Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Tap, tap, tap!! On the streets late at night. Batch after batch of marching armies appeared, along with carriages rushing to the council hall. The councilors, dragged out of bed. They got off the carriages, sleepily and somewhat confusedly walked into the council hall. "What's going on? Has something major happened?" "Not sure, but we'd better hurry up, so we don't arrive late and miss something important." "Exactly, let's hurry up." Soon, the originally empty hall was filled with councilors. Some still emitted the smell of alcohol, having been dragged out by guards from taverns. Drowsily, they kept nodding their heads. Soon, Dordy, Milton, and other three leaders walked out from behind. There was no opening speech. Dordy directly said, "Santeyao Fortress has sent the latest news—the army of the Blood Clan has broken through our lines and officially launched an attack on the Federation. The Federation Army is now trapped inside Santeyao Fortress." Whoosh~! As soon as this statement was made, the whole room exploded. The war had begun again! "Didn't we sign a treaty? How could they do this?" "These damned vampires, they never stick to agreements." "How is this possible? How could they break through the allied defense so quickly?" "With the mobility of the Undead, once they break through Santeyao Fortress, it would be very difficult for the allied forces to stop their advance." "What are we going to do now? It's over..." "Damn it, what do we do, what do we do..." After loudly cursing the Blood Clan, everyone started to worry. With the Blood Clan breaking the line directly, plus the mobility of the Undead, it would be very difficult for humans to keep up with the pace if the enemy attacked. Especially, as a group of troops had just been withdrawn from the front and were currently on their way back. With no villages in front or shops behind, they were impossible to contact either. The fear previously brought by Odys once again rose from the depths of their hearts. Compared to commoners, these nobles, enjoying finer resources, feared death even more. Bang, bang, bang!! Dordy forcefully knocked on the table, quieting everyone down. Loudly, he said, "Time is pressing; every minute we delay makes the situation more dangerous. Everyone think about what we should do to solve the current crisis." The crowd instantly fell silent. Mobilizing troops now was simply too late. The upper chamber had no solutions, let alone the people in the lower chamber. After a brief silence. Someone suggested, "See if we can talk it out. Even if it doesn't solve the problem, it might delay things." "Yes, there must be some reason for starting a war. The Federation also promised the Blood Clan thirty million in funding; don't they want it anymore?" Dordy answered, "The Blood Clan refuses to communicate with the Federation anymore. We absolutely can't contact them. All the sieges are led by low-ranking Undead. Anyone we send out will immediately be attacked." Ah, this... The Blood Clan was determined to start a war. They simply stopped communicating with the Federation. The hall fell silent once again. Fear and helplessness enveloped everyone's hearts. They suddenly realized that they, the nobles and councilors, only had some status amongst humans. On a global scale, they didn't even have the qualifications to speak or negotiate. As this atmosphere became increasingly gloomy and oppressive. Someone suddenly said, "Last time, wasn't it Rebecca who contacted the Blood Clan?" In that moment, everyone was awakened. Right, wasn't it Rebecca who coordinated with the Blood Clan to establish the Federation? Everyone's gaze turned uniformly toward the position of Lyss City. But there, only two chairs were placed, and there was no sign of people. Dordy immediately asked, "Where is Rebecca? Why isn't she here?" At this moment, a guard from the Hall of Justice spoke, "Leader, Rebecca left Silver Wing City and started her journey back after the daytime assembly ended." "That fast?" Everyone was taken aback. The assembly had ended at noon, and she had left directly after. But upon further thought, it also made sense; having been humiliated by everyone at the assembly, anyone would probably have left the place as quickly as possible. If you can't beat them, can't you just avoid them? Dordy, infuriated, asked, "What about the councilor from Lyss City? Why hasn't the councilor arrived either?" The Attendant continued to reply, "It is said that the councilor also left along with her..." This... everyone was dumbfounded. What did this mean? Taking the stationed councilor along as well, was this an attempt to break away from the council? Or was it a move to leave the Federation of Hundred Cities? If the Blood Clan's attack tonight hadn't happened. The councilors present would have been very happy to see Rebecca and the council at loggerheads, the bigger the fallout, the better to watch the drama unfold. But now, the situation was different. Rebecca had become the only person who could save them. Obviously, they still needed Rebecca to step in during the crisis. At this moment, everyone had the same thought in mind. It was over, they had offended Rebecca too severely during the day. All the councilors accused each other in the form of questions. Now, she wouldn't be bothered with any of it; do as you wish. On the stage, Dordy also furrowed his brows tightly together, his gaze briefly meeting the Archbishop's. He was also somewhat regretful; having made things turn out this way, even bringing himself to ask for Rebecca's help seemed difficult now. The Archbishop slightly nodded, signifying that this was the only way now. Dordy, shouting, said, "Use the Sound-transmitting Shell to contact Lyss City." One of the guards stepped down, but quickly returned. He spoke in a low voice, "Leader, there is no response from Lyss City."