I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 323: Chapter 325: Tycoon Army (4000 words) Chapter 323: Chapter 325: Tycoon Army (4000 words) “Kapu, are you sure you want to lead so many of your people to fight for the vampires?”

Kapu, who had just entered the room, paused upon hearing this. His sharp eyes beneath the lion’s head furrowed slightly.

He looked at the complex light in the eyes of the Fox Clan Shaman standing before him and nodded slightly.

“Shaman, I fight for His Majesty, but at the same time, I fight for the Lion Tribe.”

The Beastman Shaman, clad in a gray robe stitched from beast skins, fell silent.

The weathered face, lined with wrinkles, showed complexity and depth as his eyes fixed intently on Kapu.

“Beastmen used to fight only for themselves.”

Kapu shook his head, “That’s why every winter we faced food shortages, and we had people in the Frost Month who would never wake up again.”

After saying this, he took two steps forward, staring intensely at the Fox Clan Shaman before him, unwavering.

“Morton, the times have changed.”

Those words froze Sam in his tracks.

“I swear to the Beast God, if the Lion Tribe continues to live as it once did, we can only struggle to survive on barren wastelands.

“Morton, I have always regarded you as my mentor, you know this is not the Lion Tribe I want.”

Looking at the unshakable eyes on Kapu’s majestic lion head, the Shaman felt a tremor in his heart.

Just as he was about to say something, Kapu stepped back, turned, and walked to the window of the spacious stone house. He rested his hands on the open window frame, gazing at the sky forever shrouded in white mist over Dwarf Valley, his expression inexplicably touched.

“Morton, you watched me grow up.

I still remember my first hunt on the wasteland, with you by my side, I was six years old, and the prey was a grassland wolf twice my height…”

Morton Mist, the wrinkled-faced Shaman, showed a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

“Yes, those were beautiful memories, the old Clan Leader was still with us then…”

Kapu’s large frame almost completely covered the light streaming in from outside. From behind, his 18th Level Extraordinary Armor, stretched tight by his muscles, made this Beastman King look even more formidable.

His deep voice continued inside the house.

“After I killed that grassland wolf, you asked me, ‘What would you do if one day you became the Clan Leader of the Lion Tribe?'”

Morton’s gaze flickered slightly, then a hint of nostalgia appeared on his face.

You said, ‘You would ensure that every member of the Lion Tribe had enough to eat, that no beastman would die from hunger or cold in winter again…’

Everyone having enough to eat… seemed simple, but for beastmen living on barren wastelands, it was practically impossible.

The beastmen had long since lost their ancestral glory. Humans had driven them from rich lands to remote barren wastelands, where food was the most scarce resource.

Even in the largest tribe, it was impossible to provide enough food for every beastman, even in the Beastman Capital, where many beastmen were starving.

Kapu abruptly turned around, his gaze searing into Morton, “Now, under His Majesty’s rule, the Lion Tribe has started living the life I once swore to provide.

Morton, can you give me one reason why the Lion Tribe should not fight for Dawn City?”

Morton came beside Kapu; the stone house was built on a hill next to Dwarf Valley, providing a clear view of the entire valley.

Looking through the window towards the newly rebuilt city in Dwarf Valley, the faces of the beastmen on the streets radiated an unprecedented joy.

Morton opened his mouth to say something but closed it again after a moment.

After a long silence, he spoke hoarsely.

“What do you plan to do?”

“What to do?”

Kap shook his head, “Teacher Morton, this time you are coming back to Dawn City with me, I will introduce you to His Majesty.

With your wisdom,

you will shine all the more brilliantly in Dawn City.”

Morton looked deeply at Kap.

“Do you really have such confidence that the City Lord of Dawn City will reemploy an aging Beastman Shaman?”

“Teacher Morton, you taught me the rules of survival on the barren wastelands.

The victor will obtain everything…”

Kap’s words trailed off mid-sentence, and he turned and walked straight out the door.

“The future of the Lion Tribe is in our hands, the choice is yours, Teacher Morton, I hope you won’t stay forever in Dawn City this time.”

As he finished speaking, the Level 18 Beastman King did not linger; he promptly left, escorted by over ten guards at the doorway.

Outside, thousands of soldiers awaited his inspection; they were the last batch of warriors being sent to the Underworld in three days.

The victor will obtain everything? Conversely, the loser will lose everything…

Morton muttered this phrase to himself until Kap’s figure had disappeared, then the wizened shaman showed not anger, but a look of immense relief.

As a king who had led his people to survive on the wastelands, without firm resolve and ruthless measures, the tribe would soon collapse.

At this moment, Morton saw in Kap the very glow he had most hoped for.

“Kap, I am old now; I have been with the Lion Tribe for a sufficiently long time. Maybe, as you said, times have changed…”

That afternoon, the last batch of five thousand Beastman troops were flown to Giant Valley by Magic Language Bats.

And Kap returned to Dawn City with Morton alone.

However, unfortunately, Lide had left Dawn City a step ahead, going deep into the Underworld with the Bloodline.

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Looking at the huge military fortress in front of him that stood thirty-five blades high and completely enveloped the entrance to the Underworld, Lide’s expression was quite something.

“Are you saying that we have built ten such military fortresses in these eight months?”

Three days had passed since the hatching of the Bronze Egg.

After the upgrade of the Land of Bone-Burying, it was possible to open spatial channels at about a third of the distance inside the underground passage.

This greatly saved the effort of excavating the passages to the Underworld.

To accelerate the opening of the path to the Underworld, Lide had the construction department adopt a multi-pronged approach.

The entire underground passage was divided into ten sections, and then crews were arranged to dig from the middle outwards to both ends.

This allowed simultaneous construction at twenty points, greatly strengthening the progress of the work.

Adding to his integration of the entire power of Dawn City, under the ceaseless operation of the Sun Eye, this extensive underground passage was completely renovated in just three days.

The expanded passage averaged 8 swords in height and 15 swords in width, allowing both the Magic Language Bats and ground troops to march simultaneously.

Originally, this passage was considered spacious as it permitted Kosso, a giant of 7 swords, to pass through.

However, for the advancement of Dawn City’s grand army or for logistical support, and later for transporting the bodies of Cave Spiders, it was insufficient.

Therefore, opening up this passageway in the Underworld was necessary and urgent.

Lide had also, for the first time, directly felt the immense energy unleashed when he decided to use all of Dawn City’s power to accomplish something.

The most typical example was the military fortress in front of him, capable of housing three thousand warriors, and Frey even told him there were ten of these fortresses.

“Yes, Your Majesty,

this is a military fortress we have built using all our power over the past eight months.”

Although Frey had been managing trades between the Fishman Tribe and the Dwarf Hills, due to the complexity of the Underworld, he had been involved in its construction this past half year and was well-acquainted with every aspect.

“The Intelligence Command Center’s battle analysis department and the City Hall’s Think Tank always believed that to secure a foothold in the Underworld, a solid fortress was necessary as the spearhead of the operation.

These ten fortresses are extensions of our presence from Dawn City in the Underworld.”

“These ten fortresses are built staggered across mountains like interlocking canine teeth.

I swear to the Night Goddess, this is certainly the best military fortress we’ve ever built.”

Frey’s tone grew increasingly excited.

“The one we are in now is the main fortress, capable of housing 3000 troops, while the other nine are secondary fortresses, each capable of housing 1000 troops, arranged in a semicircular formation around the main fortress.

Should any enemy enter the attack range, they will at least face attacks from three fortresses.

This design will be a bloody meat grinder, devouring all enemies.”

As Frey spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately guards brought a layout map of the ten fortresses to Lide, then two warriors directly unrolled the map.

A detailed layout map appeared before Lide, showing the U-shaped military fortresses located about 300 swords apart from each other, packed tightly.

Just like an undulating U-shaped steel saw.

Frey pointed at the clear map, very proud.

“All the defense warriors of these ten fortresses are in place, primarily comprising Beastman troops, supplemented by human warriors from the King’s Blade.

Among them, the Magic Industry Research Institute’s airborne crossbows, after modifications, have been installed on the fortress walls and shooting holes.

Each secondary fortress has 300 crossbows, and since they are used on the ground, there’s no need to consider the load-bearing issues. The Magic Industry Research Institute made improvements; the current crossbows can now fire twenty bolts at a time, and their power has increased by 30%.

Each crossbow is equipped with 600 bolts, enough for 30 rounds of firing, and we’ve already established a crossbow manufacturing factory. Though not large, it can produce 100 crossbows and 5000 specialized bolts daily.”

“Apart from the crossbows, each fortress has also been equipped with 5000 First Circle Alchemy Bombs, which are from the alchemy factory’s stock destined for sealing and phasing out.

Since the Dawn Wings are already fully equipped with Second Circle Alchemy Bombs.”

“At the same time, each warrior stationed in the fortress is equipped with 10 Magic Scrolls for emergencies.”

“Moreover, the equipment worn by each warrior comes from the weapons factory, all of high quality and rare grade or above, with the leaders equipped with equipment of Perfect Level…”

After hearing Frey’s report, Lide looked quite impressed.

Even without having launched large-scale combat yet, he could already imagine the warriors slaughtering their way through the battlefield.

Because the army was almost armed to the teeth, the crossbows manufactured by the Magic Industry Research Institute were used to hunt large aerial units, and even a Level 10 Demon Beast wouldn’t survive unscathed if hit.

Now, each fortress was equipped with 300 crossbows, and each crossbow came with 600 bolts as a supplement.

This first point of firepower was formidable to the point of being peerless.

The second point of attack—the Alchemy Bomb goes without saying, Lide had personally tested it in the Dwarf Hills and a couple of thousand Alchemy Bombs could destroy nearly twenty thousand Centaur troops.

Now, each fortress was equipped with enough Alchemy Bombs to obliterate an army of forty to fifty thousand, the sheer level of this firepower could be described as insanely ruthless.

Moreover, even more luxuriously, each warrior was also equipped with 10 Magic Scrolls.

This was the epitome of extravagant luxury. Who in the Main Plane of Glory could afford to equip their front-line combat troops with 10 Magic Scrolls each?

Spending money like this was unheard of, in a small squad of ten, the squad leader having three to five Magic Scrolls was already considered top-tier elite equipment.

Now with each person having 10 Magic Scrolls, if this becomes known to the outside world, they would definitely think Lide has gone mad.

The last point was the equipment provided by the Dwarves, which, thanks to the Dwarf Factory, was the simplest point; every soldier was armed to the teeth with high-level equipment—shields, longswords, armor…

Every soldier without exception received the tightest protection.

Especially since most of the soldiers equipped were Beastmen, who were incredibly strong, the Dwarves specifically redesigned the equipment tailored for them, making it significantly thicker and more robust, elevating the defense substantially.

In the end, Lide was completely awe-stricken by his own extravagantly funded army.

If an army equipped to such lavish extents still couldn’t win, then he might as well dissolve Dawn City altogether.

Yet Frey’s introduction did not stop there.

“Behind each secondary fortress, we’ve excavated two passages that directly link to our main passage.

On the main passage, we’ve opened three underground spaces with a thousand blades’ diameter to store supplies.

In situations where the front line battles intensify, military and logistics supplies can be directly sent from these back passages into the interior of the fortress for support.

Moreover, these passages are all embedded with Alchemy Bombs; should the fortress fall, we can directly destroy these passages to block any escape routes.”

Upon hearing this, Lide was even more satisfied.

Warfare is all about logistics; unless the power disparity is too great or they are overwhelmed in one wave, logistics are crucial.

Clearly, these considerations were taken into account at the beginning of the military fortress designs.

“To enhance the combat power of the fortresses, we have deployed 50 Bloodline Spellcasters and 30 human Mages in each fortress.

And Magic Language Knights are always on standby in the caves, ready to launch 3000 Magic Language Bats loaded with Alchemy Bombs for bombing the moment there is a need.

The rapid-reloading attachments have been fully equipped; as long as the Magic Language Bats remain undamaged, after the first wave of bombing, a second round will be organized within ten minutes.

And 2000 Magic Language Bats will also take to the sky simultaneously to escort the bomb-carrying bats.”

Hearing this, Lide’s face was filled with smiles.

This cohesive coordination of land and air used almost every ounce of Dawn City’s current capacity.

One can imagine, under such a level of military force, just how fortified these ten military fortresses would be.

That rich vein of Magic Crystal, he had set his sights on it.

Dawn City with its enormous production and research capabilities versus the Cave Spiders who had occupied half a Plane and proliferated for countless years.

It seemed like one could feel the fiery sparks in the air even before the war had begun.