Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

In the territory channel, Dong Jiayue also held high prestige.

Aside from being one of the earliest transmigrators to know Fang Hao, her own characteristics were quite distinctive.

A beauty with a hearty personality, she was a female commander who dared to spearhead the charge with her gun.

When it came to combat skills and comprehensive fighting ability, Dong Jiayue was undoubtedly at the top amongst the transmigrators.

A spirited and valiant female general.

Her prestige in the territory was quite high, and she had the most subordinate lords serving under her.

Everyone whispered among themselves, with some transmigrators who didn't recognize Dong Jiayue getting quickly filled in by others, letting them know how fierce she was.

"Bring her in," Fang Hao said.

Zhen Fu Lei nodded and quickly made his way over, making the soldiers clear a path and brought Dong Jiayue over while quietly briefing her.

Upon seeing Fang Hao, a bright, joyful smile suddenly appeared on her bloodstained pretty face. Just as she was about to speak, she remembered what Fu Lei had just said.

"Bro!"

Her usual "Brother Hao" suddenly dropped a word.

Bro?

Everyone turned to look at Fang Hao in unison; both were big shots in the territory channel, but nobody realized they were this close.

Fang Hao revealed a smile and discreetly winked, saying, "Ah, you've brought people over too, huh?"

Dong Jiayue handed her spear to Zhen Fu Lei standing by her side, walked up to Fang Hao, and spoke softly, "Yeah, are you guys also on the mission to conquer the temple?"

"Mhm," Fang Hao nodded, then continued to ask, "How many people do you have, any intelligence?"

"Over two hundred transmigrators, and including soldiers, we've got over twenty thousand."

This was about what Fang Hao had in mind.

But Dong Jiayue's combat style involved charging straight in, so there were inevitably some losses.

On Fang Hao's side, thanks to the combination of Bone Dragons and different soldier types, the transmigrators suffered little loss, managing to win easily.

Fang Hao pondered for a moment, then said, "You continue leading your team. When we find the temple, we attack together."

"Okay, give me a few dragons, the kind I've recruited are just ordinary soldier types."

Fang Hao gave her a look, but still nodded, "Alright, take twenty Bone Dragons."

"You got it!"

After speaking, the two of them chatted in low voices for a moment.

Then she led her men to the side to claim the Double-Headed Corpse Dragons.

When Dong Jiayue returned with the Double-Headed Corpse Dragons.

The people in the original team were all wide-eyed in amazement.

Not going to confirm the other party's identity?

And why return with so many huge dragons?

Feels like a stocking up run!

After Dong Jiayue left, Fang Hao commanded the army to continue marching.

The rebel army had grown in numbers, and as the legitimate army in the background story, the numbers of the defense army should also increase.

...

They marched for about twenty more minutes.

The trees of the forest were still dense.

The pathway was a bit rough, but there hadn't been any encounters with danger.

This led the transmigrators to start complaining about the monotony of the mission, wasting time on the march.

They rather wish they had gotten into action right from the start.

While everyone was complaining and discussing.

Suddenly, a thick fog quickly spread from the forest ahead.

Like a curtain hung under the tree canopy, it obscured everyone's vision.

Watching the spreading mist, Fang Hao glanced at the depths ahead.

There were enemies up front, including a Wind Elemental Mage.

This skill, he was familiar with it himself, Wind Elemental level three magic 'Mist Wrap', greatly reducing visibility and morale.

In later stages of the skill, one can also add toxins to the fog, or like Fang Hao, combine it with Thunder Elemental to release thunderclouds.

"Release!"

Before people could react, another low command came from the front.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sound of bowstrings and arrows cutting through the air started up ahead.

A volley of arrows shot into the crowd, followed by a chorus of pained cries and thuds as bodies hit the ground.

Leading the formation were not Fang Hao's four-armed Skeleton Generals, but a mix of human and Orc infantry.

Hearing the crowd start to panic, Fang Hao immediately shouted, "Don't run, if you can't, just hit the ground."

Then he commanded, "Double-Headed Corpse Dragons, disperse the fog!"

Whoosh whoosh!!

The huge dragons at the rear started to flap their massive wings with force.

The roaring wind bent the grass and trees, and the soldiers nearby were also blown out of place.

But the effect was apparent, the encroaching fog was instantly torn apart by the strong wind and dissipated into the woods.

He was all too familiar with how to break this tactic.

In his early days, he loved releasing fog, so after casting it repeatedly, he knew exactly how to counter it.

As the fog dissipated, everyone's vision cleared considerably, and even though the light was still dim, they could see the bushes where the arrows were coming from.

"Thunder Strike prepared, release!"

Crackle snap!

Thunder Strike was much more effective than arrows, even when not hitting the target directly, the spreading electricity could incapacitate people momentarily.

The dense Thunder Spears exploded in the enemy's bushes, followed by cries of agony.

"Musketeers, attack!"

Pop pop pop!

The rifle bullets whistled out, felling large numbers of the enemy.

The remaining enemies picked up their things, ignoring their fallen comrades, and turned to flee.

With the cover of the trees, a few managed to escape the barrage of bullets and vanished from sight.

Fang Hao waved his hand, and the four-armed Skeleton Generals quickly charged into the bushes.

Killing the paralyzed enemies who were not yet dead right on the spot.

When only two captives remained, they were dragged out and thrown at his feet.

A circle of people looked down at the two lying on the ground.

When the two were somewhat more alert, Fang Hao asked, "Tell me! How far is the target, and what are your arrangements?"

...

Elsewhere!

The team led by Dong Jiayue trekked silently through the dim forest.

A round trip had brought back more than twenty dragons, causing no small commotion.

Beyond being astonished, her authority as the commander had also been significantly solidified.

The path beneath their feet became increasingly difficult to navigate, strewn with interlaced thorns, stumbling along.

Over desolate hills and through vast woods, the absence of any insect chatter still managed to instill a sense of terror.

"Sister Jiayue, someone just said that the two groups of scouts sent out have not returned," Xiao Lan hurried over from behind and whispered.

Xiao Lan was already one of Dong Jiayue's lieutenants, and for this mission, the two were assigned to the same location.

Dong Jiayue's brows furrowed as she looked around with heightened vigilance.

All was still silent around them, without any noise, not even a whisper of wind.

"What about the other scouts?"

"None have returned, and some suspect that we might be near the mission location, so the scouts were discovered and couldn't escape," said Xiao Lan.

"That's possible."

"What should we do? Should we send out more scouts?" Xiao Lan continued to ask.

After thinking for a moment, Dong Jiayue shook her head and said, "No need, if we're nearing the target, sending more people would be feeding them kills. Let's just be more cautious and move forward."

"Okay, I'll follow your lead."

The army did not stop; they continued forward.

Their boldness came from having seen Fang Hao.

If they encountered something they couldn't handle, they would just need to move closer to his side, and the problem would naturally be solved.

But the deeper they ventured into the woods, the more sinister it felt, always leaving them with an uneasy feeling.

"Why does it feel so creepy? Could it be haunted?" Xiao Lan murmured.

With a hint of annoyance, Dong Jiayue responded, "Our territory is full of skeletons. If there were ghosts, they'd be under our command."

Ah, that's right...

Xiao Lan paused, feeling that made sense.

If it's ghosts, they would be part of the Undead.

In their territory, filled with Undead, they would surely have some clout, right?

While Xiao Lan was contemplating the logic of that statement.

Dong Jiayue suddenly stopped in her tracks, "Halt."

Before the rest could understand what was happening, a chicken-egg sized Nightstone was thrown forward.

The Nightstone rolled on the ground with a rumble.

Thud! It collided with a thick tree trunk.

Once the light stabilized and illuminated the surroundings, everyone's hearts tightened at once.

There was a tall and sturdy tree ahead, resembling a willow with drooping branches, a dense canopy, and overlapping leaves.

Hung from the drooping branches were bodies, one after another, akin to smoked meats swaying in a farmer's yard.

Most of them were already shriveled and darkened; it was unclear how long they had been hanging there.

"Those, those are the missing scouts," someone shouted from the back.

As the shout arose.

Suddenly, the bodies hanging from the branches all opened their eyes simultaneously.

Whether shriveled and pale or still plump, their eyes stared directly at everyone.

Unblinking, as though their deaths had been unwilling.

The next second. Countless branches, like slithering snakes, shot densely towards them.

Dong Jiayue's eyes narrowed, her spear whirling swiftly in her hand to deflect the incoming branches. With a quick twist of her waist, her upper arm tensed, ready to thrust the spear.

Whoosh!

The spear was thrown in a flash, transforming into a streak of light that shot outward.

Clang! It buried itself into the trunk of the tree.

Where the spear struck, a streak of bright red blood seeped out.

As if it had pierced a human body.

Dong Jiayue drew her longsword once more, severing all the willow branches that attacked her, but still more kept shooting towards them.

The camp was in chaos; everyone fought desperately against the branches, and many were dragged up and left to dangle, struggling ceaselessly.

"Double-Headed Corpse Dragon, Dragon Breath," Dong Jiayue roared.

The newly borrowed Double-Headed Corpse Dragon took large strides forward.

Unafraid of the branches, it spewed Dragon Breath at the thick trunk.

The Dragon Breath instantly enveloped the tree.

The whole tree began to struggle violently, making a dense rustling noise.

It seemed to be in agony.

Effective!

Dong Jiayue felt a surge of relief, "Everyone else rescue our people, any who can use fire, bombard it."

It didn't matter if the forest caught fire, this was, after all, the Task Space.

The next moment, rockets, fireballs, and incendiary bombs were all called in.

The fire on the tree grew fiercely more intense.

...

Whoo~!

Fang Hao glanced at the distant flames and said to Fu Lei, "Take a few people and see what's happening over at Dong Jiayue's position."

"Alright!" Fu Lei turned and left at a brisk pace.

After Fu Lei left, Fang Hao's gaze returned to the two transmigrators from the guarding faction before him and asked, "What's your plan, who is involved, tell us!"

One of them jeered, "What do you take us for, if you're going to kill us, do it. Dying just means going out to watch the live broadcast."

Their stubborn demeanor was like that of a hero who wouldn't betray his companions under severe torture.

"Don't be so serious, it's just a dungeon run," Fang Hao said.

The two turned their heads away, indomitable to the end.

Fang Hao looked at them, then proposed, "Let's make a deal. You tell me what you know, and I won't kill you. You could then secure a higher score to exchange for some gear you want. Keeping secrets, won't others just end up with higher scores, and you two gain nothing from it."

Hearing this, both looked at him simultaneously, skepticism and surprise in their gaze.

Right, aren't they the ones who'll end up benefitting from this?