Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The bullets kept pouring out, and the mercenaries couldn't stand the power of the bullets, not with their physical strength.

With each round of firing, a group of mercenaries fell.

But there was still an overwhelming number of enemies.

When the two sides were only 20 meters apart, Demitrija drew his longsword and coldly ordered, "Everyone, attack."

"Attack!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

They switched to melee weapons and charged at the oncoming enemies.

Li Rong's team was among them. They held their weapons and engaged the enemies in close combat.

Fang Hao stood at the rear of the team.

He summoned the Wooden Warrior Spirit to restrict the movement of the enemy while keeping alert to the surroundings.

Just to be safe in case more enemies charged out from other sides.

Obviously, Fang Hao was being a bit paranoid.

Under Demitrija's leadership, they made short work of those mercenaries, killing them like cutting through butter.

The ground was littered with bodies, and blood pooled into rivers that flowed along the path.

Up ahead, Lorrey was coming over, holding a few men.

"Sir, we caught these men spying from the woods ahead, they must be the leaders of these men."

"No, we are not the leaders, not leaders."

"Shut up!"

Fang Hao looked at Lorrey and said, "Keep an eye out, let Li Rong's team clean up the battlefield, and bury all the bodies."

"Yes!"

After Lorrey was gone, the team got busy again.

The injured started to bandage up, while those in good shape began to strip the corpses of their gear, then dug holes to bury them.

Fang Hao turned his eyes toward the captured mercenaries.

There were three in total — two of them wore mercenary armor, while the other looked more like a beggar.

"Speak up. Who sent you? Tell me, and you might just survive." Fang Hao spoke to the captives.

All three kept their heads low, remaining silent.

Fang Hao approached the first one, "Speak."

The man simply turned his gaze away.

Fang Hao nodded, "Strong-willed."

Thud!

After a flash of cold light, the head of the first man rolled on the ground.

The faces of the last two men fell in horror.

Fang Hao then turned to the second man, "Speak."

The second mercenary hesitated.

When he saw Fang Hao take half a step back, he blurted out, "It was our captain. He gathered us here to ambush you."

Fang Hao halted and continued to question, "What's your captain's name?"

The mercenary cautiously glanced at the beggar beside him and saw him keeping his head low.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Our captain's name is Sander."

"Good, you did well." Fang Hao first commended him, then continued, "Why did he order to ambush us?"

"I... I don't know. We do not even know who you are. We just came here following the captain's orders," the mercenary stammered out.

Fang Hao nodded and took two steps back.

Thud!!

Plop!

A head dropped with a thud next to the beggar.

By that time, the beggar was sweating profusely, creating streaks on his grimy face.

"So, you don't know anything either?" Fang Hao looked at the last man.

"I... I..." The beggar stammered, but couldn't manage to say much.

Fang Hao didn't spare him either and turned to leave directly.

The Lionheart Knight beside him swiftly executed the beggar with his blade.

He then searched through the three bodies.

The Lionheart Knight caught up with Fang Hao again.

"Sir, you might want to take a look at this..."

Fang Hao looked at what he held in his hand. It was a palm-sized seashell.

Sound-transmitting Shell.

These mercenaries were well-off.

With the Sound-transmitting Shell in hand, Fang Hao thought of talking to the party on the other side.

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

Now that he knew the name was Sander, he could find out who he was easily.

No need to waste more time on them.

He kept the shell, and ordered, "Bury these three. The injured will take the carriages. We keep moving."

"Yes!"

The convoy set off again, heading towards Li Rong's city.

Along the way, Li Rong, who had been scared, recovered a bit.

She lit up a cigarette and exhaled deeply.

"Were they Sander's men?"

Fang Hao glanced at her, noting that she seemed to have a strong addiction to smoking.

"You've heard of him?"

"A couple of days ago, I discussed something with Sander. Things didn't end well." Li Rong spoke.

"Oh? You mean, these men came to kill you?"

"What else? You just came here, Sander doesn't even know you. His target can only be me. Damn, this man is ruthless." Li Rong cursed angrily.

Fang Hao frowned; he suspected that these might be the hired hands of the Marshall family.

They weren't able to target Rebecca, so they've turned their sights on him instead.

But according to Li Rong, she also had some conflict with Sander's people.

Moreover, just a few days ago, Li Rong did postpone the exploration of the underground palace for some negotiation.

Could it be that they were really targeting her?

"Tell me about Sander!"

Smoking her cigarette, Li Rong said, "I don't know much about him. I just know that Sander too originated from a mercenary background. After his mercenary group's status was scrapped by Silver Wing City, he became a notorious hoodlum in town. I wanted to set up an additional business, and that required his approval."

"Does he have any background?"

"His background is unclear, but he definitely has some. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in his current position." Li Rong continued.

Fang Hao nodded, refraining from asking more.

If what Li Rong said was true, the conflict between her and Sander wouldn't necessitate an ambush for such a trivial matter.