I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 66 --Marching Against the Mid-Tier Dwarven Tribes

Chapter 66: Chapter66-Marching Against the Mid-Tier Dwarven Tribes

Daniel raised an eyebrow.

A stronghold comparable to a human main city, personally guarded by the Dwarven High Warlord...

And an army of 1.8 million!

Indeed, this would be a tough nut to crack.

Victor spoke up.

"However, they’re not invincible."

"Around Ironforge, there are 37 small-to-medium Dwarven tribes, ranging from basic cities to First-Rank Cities."

"These tribes are obstacles on our march, but also..."

He looked at Alan.

Alan continued.

"...they’re excellent training grounds."

"Your Grace, we have drafted the operational plan."

He unfurled another map, dense with arrows and markers.

[Operational Plan Overview]

Phase 1: Clear the Periphery

Objective: Eliminate 37 small-to-medium tribes surrounding Ironforge

Force Composition: Doom Legion (5 million adventurers) as main force, Polaris Legion provides support

Mission Goal: Defeat enemies, pillage resources, and train adventurer units

Estimated Duration: 7 days

Phase 2: Siege of Ironforge

Objective: Cut off Ironforge from the outside world

Force Composition: Polaris Legion as main force; Doom Legion handles vanguard and attrition

Mission Goal: Contain without direct assault, deplete enemy resources, wait for the right opportunity

Estimated Duration: 3–5 days

Phase 3: Full Assault

Objective: Capture Ironforge, eliminate the Dwarven High Warlord

Force Composition: Full army engagement

Mission Goal: Completely destroy Dwarven main forces, pillage population and resources

Estimated Duration: 1–2 days

...

Each phase contained detailed troop movements and siege arrangements, showcasing the professionalism of the three generals.

Daniel nodded slightly at the plan.

"Good thinking."

He looked at Hudson.

"Hudson, anything you wish to add?"

Hudson’s voice was grave.

"Your Grace, I have a concern."

"Speak."

"The defenses of Ironforge are formidable. Dwarven war machines are renowned across the continent."

"Their walls are equipped with at least 500 gold-grade or higher ballistae and trebuchets."

"They also possess unique machines: [Thunder Cannon] and [Lava Thrower], whose power rivals platinum-grade."

"A frontal assault will result in heavy casualties."

Daniel paused for a second. Then he smiled.

"Casualties?"

He opened his bag and pulled out a scroll.

[Seraphic Revival (Supreme-Grade)]

Effect: Sacrifice a large amount of gold coins to revive any dead NPC.

"Hudson, do you know what this is?"

Hudson froze.

Daniel said calmly:

"With this, I can revive fallen warriors. Our troops can fight for the Empire without hesitation, spilling blood freely!"

"Need resources? I have money."

"Need more soldiers? I can recruit them."

"Need strength? One battle and we have it."

He tucked away the scroll and looked into the distance.

"I don’t fear losses."

"What I fear is not having a chance to train."

Hudson drew a deep breath.

He looked Daniel in the eye and saluted solemnly.

"Your Grace, you are brilliant!"

Victor and Alan were also thrilled.

"So, Your Grace, when do we depart?"

Daniel looked at the map, placing his finger on Ironforge.

"Now!"

...

Bearclaw Highlands, North Wind Howling

A 6 million-strong army advanced steadily.

At the front was Doom Legion’s 5 million adventurers, a black mass stretching beyond sight.

They were divided into hundreds of formations, each commanded by an officer, and all coordinated under Vice Legion Commander Alan.

Despite the massive numbers, there was no chaos.

Daniel stood atop a small hill at the rear, nodding with satisfaction.

"Alan, well done."

Alan grinned beside him.

"Your Grace, these players may not be individually strong, but they follow orders."

"I set rules: disobedience results in expulsion; good performance earns guild points."

"With sufficient rewards, obedience is guaranteed!"

Daniel nodded.

Indeed, Alan had grasped the players’ weak points.

As long as guild points and rewards were in place, they would obey—even running unarmed into enemy lines wouldn’t be a problem.

Behind the players was Polaris Legion’s 1 million NPC army.

This was the true elite force.

All units were level 80+, fully equipped and highly trained.

Infantry formations, archer formations, cavalry formations, mage corps, summoners, priests...

All worked in harmony, moving with precision.

Most striking of all were the War Machines at the center.

Over 300 trebuchets, ballistae, and shield wagons, operated by specialized engineer units, advanced steadily.

Many were platinum-grade machines personally crafted by Daniel, each devastatingly powerful.

"Report—!"

A mounted scout galloped in and reined before Hudson.

"General Hudson, a Dwarven tribe spotted 20 li ahead!"

"Mid-tier City scale, approx. 100,000 troops, walled defenses!"

Hudson’s spirits lifted.

"It’s finally arrived."

He looked at Daniel.

"Your Grace, shall we attack?"

Daniel nodded.

"Follow the plan."

...

Anvil Tribe – Mid-Tier City Dwarven Settlement

Built into the mountains, surrounded by a 20-meter stone wall, with archer towers every 100 meters.

Dwarven warriors lined the walls, axes and warhammers in hand, eyes vigilant.

In the center, a massive forge belched smoke, clanging sounds of hammering never ceasing.

Anvil Chieftain Bronzebeard stood on the wall, brow furrowed.

"Humans... why are they attacking us?"

He could not understand.

The Dwarves had been secretly supporting goblin activities, but in a very discreet manner.

Humans should not have discovered this so quickly.

Yet the evidence was before him.

Scouts reported that millions of troops were advancing toward Anvil Tribe.

"Chieftain, what should we do?"

A dwarf officer asked anxiously.

Bronzebeard took a deep breath.

"Alert Ironforge of the human attack immediately and request reinforcements!"

"Also, order preparations for battle! Activate all war machines!"

"Let the humans witness the might of dwarves!"

With his command, the war machines on the walls activated.

[Dwarven Thunder Cannon (Platinum-Grade) ×50]

A unique Dwarven magical artillery piece, crafted from silver-grade and thundersteel, engraved with lightning runes.

Fires a compressed lightning sphere that explodes on impact.

Range: 1,000m

Attack Power: 25,000

Special Effect: Lightning explosion radius 50m, double damage to metal armor

[Dwarven Lava Thrower (Platinum-Grade) ×80]

A special trebuchet launching molten lava spheres mined from the earth’s core.

Explodes on impact, splattering lava that burns continuously.

Range: 800m

Attack Power: 20,000

Special Effect: Splash damage, burns for 10 seconds

[Dwarven Steam Repeater (Gold-Grade) ×200]

A Dwarven engineering marvel, powered by steam to rapidly fire bolts, far faster than ordinary ballistae.

Range: 600m

Firing Rate: 30 bolts/min

Attack Power: 5,000

Special Effect: Pierces +2 targets