Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

The stall owner's expression changed immediately, "What you just said, why are you going back on your word?"

"Um..." Millie turned her head to look at Domina, who was still concentratedly repairing her spider leg.

"Trade, like this, you are the first one to trade, I will give you an extra one." Millie said, picking up three single-handed battle knives and threw them to the other party.

The latter received them and began to carefully inspect them.

It's a single-handed war knife.

The blade was sharp, with a touch it could cut the finger. The back of the blade was wide and thick, giving a substantial feeling when swung.

The hilt was wrapped with fine beast skin ropes to prevent it from slipping off during a swing.

"Good knife, good knife!" The orc waved it around while singing praises.

People around him kept their distance.

But they also noticed that the quality of the war knife was quite good.

If ranked, it was probably already at the green level, or even blue level.

The surrounding orcs also gathered around.

"How is it, how is the quality of this knife?" Someone asked curiously.

The orc put away the three knives with a happy face, "It's a good knife, and the weight is ideal, not as light as previous human weapons."

"Huh? Such a good item, should you trade your fur for it?"

The orc leaned in slightly, lowered his voice and said, "I feel this rabbit is a bit simple, actually transporting human weapons from such a far place just to exchange for fur, don't you think it's simple?"

"Hmm, hmm, hmm!" Nearby, all the orcs nodded in agreement.

Subsequently, even more people crowded towards the position of the carriage.

"These knives and swords, are you all here to trade?" Another orc shouted loudly.

"Trade, there is also armor, plate armor, helmets, all for exchange." Millie answered loudly, her small face turning red.

"I have fur here, trade me a set of plate armor."

"I will trade two swords."

In an instant, everyone rushed forward, shouting loudly, for fear of being late and the items being snapped up by others.

Suddenly, chaos ensued.

Domina began to arrange for people to maintain order and started to arrange for exchanges in an orderly queue.

Not far away.

An orc with a runny nose said to his companion, "This rabbit is so silly, exchanging equipment for fur, is her brain not so good?"

"It's obvious she's not smart, the sillier she is, the better, so we can exchange these weapons." His companion pulled at the trousers stuck in his butt and continued, "You keep an eye on it, I'm going back to inform the clan leader, then bring all the fur over, and trade weapons with this silly rabbit."

"Hurry up, even those in the warehouse that already have mold, bring it over, maybe this rabbit would want it too."

"Alright!"

The orc did not hesitate, turning his head and running in the direction of his tribe.

Similarly, there were quite a few other people who went back to their tribes to inform them.

Orc rules are survival of the fittest.

If nearby tribes are trading weapons, you don't want to trade, you're just a lamb waiting to be eaten.

Therefore, whether active or passive, they all started to trade.

Other than fur, some people also brought their domestic livestock for trade.

Anyway, the gains were beyond Millie and the others' expectations.

...

The same thing happened in every affiliated town.

Fang Hao was building a large row of warehouses at his territory.

These warehouses were used by him to store weapons and equipment.

They were used for daily sales in the channel and Trade Alliance.

This time, the Bone Dragon brought a large amount of equipment and distributed them to various cities.

To trade for food, fur, cotton and other items needed in winter with the original inhabitants.

Once winter comes, there will be many refugees and bandits.

All the local villages and towns were forming temporary armed forces.

So, these things were selling well everywhere.

….

At the boundary of the Desolate Battlefield.

Dong Jiayue sat atop her Bone Horse, holding a bright silver spear, her eyes coldly watching the dozens of undead rotten corpses in front of her.

When the rotten corpses, swaying, walked towards them.

Dong Jiayue solemnly ordered, "Attack, kill these rotten corpses for me."

Crash!!

Behind her, twenty tall skeleton trolls and hundreds of skeleton warriors raised their weapons and charged.

The Wolf Fang Club in the trolls' hands swung, causing powerful wind blasts.

A single strike was enough to smash a rotten corpse's head into pieces.

The remaining skeleton warriors also rushed up quickly, wildly chopping with their swords.

Killing the rotting corpses was as easy as a walk in the park.

The skeleton soldiers returned to their positions, leaving behind only piles of rotten corpse mush at their original spot.

The battle was over!

Human soldiers then came up from the rear to collect the equipment and weapons on the rotting corpses.

They placed it on the cart behind.

Dong Jiayue sat on her horse, constantly gazing into the distance, "Damn it, where are these original native villages, where do I go to find people to exchange goods."

According to Fang Hao's request.

Dong Jiayue, along the edge of the Desolate Battlefield, was searching for the villages of the original inhabitants.

But after searching for two days, not a single village of living creatures was seen, only bizarre creatures emerged endlessly.

After these two days, she was basically cleaning up these strange monsters.

Moreover, she consolidated the nearby transmigrants' cities.

At present, there were already more than ten people under her command, you could say she was the lord with the most people under Fang Hao.

After cleaning the battlefield, Dong Jiayue waved her long spear and continued to say, "Continue along the road."

Crash!

The skeletons walked in neat steps, following behind Dong Jiayue.

Behind the skeletons were human soldiers driving carts.

At the same time, Dong Jiayue really enjoyed commanding skeleton soldiers.