The officials from both sides argued until their faces turned red. In the end, they had no choice but to discuss with the people of the Dongsheng Pavilion. Clang!
Soon, the Dongsheng Pavilion confirmed that Xusheng's private soldiers belonged to the civil rank. If they exceeded the Confucian rank by five hundred, he would get a thousand. The Jingguo's private soldiers would be handled by Jingguo.
In the end, both sides of the court took a step back. Fang Yun received a total of three thousand private soldiers. One thousand of them would be handled by Fang Yun himself, while the other two thousand would be filled by soldiers sent by Jingzhong.
This meant that if Fang Yun had the ability, he could recruit powerful forces.
The civil rank private soldiers not only included barbarians, but also human scholars!
Fang Yun already knew that the Notre-Dame would send two Hanlin Scholars and four Jinshi to serve as his private soldiers. They were all members of the War Temple and were extremely good at fighting.
At this point, the Minister of the Left's plan to reduce Fang Yun's private soldiers had completely failed.
Once Fang Yun could recruit a thousand civil rank private soldiers and two thousand officials' private soldiers, his strength would not be inferior to an ordinary army of ten thousand. It would be almost impossible to kill him outside the range of the Holy Temple.
However, the officials' private soldiers were supported by Jingguo, while the civil rank private soldiers were completely supported by him. There were almost no scholars who raised too many barbarian soldiers. Even the Confucians would raise at most a dozen barbarian marquises. Barbarian generals and barbarian commanders were of no use to them.
This way, he would not have to spend too much, and at the same time, he could guarantee that he would have subordinates he could order around.
Fang Yun had not considered how many private soldiers he would raise, but since the Holy Clans were willing to give them to him and he could support them, there was no need to refuse.
Fang Yun collected the list of gifts and summed up the final number of barbarian soldiers that the Holy Clans had given him.
There were four barbarian marquises, thirty barbarian commanders, and one hundred and forty barbarian generals. Based on the calculation that each private soldier would have three family members, Fang Yun would have to raise about nine hundred barbarians.
If he only raised the barbarians as ordinary soldiers, the cost would naturally not be high, but he had to raise them well. In order to make their descendants loyal, the cost was more than ten times. Whether it was accommodation, food, weapons, or clothing, they had to be of good quality. Furthermore, they had to satisfy all the requirements of the private soldiers. It was impossible to treat them as slaves.
"Raising a private army is also a difficult matter." Fang Yun sighed softly and looked out the window. The window had already been repaired.
Ao Huang's voice came from the courtyard. "What's so difficult about it? This dragon will go to your fief and beat up the entire family of those barbarian soldiers. I guarantee it will be easy. "
Fang Yun's eyes lit up. He said, "Ao Huang. How about I hire you as the instructor of my private army? They specialize in training those private soldiers. "
"As expected of Fang Zhenguo. Be it wisdom or insight, this dragon admires you greatly!"
Ao Huang's way of praising himself made many people in the Fang family laugh out loud.
Fang Yundao: "I'll leave the six thousand Flood Dragon Horses to you. Oh right, you have to give me thirty amphibious aquatic demons as my private army. Forget about the dragonmen, can you give me a few flood dragons? Dragons, I don't want them. "
Ao Huang thought for a while and said, "I definitely can't get pure-blooded Dragons. Flood dragons … even if you dare to use them, we won't feel at ease giving them to you. How about this, I'll think of a way to get you some barbarians with the bloodline of Dragons. We Dragons … that thing, you know, there are many types. I'll go and contact Prime Minister Turtle right now. I'll ask him to get you a hundred Dragon Vein Barbarians. "
"Alright!" Fang Yun was overjoyed.
The Dragon Vein Barbarians were an extremely powerful race. Some even said that the first ancestor god of the demon race, Luan Mang, had the bloodline of Dragons.
Fang Yun knew that the Dragon Palace had been nurturing the Dragon Vein Barbarians. Just in the East Sea alone, there were five large islands for the Dragon Vein Barbarians to live in. The number of Dragon Vein Barbarians on the five large islands was more than five hundred million.
During the Battle of Two World Mountain, the Dragons mobilized more than ten million Dragon Vein Barbarians to help.
Pure-blooded Dragons were few in number and the flood dragons were unreliable. The Dragons relied on the Dragon Vein Barbarians to guard the various ancient lands of the Dragons.
Ao Huang said again, "When the time comes, I'll get you more Dragon Balls to eat. If your dragon aura is stronger, the Dragon Vein Barbarians won't have any problems."
Fang Yun nodded. After many years of taming and nurturing under the Dragons' secret technique, the Dragon Vein Barbarians had a huge weakness. That was, their strength would be greatly reduced when facing pure-blooded dragons. They would be completely restrained by the pure-blooded Dragons. Therefore, they had a natural respect for the pure-blooded dragons.
"I've eaten so many Dragons Balls. You Dragons won't come after me in the end, right?" Fang Yun asked.
"It's fine. It's a gift for you anyway. You can eat it if you want. No one can stop you. A hundred Dragon Vein Barbarians is too little. Round it up to two hundred. All of them are Demon Commanders. "
"This … Wouldn't it be too expensive?"
Fang calculated and found that a Dragon Blood Demon Barbarian Commander was worth at least one Han Lin Wen Treasure. With two hundred added together, the Holy Clans were willing to use the Great Confucian Treasure to exchange for the Barbarian Demons that had been tamed to breed.
"Xusheng has finally appeared in the human race. His future is limitless. Of course, we Dragons have to be on good terms with him! We don't have any competition with you. You didn't kill the pure-blooded Dragons either. Of course, I'm only talking about the East Sea Dragon Palace. As for the West Sea Dragon Palace, it's different. You have to be careful of them. "
"I know that."
Fang Yun was about to continue studying when he received a letter from Chang Dongyun.
Chang Dongyun had helped him escape from the battle and then left the academy. Fang Yun gave him a Hidden Edge Poem that helped Chang Dongyun win when he was ambushed by the Barbarians.
Fang Yun was stunned when he saw the letter. He didn't expect Chang Dongyun to send him a letter like this.
"Dongyun greets Brother Fang. If Brother Fang is recruiting private soldiers, I'm willing to serve you."
Fang Yun was very puzzled, because very few people in the human race were willing to be a private soldier. Being a private soldier meant that they would be entangled with all kinds of chores, which meant that they would almost lose the opportunity to be promoted. Only those scholars who had no hope of promotion and had difficulties in the officialdom would be willing to be a private soldier to accumulate capital for their descendants.
Chang Dongyun had a bright future and had a high chance of becoming a Hanlin Scholar. He shouldn't be a private soldier.
However, Fang Yun thought for a moment and suddenly understood. He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
Chang Dongyun was gambling with his own future.
If Fang Yun became a Saint, then Chang Dongyun would definitely receive guidance from the Half-saint. It was very likely that he would become a Grand Scholar. His descendants would also have a relatively strong relationship with the Half-saint clan.
Moreover, almost everyone knew that following Fang Yun would be able to learn real knowledge.
If he lost, it would just be a little more difficult for him to become a Hanlin Scholar.
Fang Yun didn't immediately reply. Instead, he continued reading.
Early the next morning, Fang Yun received many messages one after another.
"Fang Xusheng, I have a distant relative who is a High Scholar. He highly admires you and is willing to be your private soldier. Can you help me?" The person who sent the letter was County Magistrate Cai He.
Fang Yun still hadn't decided, but Cai He's face appeared in his mind. He suddenly smiled and replied, "I'm lacking an advisor and advisor. Lend me Advisor Xiang for a year. Otherwise, there's no need to talk about anything!"
"You …"
Soon after, his uncle Fang Shouye sent a letter.
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