Ashen Dragon-Chapter 400 - 323 Military Industrial Group

Chapter 400: Chapter 323 Military Industrial Group

The battlefield wheelchair man saw the other party wavering, quickly put on a flattering smile, stepped forward, and opened another black, exquisitely crafted wooden box.

“Please take a look at this.”

Sachsie leaned forward curiously.

Inside lay a rifle similar to the “Enemy’s Bane.”

However, this rifle looked far more attractive than the one just displayed, with exquisite gilded engravings on the gun body and a cowhide-wrapped wooden stock.

The battlefield wheelchair man enthusiastically introduced:

“A distinguished gentleman like you certainly can’t use the same equipment as those cannon fodder.”

“So, the Empire specially launched this ‘Enemy’s Bane-III Model (Collector’s Edition).'”

“This product uses precious golden silk nanmu as the stock, hand-carved with gilded casing by Master Daimo, wrapped in natural cowhide. It will give you the ultimate luxurious experience, making every trigger pull smooth and satisfying.”

The battlefield wheelchair man placed the rifle in his hand, solemnly reciting the advertisement slogan:

“The Tulip in the flames of war, the intimate companion on the battlefield, the symbol of a man’s status and position, the reflection of noble temperament—Enemy’s Bane Collector’s Edition, you deserve it.”

“This…”

Before Sachsie could ask, the battlefield wheelchair man quickly responded:

“Since you are a new customer, I’ll give you a special offer: original price thirty gold coins, current price only twenty-one gold coins.”

Having said that, he placed the rifle back in the box and stuffed it into Sachsie’s arms.

“…”

“Alright, I’ll buy it.”

Sachsie took out a money pouch filled with gold coins from his robe and threw it directly to the other party.

As the chief diplomat of the Thrace Kingdom, this amount of money was nothing to him, and he was also interested in studying the Empire’s weapons.

“You are indeed generous!”

“No wonder you’re an important figure from the South!”

The battlefield wheelchair man quickly accepted the pouch, feeling its heavy weight and listening to the crisp sound of gold coins, beaming with joy at once.

Orders for regular firearms were tasks assigned by the Empire, but those so-called “collector’s editions” were his private deals, from which he received commissions for each one sold. No wonder he was so excited.

“These Thrace people really are suckers!”

Thinking of this, the battlefield wheelchair man once again put on a flattering smile and approached: “Gentlemen, would you be interested in learning about the ‘Royal Exclusive Edition’ of the ‘Enemy’s Bane’?”

“Handcrafted by masters within the church, the gun body made of pure gold and inlaid with magic diamonds. It’s said that even His Majesty Cassius’s treasure trove has one of the same model, currently priced at only nine thousand…”

“…”

Sachsie, after all, had some rationality and hadn’t forgotten his mission: “Do you have other types of weapons?”

“Of course!”

“The Empire’s armory will surely be an eye-opener for you.”

The battlefield wheelchair man replied with a smile, waving to the distance: “You, bring those ‘Thunder Hammers’ over here!”

“Yes.”

“Heave ho!”

An ogre from the heavy artillery battalion came walking slowly from a distance, carrying a black iron cannon, and dropped it on the ground.

The ogre scratched his head and casually patted the metal cannon’s body, producing a clang.

“Here you go, an Earth Cannon, I mean, Thunder Hammer.”

The battlefield wheelchair man’s smile became somewhat strained, but he quickly adjusted and introduced without changing his expression:

“You’ve come to the right place, the Imperial Arsenal has also launched the most advanced, most powerful product—the “Thunder Hammer-III Model (For External Sale).”

“With this weapon, we have conquered city after city, securing Anzeta.”

The battlefield wheelchair man waved his hand with high spirits, appearing somewhat heroic.

He turned and said to the ogre:

“You, demonstrate for this gentleman.”

“…”

The ogre stood still, looking down at him, making the surrounding air somewhat heavy.

The battlefield wheelchair man forced a smile, pulled out a few silver coins from his pocket, walked forward, and slipped them into the ogre’s thick hand.

Only then did the ogre nod in satisfaction, turned, and started loading the earth cannon.

“Boom!”

A deafening explosion was followed by billowing smoke.

A solid metal cannonball traced a beautiful arc in the air and landed in the distant, war-torn cannon range.

Dust and rubble flew in the distance, creating a deep pit on the ground.

“This is….”

Sachsie once again gaped.

This power was comparable to the Arcane Legion’s usual long-range attacks, equivalent to the destructive force of third or fourth-tier spells.

It was no wonder.

No wonder the Ashen Empire’s army could so easily overthrow the North.

With such weaponry, it was tantamount to adding a Caster Legion to their army, far surpassing the Northern Barbarians, who were still in the Magic Wilderness, in long-range attacks.

Thinking of this, Sachsie asked:

“This, how much does this weapon cost?”

In his memory, the former elven empire also had similar weapons, often engraved with magic runes, and extraordinarily expensive.

Such weapons were vital for siege and defense battles, perfect for fending off attacks in the battle for Sunshine City, far more important than the rifles shown earlier.

The battlefield wheelchair man simply laughed heartily.

“Only thirty gold coins.”

“If you buy more than a thousand units at once, we can offer a 15% discount.”

“Of course, we also have a collector’s edition of the ‘Thunder Hammer,’ with a gilded shell that brings you an unparalleled experience, whether you keep it in your mansion or take it to the battlefield…”

“…”

Sachsie fell silent again, his lips trembling slightly, unable to speak.

What had become of this world?

Did he remember incorrectly?

When exactly did magical creations become so cheap?

“This must be reported to His Majesty.”

“With the front lines in a tight spot, these weapons would greatly impact the war.”

Sachsie stood there, calculating in his mind.

The battlefield wheelchair man observed Sachsie’s reaction, unable to contain his excitement and joy—he felt he was about to complete an unprecedentedly large order.

…

Days later, the Empire received an unprecedentedly large order from the Thrace Kingdom, so enormous that even Ramp was amazed, marveling at the wealth of the South.

One million Enemy’s Bane-III Model rifles, twelve thousand Thunder Hammer-II Model cannons.

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Countless ammunition and cannonballs.

Totaling over one million four hundred thousand gold coins.

This order not only cleared out the outdated junk in the Imperial armory but also restarted twenty-two defunct production lines, creating thousands of new jobs.

One million four hundred thousand gold coins!

This massive profit shook the entire nation.

The next day, the Claudeau United Military Industrial Conglomerate was established in Isdalia.

With the Imperial Mansion as its headquarters, controlled mainly by the Emperor himself, it received technical and financial support from the Military Department and the Department of Technology, mainly responsible for manufacturing arms and coordinating sales with the Imperial Southern Continent Company.

Those with titles of nobility had priority in purchasing shares of the conglomerate.

For a time, driven by official kingdom propaganda and enormous profit, the Dragonblood Nobility eagerly invested, set off a buying frenzy.

They invested their war bounties in it, sweeping the already scarce shares of the conglomerate off the market, becoming shareholders of the Claudeau Military Industrial Group.

The influx of large sums of money led to the rapid establishment of military factories across the Empire, expanding the military-industrial base, gradually becoming an industry to which tens of thousands of people owed their livelihoods.

In just a few days, under the mysterious hand of the Empire, a colossal interest group had begun to take shape, revealing its ferocious face.