Just when Sun Dashuai was still thinking about Yuan Song's words, a tall minotaur riding a big-horned blue antelope, holding a leather whip, wearing leather armor, and carrying twenty heavily armed minotaur warriors behind him, proudly patrolled the construction site and admonished from time to time, and accidentally saw two figures standing at the door of the construction site.

The excitement in his eyes flickered suddenly, and he quickly turned over and dismounted, and ran to the two of them.

"Elder Song,... How can your old man have time to come to the construction site today to check, the coolies here are dirty and smelly, and this dirty ground, don't stain your old man's noble shoes!" The body kneeling on the ground, almost completely lying on the ground, humbly and diligently wiped the dirt and dust on the upper of Yuan Song's shoes.

With a groveling face, a flattering grinning mouth, and a flattering smile, if it weren't for the pair of fangs and obvious brown-black skin that burst out of his mouth, Sun Dashuai almost thought that this powerful orc with a servile face was a public official waiting in the palace of a certain dynasty and generation who had crossed over like him.

"Well, it's nothing, it's just that the lord is back, so I'll accompany the lord over to have a look!" Old Yuan Song, who was enjoying the service of the minotaur, gave Sun Dashuai a smug look.

"Ah, my lord!"

The minotaur who was humbly wiping the boots of Lao Yuan Song was suddenly startled, and then looked at the noble son-like Sun Dashuai beside him, his eyes shining. Although Sun Dashuai was not the same as the legendary vicious and terrifying beast king, this unique minotaur still made up for the sin of not asking the lord for peace first.

He almost fell to the ground and kissed the dirty upper of Sun Dashuai's shoes along the way: "Ah, my great lord, please forgive your servant for having no eyes, your slave Niu Mang, at your command!"

I have to say that Niu Mang once again refreshed Sun Dashuai's impression of the Minotaur, although the previous Minotaur people were ignorant, lazy, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and countless other derogatory words could be placed on them, but the word groveling, Sun Dashuai should be associated with these black-brown strong creatures for the first time!

"Well, okay, let's go get busy with you!" Sun Dashuai, who was a little dazed, said vaguely.

"Yes, master, your servant, do as you command!"

Niu Mang took the twenty half-orc guards behind him, saluted Sun Dashuai exaggeratedly, and slowly retreated backwards with his body, until he walked more than ten meters away, then he stood up slightly, ran back and turned over and rode on, and began to shout loudly.

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"You lowly slackers, great lords, come to inspect you filthy and bad seeds in person, and don't let me hurry up and work!"

Riding and galloping, Niu Mang kept calling and whapping the minotaur who passed by, and his high-pitched roar seemed to tell the lord how hard he was working.

Although some of the beaten minotaurs glared angrily at Niu Mang, when they saw the twenty strong and heavily armed minotaurs behind him, their breath immediately withered, and they lowered their heads and worked harder to do the work in their hands.

"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" looked surprised, and Old Yuan Song said a little proudly.

"In order to ensure the safety of the trade routes, we also swept away some of the nearby barbarian tribes, and had more than 2,000 free laborers!"

"Well, it's very good, you can train the minotaur like this, you can count your heart!"

Although he is a little crooked about the current old Yuan Song's stinky fart personality, this person is old, he is a little childish, and he wants to show off everything, but in order to satisfy the old guy, Sun Dashuai still deliberately asked: "How did you do it? ”

"It's very simple, the strategy formulated by Zhan Rou is only eight words!" Old Yuan Song smiled smugly: "Big stick honey fruit, reward and punish laziness!"

Simple eight words, but it contains a lot of management wisdom, Sun Dashuai, who has a little understanding, nodded slightly.

Lao Yuan Song also explained to him in detail with seriousness, and the specific implementation of these eight words made him truly understand the meaning of these eight words.

As the leader, Sun Dashuai has many advantages, such as strong martial arts, taking the lead, generosity and benevolence, etc., but the domineering president in the previous life also had many deficiencies in the management of the barbarian era, but fortunately he had a good team to make up for the shortcomings in this regard.

The bull-headed man is stubborn, loose, lazy, and in ancient times, the ox only worked honestly by holding the bull's nose. But they are also social creatures, and for them who are lazy by nature, such troublesome things as using their brains have always been left to the leaders and priests to do, no matter what they do, as long as someone takes the lead.

In the battle under the leadership of the orc general of the Ten Thousand Beast City, all the leaders of the wild minotaur tribe were killed, and the newly tamed minotaur was promoted to be the overseer. This prevents the birth of a new leader among the Minotaurs, and at the same time fosters a group of forces attached to the City of Ten Thousand Beasts in the Minotaur settlement.

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They also separated the female minotaurs from the adult minotaurs, divided the coolies into groups of ten, worked under the supervision of the overseers, and picked out the most diligent and obedient minotaurs every day, and could sleep overnight in the camp of the female minotaurs.

And they enjoyed a feast of wine and meat as much as the orc warriors who guarded them, while the rest were left to go back to their small huts and eat the black, fishy food.

Old Yuan Song also selected the most obedient Minotaur among the forces attached to the tribe of Ten Thousand Beast City, that is, Niu Mang, so that he could live in tall and beautiful houses with the Munk warriors, and sometimes even be able to follow the warriors back to the great Ten Thousand Beast City.

Niu Mang has wine and meat every day, and can go in and out of the female Minotaur camp at will, and he leads the team of Minotaur overseers, accompanied by twenty heavily armed warriors every day, to supervise the work of the Minotaur coolies, of course, among them, there are several warriors of the Ten Thousand Beast City tribe to "assist" at any time.

"Although they were still not very peaceful at first, they were quickly suppressed, and now these minotaurs who are not led by anyone are honestly like a flock of sheep, although the lazy nature is difficult to eradicate, but now they have begun to know the warriors of the Ten Thousand Beasts City who are guarded.

Their wildness is being tamed, and slowly they will get used to pleasing their masters and adapt to their status as slaves, and when the time comes, the dense minotaurs in the wasteland will provide you with a large number of the cheapest labor!" Old Yuan Song became more and more excited, and he couldn't help waving his arms, immersed in his great plan.

Looking at the fanatical old man beside him, Sun Dashuai was a little funny in his heart, but he still said seriously: "Well, that's good, but I think if the conditions are ripe, can we recruit some Minotaur warriors."

Such a powerful minotaur is a bit wasteful just to do coolies, and when we have modern mechanized tools in the future, we won't need so much coolies. After all, the minotaurs are also a branch of the orcs, and it is best to be able to collect them for their own use. ”

Under the fearful and flattering eyes of the Minotaur coolies, under the leadership of Lao Yuan Song, Sun Dashuai inspected this mine that belonged to him.