Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead - Chapter 386: 373, Carpet Bombing_l

Chapter 386: Chapter 373, Carpet Bombing_l

Nightfall!

Bloodthroat Tribe in the Bloody Mountain Range.

At this point, the Troll allied forces had breached the tough city walls and were chasing the remaining enemies within the city.

Bagath, sat on the throne in the clan leader’s great hall, with a cheerful expression, enjoying the feel of his seat.

At that moment, a female troll, two and a half meters tall and robustly built, was pushed forward.

She fell silent to her knees.

Bagath looked at the woman before him and felt interested.

He rose from his throne, approached the female troll, and ripped off all her clothes, leaving her body entirely exposed to the air.

Bagath eyed the muscular troll beauty with thick, black hair on her chest.

In his eyes, in addition to lustful desires, lay an endless thrill.

After overthrowing the Bloodthroat Tribe, everything that once belonged to

Kaius, would be his.

Including the woman in front of him who used to be Kaius’s most beloved. Looking at the heavy chest of the woman, Bagath’s breathing grew heavier. He knocked the female troll down to the ground and started to act.

In the hall, a few troll guards seeing this scene.

They quietly exited.

Some time passed.

A troll leader walked into the hall.

Noticing the couple deeply engaged on the floor, he paused for a moment.

He then calmly said, “Chief Bagath, those Bloodthroats, they’ve built up defenses in the northwest corner and are making their last stand.”

“How many of them?” Bagath turned and asked.

“Possibly over a thousand.”

“Directly attack them with our forces, kill all the men and keep the women,”

Bagath said without hesitation.

Not a single man from Bloodthroat could be spared.

Nor dared to spare.

If Kaius returned.

These people would see hope again and rebel fiercely.

Kaius was a nuisance enough, they didn’t dare risk it.

“Understood!” The leader nodded in agreement and walked out again.

With the leader gone, Bagath once again drew the troll woman from behind the throne to continue what had not been finished.

The city of Bloodthroat laid in total ruin.

Spilt blood flowed like red streams along the streets.

With limbs and debris strewn everywhere, the sounds of conflict echoed around.

The troll coalition trampled over spilled blood, seeking enemies in hiding.

All men were killed, while women were divided amongst the victors to relax.

Until late into the night.

The cries of battle gradually ceased, and the city fell quiet again.

The enemy within the city was wiped out.

Several troll leaders strode into the great hall.

By now, Bagath sat radiant on his throne.

He asked, “Is it all taken care of.”

“Sorted, all men are killed, women are equally distributed among the tribes, let everyone take a breather.” One of the leaders spoke.

Bagath nodded, without saying much.

The character of a troll was even more barbaric than an orc’s.

Let alone the women from Bloodthroat.

Even within the tribe, snatching women was a common occurrence.

“Got the casualties count?” Bagath asked again.

“My tribe, we have over eighty thousand left.”

“My tribe suffered significant losses. We have about half remaining, around fifty thousand.”

“You lost more? I only have a few thousand left.”

It went back and forth, everyone stating their individual numbers.

Listening to this, Bagath had a tally in mind.

The heavy assault on the city had also resulted in significant losses for them. Now around 400,000 of the allied forces were left, many of those were injured. Even though trolls had robust bodies, they still needed time to recover. “Alright, have the troops start a fire and cook food, rest well for tonight. I have arranged to gather Bloodthroat’s wealth, and we will divide the spoils tomorrow based on each tribe’s contribution. Bagath is not Kaius, everyone who put in effort will have their share,” Bagath continued.

Upon hearing Bagath’s words, smiles appeared on everyone’s faces instantly. Naturally, Bagath would claim the lion’s share of the spoils, but they didn’t want to exhaust themselves for nothing.

Now that they had his promise, they were naturally delighted.

“We naturally trust Chief Bagath.”

IDeicon>lly, overthrowing Bloodthroat is just the first step. We still have to break through the Undead Fortress and get out of these barren mountains.” Bagath nodded, “Exactly, once we’re done with this nuisance – Kaius, we’ll break through the Undead Fortress and get out of here.”

“Yes, Chief Bagath is right.”

After discussing the follow-up plans with a few leaders, they left the clan leader’s great hall.

They went back to their respective tribes to start a fire and prepare meals.

After capturing Bloodthroat, they had more than enough food to fill their soldiers’ bellies.

“Chief, I’ve saved two women for you in the house. Their chests are so big, bigger than this spoon.”

A troll cook stirred the giant iron pot on the bonfire with a huge wooden spoon, bubbling hot with chunks of meat and broken bones in a thick fluid.

“Alright, call me when the food is ready,” the troll leader nodded.

Thud!!

Just as the troll chief was about to enter the house for some pleasure.

Suddenly, something fell into the pot.

The troll cook looked up at then sky filled with dark clouds.

He used the spoon to scoop up the object that had landed in the pot, which was still emitting gray smoke from its tail.

“What’s this?”

The chieftain and a few other trolls around him leaned over to take a look.

Just as they were ready to curse at whoever threw this in.

The white smoke extinguished.

Boom!!

A sudden explosion killed the surrounded trolls instantly.

At the same moment.

The sky began to drop cylindrical bombs like rain.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Explosions echoed around the city, ravaging the already shattered buildings and streets.

” Enemy in the sky, enemy in the sky.” One of the trolls saw that what looked like clouds in the sky were flying creatures.

These flying creatures were dropping the bombs.

The trolls began to flee everywhere, taking cover in rooms to avoid the falling bombs.

At the same time, they picked up scattered rocks and started throwing them at the sky.

Thump thump thump!!

The enemy in the sky is really being shot down.

Looking at the white-bone corpses on the ground, the trolls clearly understood who their enemy was.

“It’s the Undead, the Undead bats.”

The intensive bombings made the entire city shake as if an earthquake had hit. Buildings turned into ruins, and the places where trolls used to dine became a terrestrial purgatory.

Body parts scattered everywhere, trolls desperately sought shelter while letting out painful screams.

Bagath stood in the hall, watching the continuously exploding city, his face growing grimmer.

What on earth is happening?

Could it be that Kaius has returned and the counter-attack has started?

Impossible, Kaius couldn’t have returned now.

And this kind of attack, it seems more like a bomb developed by the Dwarves. But why would it appear here, and in such quantities?

Enough to flatten a mountain.

“Don’t run around, hide inside the buildings… stop running around…” Bagath was shouting loudly.

But amid the explosions and cries of his tribesmen, his voice was simply lost. He was wasting his energy.

The bombing lasted for half an hour.

The entire city had completely become a pile of ruins, with debris everywhere.

After the bombing, there was a brief silence, and everyone’s ears were ringing. After a good while, the wailing of the survivors could be heard.

“Quick, tend to the wounded, prepare for battle,” Bagath started to give orders loudly.

The remaining leaders quickly joined him.

Each of them was injured, and two leaders were missing.

“It’s the undead. The ones dropping explosives from the sky are skeleton bats,” one leader said.

Before anyone could respond.

A troll rushed over clumsily.

He anxiously said: “Something is wrong. There’s a large Undead army approaching the south of the city.”

At that moment, everyone’s heart dropped.

Why are the Undead attacking now? How could this timing be so coincidental? No one spoke.

They silently headed towards the southern city wall.

Upon reaching the top of the city wall.

They could clearly feel the ground trembling at intervals.

Looking down, under the dim moonlight, they could see the endless army of the Undead.

“Damn it, it’s the Undead from the north. Quick! Gather everyone to prepare for battle and get all the weapons here.” Bagath bellowed, his face grim.

The remaining trolls were assembled.

Less than a hundred thousand could still wield weapons.

The rest died in the recent bombing.

The trolls gathered everything they could move and transported it to the city wall.

Looking at the seemingly endless Undead army below, even the bloodthirsty trolls started trembling and swallowing hard.

If only they had known that the Undead would attack the Bloodthroat Tribe.

They could’ ve delayed their attack by two days.

Now most of them were gone. How could they possibly stand against the Undead?

The few remaining “Dragon-lock Crossbows” were carried over.

Nearly three meters long, the crossbow bolts equipped with hooks were carefully loaded, keeping an eye on the sky.

The Undead had Bone Dragon troops, they feared that the Bone Dragons might initiate the attack.

All trolls were in a combat-ready state.

However, the Undead stopped a kilometer away from the city wall.

Clang clang clang!!

The Skeleton Trolls held their massive black shields above their heads, forming a metallic shield wall for defense.

Nearly three hundred thousand metallic fortresses formed a black barrier.

Under the shield wall were skeleton warriors carrying siege ladders.

Up on the city wall.

Seeing the formation below, all trolls up there had a grim look on their faces. “Clan Leader Bagath, isn’t this your Rock Head Heavy Shield? How did they get it?” A clan leader sternly asked.

Bagath’s face was equally serious. He too recognized the shape of the shield. But how would he know how the enemy managed to get it?

This heavy shield, the tribe itself had only a few, and those too were left behind by the older generation.

“Stop talking and prepare for battle,” Bagath said.

Thump!!

Thump thump!!

Suddenly, a drumming sound echoed from the Undead army below the city.

As the drumming sound resonated, a faint energy blanketed all the Undead soldiers.

Outside the city, the White Bone Army.

The Undead army had already advanced to a distance of one kilometer from the city.

“Lord, the archers are in position.”

“The Shield Bearer is ready.”

“Lord Black Thorn, the troll heavy shield is also ready.”

One by one, messages swiftly reached Black Thorn.

Black Thorn nodded, stood up and said: “Strike the drums, attack.”

“Yes!”

Several orc messengers immediately dispersed, running in different directions.

They shouted loudly: “Strike the drums, attack…”

Thump!

Thump thump… thump thump thump!!

The drummers scattered across the Undead camp began to beat the giant drums in front of them.

Deep drumming sounds resonated throughout the Undead camp.

Grayish-white lights spread with the sound of drums, engulfing all the Undead units.

[Undead War Drum].

[Type: War Drum]

[Ability: +5% to all attributes, Limb Reorganization.]

[Limb Reorganization]: Under the aura, when the skeleton of an Undead unit gets injured, it will autonomously look for body parts of fallen companions to replace its injured parts.

(Description: The sound of the war drum will resonate throughout the battlefield, Immortal warriors will break free from their physical bonds, freely replacing their damaged limbs.)

Whoosh!!

After the drumming, the infantry began to charge.

Swoosh-!

Like a roaring hurricane.

Arrows went flying over the head of the army, blanketing the sky above the city like a metal net.