Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

The dwarf transporting the dynamite had also noticed the object beneath his feet.

He glanced down at it, then up at what he was holding in his hand.

Did he drop it?

But why is it smoking?

Then, the sky started to crackle as the bodies of bats mixed with dynamite began to rain down like droplets.

They scattered around the city like falling blossoms.

The area of the dwarves' fortress was not large to begin with, but the number of dynamites had pretty much covered the whole place.

Siddiq's face turned ashen and he immediately shouted: "Take cover, avoid the dynamite on the ground, hurry, everyone take cover!"

As he shouted, he was pushing several commanders who had been stunned.

Everyone was immediately awakened.

They started issuing orders to take cover and disperse.

However, they didn't have much time to respond.

The first dynamite smoking white fumes suddenly exploded.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

The dynamites scattered throughout the city exploded one after another.

The impregnable fortress had become a cage trapping them.

It kept shaking and breaking apart in the explosion.

On this pitch-black night, the fortress resembled a glowing box from the inside.

It kept lighting up the night sky.

With no enemies to blockade them, the undead began to launch their full-scale attack.

A dense horde of undead began flocking together, crowding up and spreading upwards like mud. They trampled on their comrades and climbed higher.

White skeletons draped the city's front wall.

They poured over the wall, into the city.

Swinging their weapons, they killed the trembling dwarves who crawled out of the ruins.

Inside the fortress, the battle cries gradually became louder.

The dwarves kept resisting.

However, once the four gates inside the city had been opened, and more and more skeletons poured in, the outcome was sealed.

Under a pile of rubble.

Siddiq pushed a slab of stone off his body, leaning on his weapon, he stood up.

He swayed his dizzy head and wiped the blood off his face.

Beyond his sight were the ruins, big fires, and countless swarming undead soldiers.

Siddiq shakily pulled out a blood-stained conch from his chest.

He put the conch to his lips, trembling, he said: "I am Siddiq, Fortress No.11 has fallen, everyone has died in battle."

After he finished, he tossed the conch aside.

With blood-soaked hands, he stroked his beard.

He gave the horde of undead before him a cold look, picked up his battle-axe, and charged.

...

At four in the morning.

Fang Hao was suddenly awakened by the notification from the Book of Lords.

He sat up, opened his private chat, and saw the message Dong Jiayue had sent.

"Brother Hao, the 11th fortress has been taken. Now our troops are split into two groups. Black Sword is leading 50,000 skeletons to siege the 12th fortress while our main forces are advancing to attack the Dwarves' main city, Gray Iron City…"

To speed up the progress, Dong Jiayue chose to split the troops.

The location of the 12th fortress was not along the marching route.
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Therefore, a team was assigned to siege the 12th fortress.

The main force of the army would continue to advance and attack the dwarves' main city.

As for the 12th fortress.

After cutting off the communication with the outside world, those inside would sooner or later surrender or starve to death in the city.

With the weather turning cold, the planned schedule had been delayed.

They withstand the cold to carry on, aiming to quickly seize Gray Iron City and end this war.

Fang Hao examined the map and felt there were no issues.

Furthermore, Dong Jiayue and the heroes who participated in the battle had a better understanding of the situation on the ground than him.

Fang Hao responded, "Okay, let me know what supplies you need when the time comes, and I'll allocate them to you immediately."

"Okay, there's no rush now, we can replenish once we spot Gray Iron City."

"Alright."

"By the way, Brother Hao, how's the situation with the human reinforcements?" Dong Jiayue asked again.

If human reinforcements began to interfere from the rear

They could disrupt the rhythm of the attack, potentially dragging the battle on for a long time.

They might even get stuck fighting all through winter.

They really didn't want to fight in the snow.

"I've tied them down for now, they won't intervene for the time being. But just in case, you should still deploy some sentries on the border between the two armies, in case anything unusual happens," Fang Hao pondered before responding.

"Understood."

"Okay."

The two ended the chat, Fang Hao couldn't sleep anymore.

He got up, put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

...

At this time.

The outside was still dark, but the nightstone street lamps illuminated the city.

He stretched his body and started his morning exercise early.

He loosened up his muscles and began to jog around the territory.

When he passed the Blackstone Training Ground, he saw five young deermen fiddling with equipment in the ground.

Their four legs hopping about were quite cute in a silly way.

According to the Deermen Tribe, female deermen were nocturnal creatures.

Now was exactly their active time.

They were quite brave. Most slaves would be half-scared to death by the sight of the patrol skeletons and the deep dark night.

Yet, they seemed to be having a good time.

Fang Hao watched them from a distance without disturbing them.

He ran past them from a distance and continued his training.

When he passed the central area, he saw another figure standing in the central square, looking up at the towering golden statue.

The Gold Eating Queen, Amanda.

What's going on, his castle was lively even at night, huh!

Fang Hao slowed down, watching her from a distance.