Lord of All People: Am I the only one in the Fallen Empire?

[Your war contribution increases by 1000]

[Your war contribution increases by 1000]

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Gao Qiang yawned vaguely. He went to bed too late at night, causing Gao Qiang to sleep soundly until the afternoon.

However, as soon as I woke up, there was information that the two contributions had increased by one thousand.

At the same time, hundreds of messages were followed, increasing more or less war contributions.

Gao Qiang scratched his head and enjoyed the face wash brought by the waiter.

So, who did Jiuluo stabbed in the den of the dead and gave him so many contribution points?

The existence that can provide 1000 full contribution points is obviously not an ordinary lord, at least not those guys who are just messing around.

Now on the human race's rankings, Gao Qiang's war contribution has risen to nearly 50,000, which is enough to make Gong Xingjian jealous to the point of madness.

Without him, Gongxing Sword, which currently ranks second in the rankings, only has 5112 points of contribution.

The third place is even more pitiful, but its contribution of 82 points is less than a fraction of the two.

It can be said that if Gongxing Sword had not contributed a miraculous item, it would definitely not be much better than the third place now.

However, it was clear that he was the first to acquire the miraculous items, and it was he who proposed the establishment of the Shangji Alliance.

Obviously his Gongxing Sword has seized all the opportunities in this game, so why does Gao Qiang stand at the top of the list?

Gao Qiang, who was missed by Gong Xingjian, found Hai Youqin who was counting supplies after washing up.

At this moment, there are several skulls on Haiyouqin's table, all of them are lords from the undead tribe.

"You actually still keep them?" Gao Qiang couldn't help but laugh.

"Collecting hobby."

Hai Youqin smiled nonchalantly, then arranged a few skulls and placed them on a shelf nearby.

"By the way, Lord Lord came to see me for something?"

"Just curious."

Gao Qiang looked at Hai Youqin who was in working mode.

According to the supplies stored in the Fallen Empire.

If it is only for the consumption of more than 10,000 people, squandering regardless of consumption is not a problem at all.

Hai Youqin, the supplies officer, has no need to count supplies.

She had always done this before.

But after discussing it with Grandma Zuzhu, Haiyouqin got into working mode as she is now.

"Is something going to happen next?"

Facing Gao Qiang's inquiry, Hai Youqin nodded.

"My mother-in-law told me."

"I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, and I'm not sure if it will happen."

"but......"

"The nobles are about to wake up."

Gao Qiang looked at Hai Youqin's expression. What Hai Youqin said about the nobles waking up seemed to be a very scary thing for her.

Because Gao Qiang even saw the seriousness on Hai Youqin's face.

Like Hai Youqin, who had a premonition or something, there was also Jiuluo who was far away in the horizon.

Holding the reins of the Tyrannosaurus Rex together with the knight, Jiuluo couldn't help but look back in the direction of the Wall of Sighs.

"Lord Jiuluo." The sneer voice of the soft head made Jiuluo return to his expressionless state.

It was precisely because of the treachery of the weaklings that Jiuluo effortlessly rampaged through the birthplace of the undead, and even crushed to death a person who was also a cadre of the cemetery.

It can be said that if there were no cartilage, even if the Tyrannosaurus Rex team could still run rampant here, they would not be able to find those cadres so accurately.

"How are things going?" Jiuluo glanced at Zhutongtou.

"Everything you asked has been done."

The soft-headed man opened and closed his mouth and chuckled.

"I have informed the lords who came to support us to meet at the place you ordered."

"The rest is just for you to check it out."

"Okay." Jiuluo nodded.

As for the hundred thousand skeleton warriors mentioned by Zhutongtou, Jiuluo didn't take them seriously at all.

Things that cannot break the defense will still not be able to break the defense no matter how much they come.

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"That loser Feiqi can clearly unite an army of 50,000 from the surrounding lords, but he still has to wait for me to gather before he dares to attack."

Chester, who had just retreated from the battlefield with the jackals, couldn't help but curse.

Facing an all-out war with gnolls, although dangerous, is also a good opportunity to gain war contribution points.

After the war game is over, the lord can gain a lot of benefits based on his war contribution.

Whether it is to increase the personal qualities of the lord, improve the attributes of the territory, or even obtain props that can be taken to other battlefields.

As long as the war contribution is high enough, any wonderful or weird things may be randomly obtained.

As a result, because of what he said in the council chamber, "Give me an army of 100,000 people. If you can't defeat the opponent, you will exhaust the opponent to death," which led to him being successfully targeted by the Supreme.

Now facing the Fallen Empire's mere 20 cavalry attacks on the undead tribe's hinterland, the Supreme actually gave him the power to mobilize a hundred thousand skeleton warriors and asked him to lead some lords to return reinforcements.

But this is different from Fitch's idea.

Facing any fallen empire, Chester was quite confident.

According to the forum battle report and the description of the weakling Fitch, the enemy only had twenty riders.

Never mind how strong these twenty riders are.

100,000 to 20, 5,000:1 headcount ratio, the advantage is mine!

Even if he couldn't defeat him, how could his 100,000-strong army exhaust the opponent to death?

"Speaking of which, the meeting place chosen by Fitch, the soft bone, is quite good."

Chester was a little surprised when he saw the meeting place that Fitch pointed out to him in the chat box.

This place is an open plain, and it is absolutely impossible to carry out any ambush. It is very suitable for large troops to station.

Although Chester doesn't care about ambush and the like, the fact that he can choose this place just proves that Fitch has a good vision.

"That soft bone is quite something." Chester admitted Fitch for once.

If it were normal times, among the cadres in the entire cemetery, Fitch would definitely be one of the cadres he despised the most.

"But he is not even one ten-thousandth as good as you, Lord Chester."

The undead lord on the side flattered.

Compared with Fitch, Chester's reputation in the cemetery is even worse.

Almost every undead lord around Chester understands that he is fond of boasting.

He can praise others, but he will never allow others to praise the existence other than himself, except the Supreme.

The reason why he can become a cadre of the Great Cemetery is because his territory type is quite excellent.

[Endless: When there are corpses in your territory, every time you lose an undead unit, you will revive an undead unit in your territory. ]

This is also why Chester likes to talk about numbers.

Because there is no loss, with Chester's continuous recruitment, his territory has already mastered a number of warriors far exceeding that of other undead lords.

So he is eager to prove himself that he can defeat all stubborn enemies with numbers!