Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 225 Is This Prepared to Exhaust the Veterans?

Chapter 225: Chapter 225 Is This Prepared to Exhaust the Veterans?

The battle was imminent, not swayed by human thought.

Both armies collided in a hilly region, while the opposing side also executed a flanking maneuver. On Jia Siwei’s side, formations were strictly maintained, prepared for any change with unchanging strategy.

There was no choice, as the forces under his command were the less agile puppets; it was impossible to employ sophisticated tactics.

But once the collision occurred, everyone realized just how tough these puppets were.

Normal impacts resulted in minimal effect. However, the puppet’s counterattacks inflicted severe damage, sharply increasing casualties without achieving the intended combat effect.

"How is this possible? Even the wooden puppets, the lowest of puppets, and there are so many stone puppets. How did he manage to acquire such forces? Could it be that Fang Jie has provided him with such capabilities?"

Fang Jie’s name was not unfamiliar in this region, on the contrary, it was renowned.

Although the high echelons of the kingdoms were skeptical, Fang Jie’s name was still well-known among them. Him controlling a massive Undead Army was considered a joke.

These outsiders were simply trying to aggrandize a local hero to elevate themselves.

They were overly familiar with this scenario; it arose every time a new world was discovered. Their ancestors seemed to have done the same, and some families still had records of it.

Gradually, even Liu Li and others from Earth began to doubt the discussions in the forums.

The forums slowly adopted the view that Fang Jie’s might was a façade, falsified.

Thus, at this point in the war, it was no longer merely a fight between the Undead and the natives. Once these outsiders joined the fight, various video footages began to emerge.

People waiting at their Lord Mansions or in the markets could watch real-time reports from all over.

The discussion which initially focused on the impact of the war, slowly shifted to debating the extent of Fang Jie’s strength. Because of limited video footage from earlier battles, fewer people knew about his capabilities.

But this time was different; the number involved was significant and many were lords, enabling the capture of much precious footage.

Especially for Jia Siwei’s side, which was directly nurtured by Fang Jie.

Opposing Jia Siwei weren’t just one or two Earthlings, but rather over three hundred. If many hadn’t been deterred by the risks, even more might have gathered.

Organizing these individuals was Liu Li, who was fortunate enough to attain a profession and was now a Black Iron-ranked powerhouse.

"Weren’t they all supposed to be a façade? Besides the external appearance, weren’t all the others supposed to be inferior puppets? What’s going on here?"

"I don’t know, boss. Didn’t you say that they were just a façade?"

Indeed, it was his own claim, but how could Liu Li admit it? No one with even a slight bit of authority would want to take responsibility for this.

"Damn it, there are Flying troops too, boss, let’s run."

Liu Li looked back—the other armies were catching up too. "Run? Where to? Are you sure you can even get out?" Fleeing meant immediate execution as a traitor.

On the battlefield, how would traitors be dealt with? They’d be executed outright, not to mention there were supervision teams behind them.

"Let’s fight. If we lose, we can surrender. If we flee, it’s truly the end," someone reluctantly said.

As they were speaking, a burst of energy exploded in the sky. "Quick, look up, what is that?"

"It’s Sky Cavalry, the top combat power of our Blue Sand Kingdom, our trump card. But what are they fighting against, is that New Moon Kingdom’s trump card?"

"No, that’s the Undead. I have long-range steady capabilities, that’s a White Bone Griffin Knight, it must be..."

What followed didn’t need saying; everyone had their guesses. Those must be the forces Fang Jie had hired for the New Moon Kingdom.

If even Gold-rank combat powers could be employed, just how strong was Fang Jie? The forums were right, Fang Jie’s strength was indeed falsified, not overexaggerated but concealed extensively.

"We have them too, Skeleton Flying Dragons, they are also Undead." They all knew these details now.

Regardless of which kingdom, the forces employed were from Fang Jie’s Undead, only the high command refused to believe. How could someone, fresh to this world, develop to such an extent?

And developed they had, utilizing the Undead Camp, didn’t they know how hard it was to expand as the Undead?

It might seem mighty initially, but in reality, the world was full of enemies. Moreover, at a certain height, corpses became the biggest limitation on their development.

Had the Undead been so easy to rush, the world would have become the realm of the Undead long ago.

To muster so many Gold-rank Undead forces, they must have developed for over a hundred years, perhaps even longer.

"Wait, look at those Sky Knights, don’t they seem quite old?"

Some sharp-eyed noticed the Undead gathering corpses. However, as the Sky Knights fell, they found that the corpses under the helmets appeared to be very old.

"Not just the Sky Knights, our Thunder Knights are the same, all quite old."

"Right, I remember now, the Life Species troops have a lifespan limit. Although not short, it’s definitely there. Are they planning to clear out these old soldiers?"

Indeed, if the troops were too old and died, it would be a waste.

Better to send them to the battlefield, to die in combat for greater benefits to the Kingdom. Even the troops themselves probably didn’t want to just age and die; they wanted to fight one last battle.

"Perhaps, it’s just a customary rule."

Jia Siwei closed his eyes to think for a moment: "If this continues, this battle mightn’t end so easily. Let’s brace ourselves, no matter what, we need to fight well in our own battle."

The crowd roared, their morale high. The Puppet Army under his command wasn’t fast, but as they advanced, they hunted more and more enemies. Seeing the opposing side nearing collapse, it was clear they had the upper hand.

Continuing this way, they would undoubtedly earn considerable merit.

Not only them, but the troops brought by some Noble Young Masters following them also helped to share the pressure. The nobles sipped the surplus, while they were freed of countless hindrances.

Gradually, the opposing Alliance finally collapsed.