Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

It was the cold fruit wine that gave them a breather.

Fang Hao entered the hall and cast a glance towards Eira, who was resting on the side, looking somewhat disheveled.

He said: "There's no need to rush, don't overwork yourself."

Eira gave a slight smile and softly responded: "I'm not tired. Exercise is beneficial for the self."

"What will you all be training in the afternoon?"

"Under Aseti's command, we are learning to ride horses and attack while riding. It should be easier," Eira replied in a soft voice.

Fang Hao nodded, some Orcs were not good at horse riding.

Like Lorrey, who previously didn't know how to ride a horse. He rode horses by relying on his own strength and balance to forcefully stay atop.

In the initial stages of racing against Anjia, Lorrey would experience falls every day, each one leaving him with a battered face.

Later, he gradually learned and became very good at riding.

It's just that his body was so small that it looked smaller than a horse's neck.

"Alright, let's make sure everyone gets to eat something good in the next few days since we have abundant food."

"Okay."

…

After lunch.

With Aseti leading, the maids left the city to practice horse riding.

Meanwhile, the large number of slaves, previously purchased, arrived in the city escorted by Tauren soldiers.

The city gates opened, ushering in a large number of rabbitmen and foxmen.

Those at the front were being urged forward, and behind them on the carts, dozens of rabbitmen and foxmen lay unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Fang Hao naturally understood the situation.

They had been frightened unconscious by the nearby undead.

This was due to Fang Hao relocating all the undead into the Troop Hiding Cave, and the surrounding area was being patrolled by Skeletons led by the Earth Spirit's Daughter.

"Lord, all have been brought here, just that some fainted from fear when they approached," a Tauren reported loudly.

Fang Hao nodded, "Alright, I got it."

Then he glanced at the frightened-looking slaves below.

He asked softly: "Rabbitmen and foxmen, do you all have a Chief or Leader?"

Soon.

A male rabbitman from the Rabbitmen Clan and a female foxman step forward timidly.

Fang Hao nodded, "Alright, you two and Edis, come with me."

Entering the hall.

The three remained extremely cautious, silent, heads hung low, lost in their thoughts.

Fang Hao pushed a huge sand table forward.

He said: "Foxmen and Rabbitmen, choose a plot of land around here to build your village."

Hearing Fang Hao's words, both the rabbitmen and foxmen were taken aback.

They had assumed they were purchased to be sacrificed to the undead, after all, such notions were common among the clans.

But now, their new master was telling them to choose a plot for their village.

Were they going to be nurtured only to be incrementally sacrificed?

How horrifying!

"Mas...Master, please, have mercy on us. We're willing to undertake heavy labor for you. Please don't use us as offerings." The Chief of the Rabbitmen Clan immediately fell to his knees and begged earnestly.

As he started crying, the foxmen Chief and the little deerman, Edis, followed suit, also falling to their knees.

Begging for mercy amidst loud sobs.

The sounds from within the hall echoed outside.

Swish, swish, swish! Everyone knelt down, weeping in unison.

Fang Hao's eyelid twitched as he glared at the Rabbitmen Clan Chief, who was the first to kneel.
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With such intelligence and courage, how did he become a chief?

"Silence!" Fang Hao yelled.

He then called for a Tauren and said: "Go outside the city and get Eira here."

"Oh, alright Lord," the Tauren responded and ran off at once.

Not long after.

A sweating Eira returned.

She curiously looked at the rabbitmen and foxmen, bowing inside and outside, their eyes full of curiosity.

Fang Hao said: "You explain to them, ask them to establish their villages nearby, and then I will assign them work."

Eira nodded, "Alright, Master, leave it to me!"