Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1220 - 813, Yacolan Cemetery_2

As the desert receded, a towering pyramid appeared in the middle of the city.

From a distance, it looked much like the pyramids seen in movies and TV shows.

The city's sand continued to lower, revealing a vast amount of buried undead soldiers.

Scattered throughout the city, their numbers were far from few.

Seeing that Fang Hao did not respond, Cleolando continued, "Someone has counted, the enemy's numbers are basically over ten thousand. It's not easy to attack. We should go back and gather more troops for a more secure attack."

Fang Hao came back to his senses, flashed a smile, and said, "No need, bring your people, we'll go now."

"Really going to fight?"

"Of course, and we need to finish before dawn. A quick battle."

This outdoor map clearly had a time limit.

If they could not conquer it in one go at night, the sand would bury it again at dawn.

Fang Hao did not want to drag it out for another day.

…

Outside the city, on a slightly elevated sand dune.

Fang Hao looked from afar at the dilapidated city.

The towering city walls had collapsed mostly, and of the originally heavy city gates, only one remained while the other lay on the ground, battered.

It indeed gave off the feeling of a ghost city.

Looking left and right, Fang Hao took out the Sound-transmitting Shell, instructing the heroes left in the main city to change the troops in the Troop Hiding Cave.

There was no choice, with a shortage of troops, they couldn't waste them as before.

Time ticked away slowly.

Cleolando occasionally looked this way, seeing Fang Hao speak into the shell quietly for a while.

He guessed whether Fang Hao knew they couldn't win and was embarrassed because of his insistence earlier.

Just as he thought to step forward and offer comfort, Fang Hao spoke, "Cleolando, arrange your people to draw the enemy out to the front."

"Ah?"

"Ever played a game? Luring the enemy out of the city will make it easier for us to fight," Fang Hao explained.

"Really fighting?"

"Yes, go now, I've handled things here."

'Cleolando' thought for a moment, then quickly instructed the soldiers behind him.

Several skeleton warriors, carrying weapons, quickly approached the vicinity of the city walls.

Thud, thud, thud!

As they approached the base of the city, an old warning bell in the tower was struck.

The deep yet still resounding bell sound echoed throughout the entire city.

The luring skeleton soldiers turned and ran back.

Hoo-la-la!

Behind them, a large army of skeletons, wielding swords and shields, marched in neat steps toward them.

Cleolando's face turned pale, the number was even more than she knew.

"We, we should leave, this is no joke."

Transmigrators who die, really die.

There was no need to take this risk.

Thud, thud!

The heavy, orderly footsteps reached their ears.

The undead army held round shields, forming a neatly packed shield formation.

As the distance between the two sides shortened, the armor on their bodies and the shields painted with gold and gray patterns,

were followed by a large number of skeletons wielding daggers.

Judging by the quivers hanging from their waists, they must have been archers before, but their bows had long decayed, leaving them to join the fight with daggers.

The densely packed army continuously moved closer.

Fang Hao had not expected.

That one day, he too would feel the oppressive force brought by the undead army.

"Let's go, let's leave!" Cleolando shouted, turning to run.

Fang Hao grabbed her arm and said, "Don't panic, we're not outnumbered."

Seeing the distance was about right.

Fang Hao swung his arm, and an ancient stone gate appeared in front of everyone.

Through the stone gate, one could see the Troop Hiding Cave packed with kneeling figures holding longswords,

and skeleton giant bats hanging from the ceiling.

Fang Hao glanced and immediately ordered, "Skeleton Giant Bats, carry explosives for the bombing, Valkyrie figures all come out and line up in formation."

Hoo-la-la!

The skeleton giant bats rushed out of the Gate of the Worlds, swarming like dark clouds towards the front.

While the Valkyrie figures, accompanied by the sound of armor friction, slowly rose to their feet.

Quickly stepping out of the Gate of the Worlds, they formed neat lines.

The silvery-white armor reflected the moonlight off the sandy surface.

...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Skeleton Giant Bats, like dark clouds, hovered above the Undead army.

The Undead soldiers looked up at the sky, their gazes following the movement of the giant bats.

Clang!

A thunderbolt fell, striking a helmet.

Clang-clang!

A large number of thunderbolts scattered noisily into the ranks of the Skeleton army, covering all the Undead as they passed by.

After the Skeleton Giant Bats flew past, they quickly dispersed and began to return.

Then...

Boom—boom boom!

Terrifying explosions erupted within the Skeleton lines ahead.

The bright light of the explosions lit up the night sky, the earth shook as if in an avalanche, causing the sandy ground to roll like snow.

It kept sliding downward.

When the explosions ceased, the once neatly arranged lines left only pits in the ground with White Bones half-buried in the sand.

The Undead soldiers who weren't killed by the explosions shakily stood up and continued to pick up weapons that were blown away.

They planned to reform their lines.

Cleolando, stunned, watched the enemy in front of him.

They didn't run away but just stood there dazed.

Weren't they supposed to fight with cold weapons?

What was with the carpet bombing just now?

This man was truly frightening.

Seeing that the enemy's losses were significant, Fang Hao coldly ordered, "Valkyrie constructs, kill all the enemies ahead."

Clack clack!!

The constructs, having been ready for a long time, began to move again.

Turning their heads, they locked onto the Undead ahead.

The piercing noise sounded again, as ten thousand Valkyrie constructs charged.

The silvery-white armor, under the reflection of the moonlight, formed a torrent that swept toward the enemy.

Clang-clang-clang!

Soon, the silvery-white torrent plunged directly into the enemy ranks, their longswords slashing at the enemy.

The constructs moved rapidly through the enemy lines, their longswords continuously dancing, slaying the ragged Undead soldiers.

Cleolando's eyes widened even more.

Incredible!

These constructs were so powerful, like slaughtering chickens, they killed the enemies.

Stealing a glance at the man beside him, calm as usual, Cleolando began to speculate again about which faction this world's number one might belong to.

There were Undead bats and a large number of constructs.

The type of constructs looked like they were from the human faction.

But could the human faction reach the top of the world?

What a joke.

Phew!

Then, from behind the enemy lines, streaks of Dark Attribute Magic crossed the night sky and crashed into the construct's ranks.

The constructs were blown away by the sudden attack.

It caused some casualties.

A few stood on the sand dunes, looking back at the camp.

From the city, a large number of Skeleton Mages appeared again.

Standing in the distance, they began to release Dark Attribute Magic, bombarding the constructs engaged with the front-line Undead soldiers.

Even Defense was somewhat surprised.

There was also a Mage group, making it no different from attacking a city in this kind of field map.

He took out the Sound-transmitting Shell again, "Call Beata, take the Bone Dragon over to Troop Hiding Cave number one and stand by."

Meanwhile, Cleolando again cautioned, "Their mages are showing up; if you keep fighting, you'll lose a lot of constructs."

Fang Hao nodded, "Yes."

He opened the Gate of the Worlds again.

Behind him, a silver-haired girl was sitting silently on the back of a dragon.

"Beata, take the Dragon Clan and clean up the rear forces."