Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 672 - 060: War

Austin's rise was so peculiar and swift that even the Beastmen under his command found it incredible.

In just twenty years,

he established a Blue Dragon Kingdom in the Barbaric Zone, a feat that left everyone in awe.

It must be understood,

at the beginning, the Beastmen chose to serve under Austin not only because they could fill their stomachs but also partly because they hoped to bask in the shadow of a mighty figure.

Yet, no one dared to imagine that they would witness the process of the great Austin establishing a Kingdom from scratch within their lifetime.

Twenty years may seem long to ordinary humans.

But for long-lived species like dragons, it's merely a nap's worth of time.

During these days,

the Blue Dragon Kingdom broke through the Border Great Wall, its forces threatening the Southern Countries. Under the clouds that shadowed the skies, Austin's legendary rise in the southern Central Earth World began to spread widely.

A Blue Young Dragon in the south,

spent twenty years establishing a Beastman Kingdom on the Forest Land.

Many people, upon first hearing this news, thought someone was joking with them.

How could this be possible?

But as the news spread, the undeniable truth stood before them, leaving no room for disbelief.

This has caused countless amazement.

Though dragons have some natural advantages in command, for one to single-handedly create such a formidable force in the south within twenty years is enough to intimidate anyone.

Suddenly,

in the southern nations of the Central Earth World, taverns were bustling as minstrels sang tales of the southern Blue Dragon's legend, and countless adventurers eagerly discussed the situation.

Some supported, others opposed.

Some feared, while others worshipped.

All walks of life, varied and abundant.

Of course, some were disdainful as well.

"Haha, just a mere Young Dragon intimidates you like this? What a bunch of losers. Just wait and see! Our White Wolf Mercenary Corps has accepted the dragon-slaying mission granted by the Frandy Duchy. Watch how I bring back that dragon's head!"

In a certain tavern, a burly bald man laughed heartily and gulped down a mouthful of liquor.

Looking at the silent gazes around him, full of mockery.

In this world,

there will never be a shortage of certain arrogant fools who think they know it all.

And indeed, this is the case.

The day the hundred thousand troops organized by the Southern Eight Nations were destroyed outside the Border Great Wall proved only the might of the Dragon Nest Legion, not the prowess of the Blue Young Dragon behind it.

Just a mere Blue Young Dragon, how formidable can it be?

If the plan was meticulous enough, you could potentially infiltrate the capital of the Blue Dragon Kingdom and execute a decapitation strike.

The tasks posted at the Mercenary Union by the Southern Eight Nations offered, besides rich monetary rewards, also titles!

For a moment,

the undercurrents were surging.

Many mercenaries, adventurers, and even certain legendary Dragon Slayer families, driven by money, interests, and fame, secretly headed south, seeking an opportunity to hunt the ruler of the Blue Dragon Kingdom.

The waves in the shadows have never ceased.

But what was happening in the undercurrents of the southern Central Earth World wasn't known to Belos.

The Blue Dragon Kingdom has been stable recently.

While gathering disaster victims, it expanded massively and simultaneously invaded the lands of nearby noble lords, cleaning up the remnants of the medieval feudal society.

The Southern Countries showed no reaction to this.

Everything seemed unusually peaceful.

However,

Belos, now serving as an inspection officer in the military, knew this was merely the calm before the storm!

"How are things going, is everything ready?"

Waving away the outsiders, Belos asked his human colleague behind him.

"The materials have been mostly stocked; we're just waiting for the orders from above. Everything is prepared!"

Speaking of serious matters,

the man's expression became solemn as he answered.

"Good, don't slack off. Plans seem smooth, but prepare for the possibility of exposure..."

Belos's voice deepened and gradually lowered.

From the high platform,

one couldn't hear what the two were discussing.

A long-dormant scheme was slowly unfolding.

If there were professional spies here,

perhaps they could uncover the clues hidden in the small town gathering point of disaster victims.

Every two to three days, the massive Steel Giant Beast convoy spewed smoke, extending miles, transporting numerous materials from the rear into this expanding town.

Externally, it was said to be a grain transport convoy.

The laborers among the workforce wouldn't suspect anything.

However,

the size of the convoy's shipments could indeed meet the need of the entire town's labor consumption, yet these convoys of Steel Giant Beasts persisted in their frequent transportation.

If it were just grain, the quantity transported would have long exceeded the need of the gathered laborers in the town!

The unloading site is in a secluded valley just outside the expanding town.

The laboring disaster victims like Bill couldn't get inside the tightly guarded valley.

Nor could they see,

of the materials being unloaded from the convoy, only a small portion was actually grain, while the rest were Alchemy Bullets, Alchemy Cannonballs, and sealed Alchemy Cannons!

Moreover,

every time the convoy entered,

the number of Magic Internal Combustion Engine Vehicles returning always decreased by more than half.

If someone were to enter the valley, they'd find the entire valley floor covered with numerous Steel Giant Beasts!

And the expanding town where Belos was located was not an exception.

Using the Border Great Wall as the rear base, the Blue Dragon Legion established over thirty small towns outside the Border Great Wall, gathering disaster victims from the front lines while secretly preparing certain operations without anyone knowing.

A large amount of military supplies was secretly moved to the front line without the Southern Countries noticing!

...

Border Great Wall,

front line,

Headquarters, command post.

"Is everything ready? The date of initiation is approaching; we can't afford any mishaps."

Military officers in uniform were coming and going, the tables piled with stacks of papers, and the sound of chatter continually spread.

"Reporting from the front line, resources are ready; the intelligence department has also compiled the map information and is waiting for orders."

"Troops are trained and assembled!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Good!"

Quik, the fox-faced Chief of Staff, stood up, and everyone around stopped their work, focusing their gaze on Quik.

"Then, let's begin!"

With a command issued,

the army,

was deployed thunderously.