Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

Chapter 57 Opponent
There is an old saying that goes, those who understand current affairs are heroes.

Faced with the monstrous Kevin, the middle-aged man decisively chose to kneel down and surrender, and the five guards simply threw away the swords in their hands.

They were already outnumbered, and there were monsters on the other side. How could they possibly fight? They might as well just surrender and save their lives.

"Very good. Organize the people in the camp to pack their luggage and board the ship."

Karen glanced at the camp leader who slid down to his knees quickly and gave the order directly.

It should be a lot easier to let this guy be in charge of the organization. The reason why he was spared is to squeeze out his last bit of usefulness.

"Where to go?"

The middle-aged man asked in surprise.

He originally thought that he only needed to spend a little money to get rid of these uncles who didn't know where they came from, but these guys actually wanted to pack them up and take them away?!

"Do not ask."

Kevin raised his arm and pretended to slap, and the frightened middle-aged man quickly hugged his head and kept shouting "yes, yes, yes".

With the "assistance" of the cavalry, the entire camp was quickly mobilized, and the immigrants who were awakened from their sleep looked panicked.

After seeing the camp leader still alive, they did calm down a little. This was the reason for saving this guy's life.

The immigrant team quickly boarded the ship. This ship was slightly smaller than the previous slave ship. Although it was also a three-masted sailing ship, it obviously had more cargo space.

The number of immigrants in this camp is not as many as the last slave camp, less than 200 people. It is estimated that they plan to absorb people while building the camp.

The ship sailed into the sea and headed towards Wangbo Port. One of the ten cavalrymen took a part-time job to learn a lot of sailor knowledge. He stood by the helm holding the nautical chart drawn by Wangbo Port, navigating for the sailors and responsible for keeping an eye on the approximate direction of travel.

The ship sailed for a distance and soon arrived at the sea area near the last slave camp. Then they encountered three large ships, which were obviously larger than the one under their feet.

"This is?"

Karen frowned. His dark vision allowed him to see everything clearly in the night. The flags flying on the three ships in the distance were the same.

"A yellow elk leaping on a black background. Whose family crest is this?"

Karen asked Uther. The distance was a bit far and Uther obviously couldn't see clearly yet.

"It's the Duke of Durham."

Uther's face darkened when he heard this. These three ships all belonged to the Duke of Drum.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the slaves before were just the vanguard, and within a few days, the ships behind them caught up.

But what was different from what he expected was that Duke Drum's attention to this place was beyond common sense. The news of the slave team's destruction must not have been reported back yet, so these three ships were supposed to come anyway. Four ships were sent here in a few days.
If they just want to build a plantation, they don't need so many people. What exactly does Duke Durham want to do?
“It’s getting interesting.”

Karen laughed. It was obvious that this Duke of Durham wasn't planning to build a plantation. So what was he planning to do? To imitate Stone Forest Port? To build a trading port like Stone Forest Port?
This is absolutely unacceptable to Wangbo Port. Karen cannot accept the existence of settlements of other forces within the 50-kilometer coastline on both sides of Wangbo Port. This is also the main area he is currently sweeping.

The location Duke Durham had chosen was only thirty kilometers from Wangbo Harbor. At that distance, another city couldn't possibly overlap with Wangbo Harbor. "You guys go on as normal. I'll go take a look."

After giving a simple instruction, Karen changed his form and turned into a small blood-red bat. He quickly blended into the night and flew towards the three ships.

Karen had just approached the leading ship when he sensed an aura that made him feel disgusted. There was no doubt that it was the aura of the "Lord of the Dawn". There was someone from the "Church of the Radiant Dawn" on this ship, and he should be at least an archbishop.

The archbishop is equivalent to a fifth-level priest. The general church institutions have similar levels. Cardinals, patriarchs, patriarchs, provincial archbishops, metropolitans, archbishops, diocesan bishops, priests, deacons, and exorcists correspond to levels one to ten. Above them is the Pope.

Karen approached and did not sense any protective magic. He hovered above the deck for a while. Just with a quick glance, he could tell that the other party was definitely not going to build a plantation because the proportion of soldiers was a bit too much.

There are about thirty soldiers on this ship. If there are the same number on all three ships, there will be at least a hundred armed forces.

Karen went to take a look around the other two boats and quickly came to a conclusion.

Indeed, the other two ships had no fewer soldiers than the first.

The armed forces of these three ships must have a total of at least one hundred people, while the number of ordinary immigrants on the three ships was only seven or eight hundred at most. Adding the more than two hundred slaves at the beginning, this number was obviously seriously excessive for a plantation.

How big a plantation would it take to employ so much labor, especially when the farming technology is so low?

The most important thing is that there is also an archbishop-level pastor of the "Church of the Dawn" on board.

Did a plantation need a chaplain of this caliber? Are you kidding me? Praying to a bunch of slaves?

Karen was basically certain that the Duke of Durham was obviously planning to build a port city here, modeled after the Stone Forest Port.

Money can move people's hearts. The success of Stone Forest Port must have stimulated many people. Duke Durham has already been developing the New World, so there is no reason for him not to build one himself to try.

Karen didn't stay long to avoid alerting the enemy, and returned to his own boat.

The three ships of the Duke of Durham ignored them and sailed straight towards the coast, obviously looking down on their things.

"Lord Karen? What on earth is this?"

Seeing Karen transformed into human form again, Uther hurried over to ask.

"Yes, the competition is here."

Karen replied, which made Uther's expression heavy. Duke Drum is a very strong opponent, and he is not at the same level as the colonists he dealt with before.

"I didn't expect to run into an opponent of this level so soon."

Uther sighed, but there was nothing he could do. It was impossible for them to move. The construction of Wangbo Port was already on track, and Duke Drum would be the one to move later.

If anyone has to move, it will definitely be the latecomers.

"Fortunately, we're only facing the colonists sent by Duke Drum, rather than fighting them within the empire. Duke Drum can't use his full strength, but we can."

Uther cheered up. In this new world, they might be able to fight against Duke Durham. Besides, didn't they have Lord Karen behind them?
(End of this chapter)