Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 595: Chapter 457, Rhesa Persuades to Surrender_1

“As you order, my lord!” Aseti led the undead cavalry away from the main army and advanced towards their target.

As they drew closer to Tasgo City, they started to encounter Orc squads from the surrounding areas.

Some, upon noticing the undead, immediately fled.

Others were spotted first by Blackfoot Cats. The cats alerted Fang Hao who then arranged for these squads to be dispersed.

The troops from these villages were like town guards, not particularly strong.

Just a bit of shooing and they would scurry back to their homes in fear.

Fang Hao lay comfortably in a carriage while Nelson sat upright beside him, not as laid back.

“That red dragon formed a massive whirlpool of flames and wiped out a large number of soldiers in the blink of an eye,” narrated Fang Hao, recounting the previous night’s events.

Flipping through a book obtained from Blackstone City, Nelson casually remarked, “It’s well known that dragons are the most powerful of all races. They possess a force that all others desire, so it’s not surprising that they can wield such terrifying abilities.”

Being worldly, Nelson was not shocked in the slightest by this information, unlike Fang Hao.

The Dragon Clan possessed immense physical strength, sturdy scales, inherent magical powers, and prolonged lives.

Everything intelligent races could desire, the Dragon Clan had naturally.

One might say they were the darlings of the world.

“What a pity it had fled last night. Otherwise, we could have gained a powerful hero,” Fang Hao lamented.

Nelson looked up, responding, “The Dragon Clan is small in numbers. Consequently, their protective instincts are extreme. If we were to kill one, we must first ensure that the news does not leak out, else we would face significant trouble.”

It was the second time Nelson had reminded Fang Hao of the potential strength of their enemies.

The first was when he came across the heart of Rolana from the Blood Clan. Such a powerful heart made Fang Hao want to store it in the viscera jar.

Nelson had then warned him to be careful because Rolana belonged to the royal family of the Eternal Night Clan. Storing her organ would be tantamount to killing her and could result in retaliation from the clan.

Now was the second time, and Nelson was seemingly apprehensive about the power of the Dragon Clan.

Indeed, the matter with the Dragon Clan was complicated.

Even a single red dragon had already given them a massive headache. If a few more dragon heroes were to come, it would be quite difficult for them to handle.

But now that things had escalated to this point.

Who knew – Nisi, who had been chasing them, might have been killed by the red dragon.

Regret was no longer an option, and the situation at the time did not allow him to sit down with the red dragon and negotiate peace.

They would just have to take it step by step.

“We will have to keep matters discreet then,” Fang Hao eventually stated.

Meanwhile, he had already begun considering how they could battle dragons in the air.

One could not rely solely on Nisbit to bring them down from the sky each time; it was too inefficient.

“In fact, the Dragon Clan is not invincible. The balance among all races is not maintained because of the Dragon Clan’s love for peace. Each race has its own ways to counter airborne forces—Dwarves with their machines, the undead with their modified troops, the Human Clan and Elf Clan with their flying units,” continued Nelson.

Indeed, upon reflection, every race was developing their airborne forces and machines.

Many dragons, due to their inherent strength, had remained stagnant with no significant changes for many years.

The moment a war started, each race could throw a large number of troops into combat.

Even if they were to lose, they could easily repopulate within a few years. On the other hand, the Dragon Clan faced a problem with reproduction.

Every casualty was a significant loss.

This was presumably one of the reasons why the Dragon Clan had been peaceful in recent years.

Fang Hao understood Nelson’s intent. Even if a conflict proved unavoidable, there were plenty of methods to oppose the Dragon Clan.

“Alright, I understand. Once this is over, I will focus on developing our flying forces,” Fang Hao replied.

As the pair continued their discussion, two lines of twenty funeral priests followed alongside the carriage.

They came along so that if any heroes were killed, they would immediately seal their souls to prevent them from resurrecting at the Hero Altar.

The army continued to move steadily forward.

A Tauren sprinted over with a report: “My lord, we have news that Tasgo City can be seen in the distance.”

Fang Hao sat up, “Good, prepare for battle. We will have Tasgo City by nightfall. Regroup and rest inside the city afterwards.”

“Yes, sir.”

The Tauren turned and left to relay the orders.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

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Tasgo, the Orc City.

After five continuous days of downpour, the rain finally stopped.

The whole city was still damp as if it had been washed clean.

The dark clouds dispersed, revealing a magnificent rainbow quietly emerging in the sky above the city.

Meanwhile, in the City Lord’s mansion.

City Lord Krat was standing by a window, looking up at the clear, blue sky.

Hastened footsteps echoed as an Orc guard hurriedly entered the room. He whispered, “City Lord, the undead army has been spotted. Their sheer number is impossible to count.”

Krat swiftly turned around, his gaze piercing the guard, “What do you mean, ‘impossible to count’?”

The guard swallowed nervously, continuing, “The undead army… it’s huge. Hundreds… nay, possibly close to a million.”

“Nonsense! Slaughtering every soul in the Hundred Cities Federation wouldn’t give that many undead,” shouted Krat angrily.

But as soon as he had finished speaking, he remembered the intelligence he had received the previous night about the gathering at Blackstone.