"Your Lord!"

Emily squealed sweetly, her eyes sparkling, and her eyebrows squeezed together.

Wren trembled all over her at her call, and knew her thoughts all the better.

It was previously agreed that the Dragonstone Mercenary Group could take one-tenth of all the taxes levied in the territory.

He forced the Modu nobles to hand over one million gold guilders, which was clearly stated that it was a supplementary tax, and naturally it had to be distributed to the Dragonstone mercenary group, and there was no way to deny it.

"Don't worry, I won't hack your money. ”

Wren was a little depressed, took out the golden ticket from the ring, and prepared to count out the twenty thousand gold shields.

"I know that my lord is a man who keeps his promises. Emilys' smile became sweeter, she looked at the golden ticket in Wren's hand, and asked, "I don't want the golden ticket, can you give me the golden shield?"

Wren paused, nodded and said, "Yes, but the golden shield needs to be counted......"

"It's okay, leave it to me. Emily waited for Wren to take out a box and immediately open it and count it, looking satisfied.

In a few minutes, she counted out five thousand gold guilders and reluctantly handed them to Wren.

Then take the remaining 20,000 gold from the box.

Wren watched the box disappear into Emilys's hand, and couldn't help but feel a little painful, the money had just arrived in his hands and had not been warmed up, and it had become someone else's.

Thinking that in the future, every year the Modu nobles handed over 200,000 gold to themselves, they would have to give a sum to Emilys, and Wren was distressed.

Not to mention that during the period of cooperation with the Dragonstone Mercenary Group, the taxes collected will still have to be shared.

"Damn, it's a big loss!"

Wren thought to himself, to establish his own armed forces as soon as possible, to end the employment relationship with the Dragonstone Mercenary Group, in the future, the 200,000 gold dong a year, maybe there will be no need to divide.

"Emily," he said, rolling his eyes, "You have made so much money in vain, and you promised me before to expand the number of mercenary groups to three hundred, should you add more manpower?"

"No problem. Emily was in a good mood and was easy to speak, "How many people do you want?"

"Expanded to five hundred. ”

Wren spread his palms, made a "five" gesture, and said: "Next, I will rectify the affairs of the territory, if it is not suitable to be all centaurs, you had better equip some human mercenaries to facilitate communication." ”

Centaurs are aliens after all, and most of them are short-tempered, so it's okay to let them patrol and guard, but it's more difficult to do other things.

And there is also the problem of language.

Centaurs have their own ethnic language, and sometimes they can't communicate with each other, and only a few centaurs know Orion, and it's almost impossible to rely on them to manage their territory.

Emily muttered for a few seconds: "I'll do my best to get people, but they won't be able to reach Mordu until half a month later." ”

Wren nodded.

He had already roughly guessed where Emilys was based.

Unsurprisingly, it should be near the Ten Thousand Pine Mountains in the northeastern part of the Empire, which borders the savannahs of the northern Empire and is home to many centaur tribes. Heading north from Wan Song Ridge and along the coast in the "North Wind and Cold Land", you can reach the continent of Congartero, which is Emilys' hometown.

The centaurs crossed the Wansongling Mountains to the east, approached the coast and sailed south, through the straits of the Goguri Peninsula, into the waters of the Empire, and it took almost half a month to reach Modu.

However, Emilys didn't seem to have any intention of hiding it.

Wren didn't want to ask in detail and began to take over Yangshui Port.

There is also a port company in this port, because it is not forcibly occupied, and the detachment of the patrol has been taken away by Pirino Aiden, so the port company, from the director to the ordinary employees, is very obedient to the new lord.

Wren left fifty centaurs in charge of the harbor and mounted his horse and departed.

The dragon-horned war horse galloped smoothly on the main road.

Wren patrolled his territory.

There is no end to the fertile farmland on the side of the road, and there are plantations, although it has just started spring, and there is nothing planted in the field, but I am still very happy to have such a large piece of land of my own.

How to manage the Glamorgan Collar in the future, he already has a belly plan.

However, these reforms require a lot of manpower to do, and they will remain as they are for the time being, and will be implemented until the task of Master Xi'an is completed and the situation is stabilized.

Halfway through the journey, a large area of buildings suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Demon Soul Farm?"

Wren could hear the sounds of various demonic beasts coming from inside on the road outside, and as far as the eye could see, behind the long iron fence, there were many free-range herbivorous demonic beasts.

"Fabian. ”

Wren subconsciously screamed, wanting to ask about the situation, but found that Fabian did not follow.

The half-elves are sorting out the accounts in Port Highbridge today.

"Boss?" Sicarius replied, carefully holding Rambo's gun and trotting all the way to Wren's side.

"Sicarius, do you know about this Demon Soul Farm?" Wren asked.

"You know, I've been here before. Sicarius replied: "This is the Bloodhoof Farm, the largest farm in Modu, with tens of thousands of demon soul species in it, and it is said that in the entire empire, the number of Bloodhoof Farms can rank among the top three. ”

Wren knew in his heart that he had heard of the Bloodhoof Farm.

There are several Demon Soul Farms in the territory of Glamorgan, but I didn't expect this one to be the largest.

He looked at the extreme warriors who were still running with their legs, and suddenly became interested, patted the dragon horn war horse, and said loudly: "Let's go, let's go in and have a look, and check their tax status by the way." ”

Such a large team, as soon as they approached the gate of the farm, immediately alarmed the boss.

A huge figure stepped forward.

Wren couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the other party from a distance.

It is a minotaur, with feet and hooves, arms thicker than the legs of ordinary humans, only three fingers, covered in thick brown hair, a huge bull's head leaning forward, long black horns on both sides of the head, copper rings in the nostrils, long whiskers on the chin are braided, and a row of thick manes grows from the back of the head, extending to the back, and dragging a flexible ox tail behind him.

His figure is a little hunchbacked, and he is taller than an Ultramariner if he doesn't stand up straight, and he is more than two meters three by sight!

If you stand upright, you should be able to reach two meters five.

The minotaur trotted all the way, his heavy hooves shaking the ground.

When Wren entered the door, the minotaur bowed, two white gases erupted from his nostrils, and a deep and thick voice sounded:

"Mother Earth is watching over you. ”

"Habu* Bloodhoof, welcome Lord to Bloodhoof Farm!"

Wren rode on the dragonhorn warhorse, looking at the strong minotaur like a hill, and the other party stood on the ground almost as tall as himself, and his heart was very curious.

A minotaur actually came down from the Terren Plateau thousands of miles away and opened a demon soul farm in Modu.

And it's so big.

In the eyes of the soul, I saw that the strength of this minotaur was very strong, and he had already been in the legendary realm, and his profession was the "earth walker" unique to the minotaur.

Earthwalkers are known for their strong defense, strength and stamina, and are tougher than Iron Guards, but they are not pure melee classes.

Because of the preference of Mother Earth Goddess, born with the ability to get close to nature, after training, Earth Walker can draw strength from the earth, amplify itself, heal injuries, and have extremely long physical strength, and have a certain ability to cast spells.

The "Earth Nun" in the Earth Church is a human imitation of the Earth Walker.

Wren jumped off his horse and said, "Mr. Bloodhoof, I'm just passing by to take a look, so I won't cause you any trouble, right?"

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and wanted to pat the Minotaur on the shoulder, but found that he couldn't reach it, and the other party immediately bent down very cooperatively and asked him to pat it twice.

"Of course not. ”

"It's my honor to come to the Bloodhoof Farm, Lord Lord, please call me Habu. The minotaur shook his head, the braid on his chin dangling, a little funny, but his brass bell-like eyes were full of sincerity.

"Yes, Hab. Wren could see that the minotaur did not have a weak heart.

It is estimated that the tax situation of the farm is very good, so there is no fear.

"My lord, please come with me. Habu turned and invited Wren into the farm.

Wren told the centaurs and the silver knights to wait where they were, bringing only the Ultramarines inside, but Emilys followed herself.

After a walk around the Bloodhoof Farm, Wren was an eye-opener.

Many demon soul species that have only been seen in the Book of a Thousand Souls can be found here, and they are rich in variety, not only in quantity, but also in surprisingly high quality.

There are more than a dozen high-level demonic beasts alone.

Even, Wren saw a group of dragonborns and demon seeds, kept in huge iron cages, and many creatures that could not be named.

This minotaur is really capable, and has invested a lot of effort, and is definitely a master of taming.

After visiting a group of fierce dragon-toothed wolves, Wren asked, "Habu, do you have any suitable mounts for them on your farm?"

He gestured to the Makulag beside him.

Habu glanced at them and immediately nodded, "Yes, Lord Lord, please come with me." ”

The group followed him out of the enclosure to the pasture outside, and soon saw a behemoth in the grass fence in the wild.

It was more than five meters long, more than two meters tall, and looked to weigh seven or eight thousand pounds, shaped like a rhinoceros, with thick limbs on all fours, a horn-like horn on its head, thick skin like armor, scales layered on top of each other, and a large tail dragged behind it.

Several thick chains were tied around the abdomen, which held the saddle in place, and then wound from the bottom to the head, leading to the top to become the reins.

At first glance, Wren thought it was a thunder lizard.

Habu proudly introduced: "My lord, this is the Kodo Beast, our Minotaur unique mount, it can carry two thousand pounds of things, the speed is no less than that of a war horse, the endurance is also very good, it will not fall down after running all day long, and it has a gentle personality, just eat grass like ordinary horses." ”

Wren observed with his soul eye that this Kodomon was equivalent to a mid-level demonic beast.

There are three elements in its soul, second-level strength, third-level stamina, and charge, and it is not bad to fuse it as a demon soul.

Kodomon can even carry the Minotaur, let alone the Ultramarine, and it is indeed a very good mount.

Wren immediately asked, "How much does a Kodo beast cost?"

"Eight hundred gold guilders. Hab's eyes flashed with subtle shrewdness, which contrasted with his honest appearance.

Wren's eyes froze, this is more expensive than many mid-level demons.

Before he could speak, the Minotaur explained, "My lord, the Kodo beast needs three years to raise before it reaches adulthood, and it takes a lot of effort to tame it and train it into a mount. ”

"It's really expensive to sell a Kodo beast for eight hundred gold guilders, but I don't make much money, if the lord buys more than ten, I will give away two years of after-sales service for free, and send a minotaur trainer to help take care of these Koduo beasts in the adult's castle every day. ”

"How many do you think you're going to buy, sir?" asked Habu, rubbing his hands together, expectantly.