Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead - Chapter 209
Chapter 209: Chapter 205, Clamp and attack the mountain range of the cold wind (I didn’t slack off, this is the 4000th chapter.)_3
Translator: 549690339
“Where is Anjia?” Fang Hao asked.
“Probably practicing martial arts in the backyard. Shall I call her for you?”
“Yes, have her get ready. She’ll be going out with me shortly.”
“Oh, okay.” Eira stood up and headed for the courtyard.
Before long, Anjia appeared, wiping her sweat before sitting down and joining the meal.
“How was the fight?”
“No problem now, just come with me later.” Fang Hao said.
Sharing the news of victory with everyone would certainly put them at ease.
It’d be better than them living on pins and needles.
“Yes, I can.”
The two finished their meals, rode the Bone Dragon, and headed straight to the city where Fireblade was stationed.
On the way, they could see caravans filled with spoils of war and corpses, stretching like a long dragon, moving towards the main city.
They soon arrived at Fireblade’s city and landed in the city center.
They walked straight into the City Lord’s grand hall.
Fireblade, Bronze Bull, Little You, and Zhang Bin were all present.
At the center knelt a short, green-skinned Orc.
[Clipper – Kenji (Green Level 5 Hero)]
“Lord.” Everyone stood up.
“Um.” Fang Hao sat down, but his gaze remained on the Orc at the center.
He asked curiously, “You’re an Orc?”
If he hopped, he could probably reach Bronze Bull’s waist. This size difference is way too big.
“I… I am an Orc.” Clipper’s voice was dry and hoarse, probably due to Little You cutting his throat yesterday.
But the Orc’s recovery ability is truly terrifying.
Little You thought her strike was deadly, but not only did the other party not die, but he was also able to talk with them today.
“Why are you called ‘Clipper’?”
“Cough… Lord, I used to have sticky fingers and took others’ things, but I’ve since corrected this habit.” Clipper replied.
It seems Clipper’s name should be related to thieves and robbers.
“Are there still any heroes in Skullcrusher Tribe?” Fang Hao asked bluntly.
There was no resistance or bargaining as imagined.
Clipper replied directly: “Yes, Skullcrusher Tribe’s shaman. The rumor is that he is a hero, but I do not know what level he is on.”
Fang Hao frowned, there’s actually another shaman.
“You told us so easily?”
“Lord, there are a total of 212 large and small tribes in the Coldwind Mountain Range, all of which are oppressed by Shah with brute force. Calling us affiliated villages sounds more like we are Shah’s slaves. Since Shah is dead, I naturally have nothing to hide.” Clipper replied calmly.
Clipper is a clever Orc.
He survived among the Orcs and even became a hero. It certainly wasn’t because of brute force.
The Undead in front of him wouldn’t reason with him.
If he was kept alive till now, then he must still have some use.
“You are quite clever. I want you to help me subjugate the Coldwind Mountain Range, are you willing?” Fang Hao asked softly.
Clipper’s heart thumped, but he quickly calmed down and hurriedly said, “Lord, I am the Flight Commander, familiar with all the terrain and village locations in the Coldwind Mountain Range. I am willing to help you subjugate it.”
“Good, indeed a smart person.” Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords and took out a green Hero Contract, “Sign this, and you will be a part of this place.”
Clipper cut his finger directly and pressed it on the Hero Contract.
A flash of light emerged from the contract and merged into Clipper’s body.
Fang Hao nodded in satisfaction. He liked dealing with people who understood the times.
Although Clipper wasn’t appealing to him, his attitude pleased him greatly.
“Fireblade, Tellock.”
“Lord.” Both rose to their feet.
“You two immediately reorganize the army. Let Clipper guide you to take over the Skullcrusher Tribe, and subjugate the remaining 200 plus orc villages as affiliated villages.”
“Yes, Lord.”
