Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 244 - 238, Are You Waiting for Us? (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets...)_1

Chapter 238, Are You Waiting for Us? (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets…)_1

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The large troops left directly along the main path.

Only after they were out of sight of the village, did they, under Fang Hao’s instruction, arrive at a small valley to set up camp.

Under Demitrija’s command, the team began to set up simple defensive measures to prevent any unexpected situations.

Fang Hao took out a skeletal gray sparrow and directly performed the God’s Presence.

As a Soul Fire appeared in the hollow pupils of the grey sparrow, it flapped its wings and flew back in the direction of the village.

The village was still on alert, with guards standing on the wall and the gates tightly closed.

Fang Hao controlled the gray sparrow to avoid the guard’s line of sight on the left side of the village and flew into the village.

On the village streets, in front of the wooden houses, a group of fierce men in different armors were gathered.

They gathered together, treating the village like their own camp, laughing out loud.

Not a single villager could be seen.

An idea flashed through Fang Hao’s mind. It seemed that Demitrija and Anjia were right in their guess; this place had been occupied by mountain bandits and robbers.

Controlling the grey sparrow, Fang Hao continued to fly deeper into the village, and soon came upon the villagers.

All were gathered in the open area in the center of the village, men and women, old and young, all being watched separately.

In front of the crowd, the heavily armored man who had been on the city wall had a whip in his hand and was pacing back and forth.

“You guys really have a nerve, posting a bounty in the city and still daring to deny it. No worries, if you did it, confess and save the others from suffering with you,” the man loudly said to those below him.

The villagers remained silent, not a single one would stand out at this time. “Very well. If you have the courage to do it but not to admit it, then hang everyone up and beat them until someone confesses!” the man loudly declared. Immediately, the bandits behind him went forward to hang up all the people. “I did it!” A young man stood up at this moment, looking coldly at the bandits. “You did it? Good youngster, aren’t you afraid of death?” The leader of the bandits curiously sized up the man in front of him.

“I am afraid of death. One man does the deed, one man takes the fall. You don’t have to involve the others,” the young man declared confidently.

The villagers looked at the young man, cursing in their hearts at his recklessness.

“Fine, you have guts. Tie him up and whip him, just don’t beat him to death,” the leader loudly instructed.

“Yes, sir.”

The bandits laughed and immediately strung up the young man.

The whip in their hand ruthlessly lashed at his body.

In the square, the crisp sounds of the whip and the sound of agonizing screams filled the air.

“Boss, shouldn’t we kill these people? If the army from Pruell City comes, it wouldn’t be good,” one bandit softly suggested.

“Why kill them? If we kill them, who will farm for us? Let’s collect all the belongings, and move everyone to the mountain tonight. We can continue to have carefree and happy days,” the bandit boss loudly declared, which caused cheers from the underlings below.

“I really don’t know what’s wrong with that woman, Rebecca. If not for her, we wouldn’t need to run to this broken place.”

“Exactly…”

“I heard that Rebecca has an elf bloodline and is even claimed to be the most beautiful woman in Lyss City. Once our forces grow, we should snatch this woman for the boss to marry.”

Upon hearing this, the bandit boss also laughed loudly.

“There will be an opportunity, here it’s not too bad, at least no one will disturb us.” He spread out a leather map in his hand, explaining to a few underlings, “This is our camp, and around here are three orc tribes. I’ve negotiated with these tribes, if there’s any large merchant group, we will rob them together and distribute the loot based on contributions.”

“Those orcs are very greedy, can it work?” An underling questioned.

“Greed requires brains, do those guys have brains? In the end, isn’t it all ours?” The leader’s gaze then fell on the villagers, saying, “Keep an eye on these people, we will need them for farming in the future.”

“Boss, shall we continue to look for things that we can carry away?”

“Go on, gather up all the goods and food, leave nothing behind.”

“Okay.”

The bandits dispersed and started to search every house for anything valuable to take away.

Fang Hao cancelled his God’s Presence state and sat up from his spot in the valley where he was camping.

Anjia asked directly: “So, what kind of people are they?”

“They are mountain bandits who were driven out of Lyss City. They have caught all the villagers and plan to take them to a newly established camp after pillaging the village,” Fang Hao explained.

“Why are they establishing a camp and bringing the villagers?” Anjia asked curiously.

In the previous bandit camps they had wiped out, there were only bandits and very few villagers.

“I think they lack labor. From what they said, it seemed that they plan to stay in the camp for a long time and need people to farm and such,” Fang Hao relayed the information he had heard.

Bandits and robbers rarely have the habit of farming, most of them survive by looting.

Even in the winter, their stored food is looted from nearby villages. Sometimes, bandits and villages form a sort of rule. Each year, they give the bandits thirty percent of their grain, and in return, they are not harassed.

It’s a sort of protection fee.

From the talk of these people, Fang Hao also understood some of the bandit’s situation.

They had already fled here before and built a camp in the mountains.

Today, they came down to plunder the nearby village. They didn’t expect they would run into Fang Hao.

“So what do we do now, just charge in?” Anjia spoke again.

“No, let’s go to their camp and wait forthem.”

Just as the words fell, Skeleton Gray Sparrow flew down from the sky, holding a simple leather map in its beak.

The map marked the location of the standard bandit camp and the surrounding small Orc Tribes.

“How do we get there?”

“Return to our own camp, ride the Bone Dragon and swiftly wipe out their camp.”

“Okay.”

The troops returned to their fortress.

At the fortress, Fang Hao immediately changed the type of troops.

Three Bone Dragons were carrying the troops toward the bandit camp shown on the map.

It was only about twenty minutes away and they had already arrived above the camp.

The camp was not large and had dozens of bandits stationed there.

“Attack.”

The Bone Dragons swooped down, with every place where people gathered being a breath of death.

The black energy beam swept over, instantly turning several bandits into white bones.

The bandits were running around the camp, screaming loudly.

The giant troll that has leaped off the back of the Bone Dragon began to clean up the small number of fish that slipped through the net.

Close to dusk.

The laughter of the bandits echoed on the mountain road leading to the bandit camp.

Cart after cart formed a convoy, pulling the spoils of war plundered from the village.

Accompanied by the ‘creaking’ sound of the wheels, it was moving up the mountain.

Behind the convoy, villagers whose hands were tied up like prisoners were being driven forward.

The villagers were pale, the children and women were sobbing softly, biting their teeth, not letting themselves cry out loud to attract the attention of these bandits.

“Boss, there are a few good-looking women here. After you’ve had your fun, pass them to us.”

“When have you ever been left out? Remember, be gentle this time, don’t kill them.”

“Yes, yes.”

The bandits were discussing without any reserve. The villagers who happened to overhear turned even paler.

These people are just devils.

The troop slowly moved forward.

It arrived at the doorstep of the camp soon enough.

“Stop advancing.” The leader shouted out loud.

“What’s wrong, boss…”.

But the words died halfway through, the sight before them made their mouths agape.

Their new camp had become a wreck.

At the entrance of the camp.

The weak sunset light threaded through the gaps in the dense forest, casting a cicada-wing-like glow.

A Skeleton, wearing leather armor, was sitting on the steps, studying everyone below.

The bandits swallowed, their throats bobbed involuntarily.

This is a real fucking ghost.

“You guys are really slow. If you didn’t show up soon, I was about to go back for dinner.” The skeleton slowly spoke.

The bandits were startled.

Two of them even had weak knees and almost collapsed on the ground.

“Are, are you waiting for us?”