Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 198: Chapter 198, Skullcrusher’s Plan (Seeking Recommendations, Seeking Subscriptions………………….. )__1

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40 in production.

[100 Times Amplifier Triggered, obtained 4040 White Steel Fire Guns]

4,000 White Steel Fire Guns appeared next to Fang Hao, piled up messily at one side.

“Take two thousand and send them to the dwarfs.”

“Yes, my lord.” The Skeleton Merchant disappeared with two thousand White Steel Fire Guns and the order for delivery.

The remaining 2040 would be used to arm the Skeleton Archers.

He continued producing 20,000 units of bullets and 5,000 units of gunpowder.

And began equipping the existing Skeleton Archers.

In the shooting range.

Fang Hao selected 20 Skeleton Archers, each holding a White Steel Fire Gun, already in a steady aiming mode.

Each of them stood at their positions, aiming their guns at the straw man target.

“Fire.”

Bang bang bang!

With the concentrated booming sound, the straw man at a distance was blown open, scattering straw fragments everywhere.

The bullet punched through the straw man, making hollow holes on the stone wall behind.

The power was indeed impressive.

Even Fang Hao’s best bows and arrows couldn’t achieve the power to shatter the straw man target and penetrate the stone wall.

This could be considered the most powerful weapon in Fang Hao’s arsenal.

Clatter, clatter!

The Skeleton Archers began reloading; loading the gunpowder first, then the bullets.

For the somewhat rigid Skeleton Archers, this series of work was rather slow.

5 minutes to load, instantaneous to fire.

“What’s that sound?” Not far away, Anjia came closer.

“Testing the fire guns.”

“What are they fumbling with?” Anjia curiously watched the Skeleton Archers.

“They are loading the ammo. Only after loading can they continue firing.”

“That slow? How many times can they fire before a battle is over?”

“Probably two or three times.”

As the two chatted, the Skeleton Archers had completed reloading, automatically taking up the steady aiming stance again.

“Fire.”

Bang bang bang!

Another round of gunfire shattered the stone wall, debris flying everywhere.

“The power is not bad.” Anjia nodded.

“The reloading speed is indeed a problem, battles don’t have the time to wait for reloading.” Fang Hao stroked his chin.

“Isn’t that easy to solve?”

“How to solve?”

“Make too guns for each person. Shoot one, switch one. Shoot one, switch one.”

“Anjia, you’re truly a top-notch genius.” Fang Hao gave a thumbs up.

“Right?”

After testing the power of the fire guns, Fang Hao had the Skeleton Archers return to their posts.

They would continue to use the blue, three-tier damage, High-Speed Hardwood Shortbows as their standard equipment.

The fire guns would be held off until he found a solution to the reloading problem.

As Anjia went to find the Blood Hunters, Fang Hao continued to open the Book of Lords, flipping to the production page.

[White Steel Scale Armour (Blue): 3 iron cast blocks, 2 white steel ingots, 5 white steel slabs, 5 pieces of thick leather.]

(Description: Slabs of armour are connected, covering the body like scales.)

He used the remaining white steel ingots to produce White Steel Scale Armour to increase the combat power of his soldiers.

Under the influence of the too Times Amplifier, a large number of White Steel Scale Armour appeared, filling the surroundings.

On the other side.

The Coldwind Mountain Range, Skullcrusher Tribe.

The night was deep, but Skullcrusher Shah was still listening to the reports of his subordinates.

The scouts he had sent out had begun to relay quite a bit of news back.

“How many Bone Dragons do they have? Is it really a human who’s leading the Undead?” Shah asked seriously.

“Great Chief, based on our observations over the past few days, they have close to a hundred Bone Dragons. The one leading the Undead is indeed a male human.” The scout responded.

“More than a hundred…” Shah murmured, his expression growing even darker. With the number of Bone Dragons reaching this figure, even if another battle were to break out in the Frostwind Mountains, victory would be impossible. When the time comes to attack with the Bloodthroat Tribe together, he would need to find a way for the trolls to deal with these Bone Dragons.

“Any news on the total number of troops? And also, has the Bronze Bull truly sided with the Undead?” Shah Inquired somberly.

“Great Chief, the information we’ve gathered suggests several hundreds of thousands, but the exact number cannot be confirmed. It is confirmed that Bronze Bull Tellock has succumbed to the Undead,” replied the scout.

“Bronze Bull, the traitor of the Beast Clan,” Shah cursed through gritted teeth. “Great Chief, there’s more recent news.”

“Speak.”

“The Undead have been mobilizing a lot recently, and Bronze Bull has frequently visited the Undead’s city. We, we suspect that the Undead may be planning an attack,” the scout said in a low voice, head bowed.

Boom!

Shah hammered his fist heavily on the armrest, his face turned even more unsightly. “Pushing us too far…”.

“Great Chief, do we need to arrange more scouts?”

“No, the intelligence we have is sufficient. Relay the message directly to the Bloodthroat Tribe and tell them to set off early tomorrow morning. We will launch an attack on the Undead territory,” Shah declared stoically.

The Undead are gathering their forces, potentially preparing to assault the Frostwind Mountains.

In that case, he would end up being the one holding off the Undead’s main force, whereas the trolls would get off lightly.

Therefore, the plan must be brought forward. In any case, he had to get those trolls to attract the attention of the Undead’s army.

“Yes, Great Chief, I will go immediately,” replied the scout, exiting the room.

Shah sat in his seat brooding for a lengthy duration.

He stood up and said, “Bring her in.”

“Great Chief!”

“Bring in the woman sent by the tribe.”

“Yes, sir.”

Shortly after, a strong-boned female orc with a large mouth and large tusks walked in, her shy gaze fixed on Shah.

Furious, Shah grabbed hold of the female Beast Clan member, gently stroking the thick fur on her legs.

In the female Beast Clan member’s surprise, she was pushed down in an act to relieve his pent-up frustrations.

The next day.

Fang Hao woke up early.

He dressed and went downstairs, where Eira had already started preparing breakfast.

After running a circuit around his territory, he visited the tailor’s shop, the blacksmith’s, the silk farming house, and the Faceless One’s hut.

Satisfied that nothing had happened and that no intelligence had been relayed from the Faceless One’s hut.

Fang Hao even questioned whether the other party had forgotten his task, or perhaps he had been duped into financing a service that would never be rendered.

Eventually, he arrived at the entrance of the Trade Alliance shop and walked in.

Fang Hao’s Trade Alliance shop was open 24/7. The skeleton merchant did not need rest, and Doujin kept a round-the-clock vigil.

During his free time, he would go and chat with others, play some mahjong but without the need to sleep and restore energy.

Despite having observed the game twice, Fang Hao found it uninteresting and thus paid little attention to it.

“Lord,” Doujin greeted fervently.

“Doujin, are there any new orders?” Fang Hao was still rather keen on earning money.

He was waiting to amass a million Warfire Coins to go to the Trade Alliance’s shop and buy an orange-colored piece of equipment.

“Sir, there are no new orders,” Doujin responded.

“Hmm, take a look if the shop has any Slave Scrolls, Hero Scrolls?” Fang Hao requested.

“Alright,” Doujin pressed the counter button.

All the shelves behind him opened, revealing the goods inside.

Indeed, there were Slave Scrolls available, and not just from one vendor, but several.

“Buy all these Slave Scrolls.”

“Very well, sir,” Doujin said without any unnecessary chatter, securing several Slave Scrolls from the shelves.

Fang Hao counted them – a total of 21.

“That’s a Sound-transmitting Shell, isn’t it? Purchase that too, I’ll take it with me when I go,” Fang Hao pointed at the Sound-transmitting Shell on the counter.

This device was essentially a pager of this era.

It allowed the two parties to keep in contact with each other.

Doujin handed it over to Fang Hao.

Having verified that there were no other necessities, he promptly left the Trade Alliance and returned to his mansion for a meal.