The officials on both sides of the court fought for each other, and finally had to discuss with the people of the East Holy Pavilion.

Soon, the East Shengge determined that the Void Saint Private Soldier belonged to the civil private soldier, and if it exceeded the Great Confucian Five Hundred, it could get one thousand, and Jing Guo's knighthood private soldier was handled by Jing Guo himself.

In the end, both sides of the court took a step back, and Fang Yun received a total of 3,000 private soldiers, of which 1,000 private soldiers were solved by Fang Yun himself, and 2,000 private soldiers with the title were filled by soldiers sent by the Jingguo army.

This means that if Fang Yun has the ability, he can recruit a powerful force.

The civilian soldiers include not only barbarians, but also human scholars!

Fang Yun had already learned that the Sacred Court would send two Hanlin and four Jinshi as his personal soldiers, all of whom were members of the Battle Hall and were extremely good at fighting.

At this point, Prime Minister Zuo's vain attempt to reduce the number of private troops in Fang Yun completely failed.

Once Fang Yun was able to recruit a thousand civilian soldiers, plus two thousand private soldiers, the strength would be no less than that of an ordinary regular army of 10,000 people, and it would be an almost impossible task for anyone who wanted to kill him outside the range of the Holy Temple's power.

However, the private soldiers of the official lords are supported by Jingguo, and the private soldiers of the civil rank are completely supported by themselves, and there are almost no scholars who raise too many barbarian private soldiers, even if they are Confucians, they raise more than ten barbarian marquis, and the barbarian generals and handsome generals are of no use to Confucianism.

This doesn't cost too much, and at the same time ensures that there are men who can be called.

Fang Yun hadn't considered how many private soldiers he would raise now, but since the saint families were willing to give them and could support them, there was no need to refuse.

Fang Yun collected the gift list of the handbook and summarized the final number of barbarian private soldiers given by the Holy Family.

There are four barbarian marquis, thirty handsome marques, one hundred and forty barbarian generals, and according to the average of three family members per private soldier, Fang Yun has to raise almost nine hundred barbarians.

If you only raise barbarians as ordinary soldiers, the cost is naturally not much, but you must train private soldiers well. It costs ten times more to make their offspring faithful, both in terms of food and clothing, and in terms of clothing, food, and weapons, and it is impossible to treat them as slaves.

"It's also difficult to raise a private soldier. Fang Yun sighed softly and looked out the window, the window had been repaired.

Ao Huang's voice came from the courtyard: "What's so difficult? Ben Long went to your fiefdom and beat up the whole family of those barbarian private soldiers, just to make sure it was easy." ”

Fang Yun's eyes lit up and said, "Ao Huang." How about I hire you to be my private soldier instructor? ”

"It is worthy of Fang Zhenguo, whether it is wisdom or eyesight, it makes Ben Long extremely admired!"

Ao Huang's way of changing his method of boasting made many people in the Fang family laugh.

Fang Yun said: "The matter of the six thousand horses depends on you." By the way, you have to arrange for me to have thirty amphibious water demons as private soldiers, forget about the dragon people, can you get me a few dragons? ”

Ao Huang thought for a moment and said, "The pure-blood dragon clan will definitely not be able to get it, Jiaolong...... If you dare to use it, we don't have to worry about it. In this way, I'll find a way to get you some dragon bloodline demons. Our Dragons' ...... That's the case, you know, there are a lot of kinds, so I'm going to contact Prime Minister Gui. Let him get you a hundred dragon veins and demon barbarians. ”

"Good!" Fang Yun was overjoyed.

The dragon vein demon barbarian is an extremely powerful race among the demon barbarians, and some people even say that even the first ancestor of the demon clan, Shen Chaomang, has the blood of the dragon clan.

Fang Yun knew that the Dragon Palace had been cultivating dragon vein demon barbarians, and there were five large islands in the East China Sea alone for dragon vein demon barbarians to live in, and each dragon island had a radius of more than 10,000 li. The number of dragon vein demons on the five large islands is more than 500 million.

In the Great War of the Two Realms Mountain that year, the dragon clan mobilized tens of millions of dragon vein demon barbarians to help in the battle.

Pure-blooded dragons are scarce, and dragons are unreliable. The dragon clan relied on these dragon vein demon barbarians to guard the ancient lands of the dragon clan.

Ao Huang said again: "When the time comes, Ben Long will get you more dragon balls to eat, and your dragon clan breath will be stronger, and there will be no problems with the dragon vein demon barbarian." ”

Fang Yun nodded, after years of domestication, under the cultivation of the dragon clan's secret arts, the dragon vein demon man has a huge shortcoming, that is, when facing the pure-blood dragon clan, his strength has dropped greatly, and he is restrained by the pure-blood dragon clan, so he has a natural awe of the pure-blood dragon clan.

"I've eaten so many dragon balls, you dragon clan won't settle accounts with me in the end, right?" Fang Yun asked.

"It's okay, it's a gift for you anyway, you can eat it if you want, others can't care about it. One hundred dragon vein demons is too few, let's make up a whole number of two hundred, all of them are handsome and handsome. ”

"This ...... Wouldn't it be too much of a waste of money?"

Fang calculated, a dragon blood demon is worth at least one Hanlin Wenbao, two hundred together, and all the saints are willing to exchange it for the Great Confucian Wenbao to breed the domesticated demon barbarian.

"The human race has finally produced a void saint with a bright future, of course our dragon clan must be befriended! We don't have a holy path dispute with you, and you didn't kill our pure-blood dragon clan. Of course, let's only talk about the East China Sea Dragon Palace, as for the West Sea Dragon Palace, the group of things that collude with the demons are different, you have to be careful of them. ”

"I know that. ”

Fang Yun was about to continue his studies when he received a letter from Chang Dongyun.

When Dongyun once helped him avoid fighting for the top house, and then left the school palace, Fang Yun gave him a poem of Zangfeng to help Chang Dongyun win when he was attacked by the barbarians.

Fang Yun was stunned when he saw the biography, he didn't expect Chang Dongyun to send him this kind of biography.

"Dongyun has seen Brother Fang, if Brother Fang recruits private soldiers, he is willing to serve the work of dogs and horses. ”

Fang Yun was very puzzled, because very few people in the human race are willing to be private soldiers, and being a private soldier means being entangled in all kinds of miscellaneous matters, which means that they almost lose the opportunity to be promoted to a civilian position.

Chang Dongyun has a great future, and the possibility of becoming a Hanlin is extremely high, so he should not be a private soldier for others.

However, Fang Yun thought for a moment and suddenly realized, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

Chang Dongyun is gambling on his future.

If Fang Yun becomes holy, then Chang Dongyun will inevitably get the guidance of the demi-saint, and it is very likely that he will become a scholar, and his descendants will also have a relatively strong relationship with the demi-saint family.

What's more, almost everyone knows that by following Fang Yun's side, they will definitely learn real knowledge.

If you lose, it will be more difficult to be promoted to Hanlin.

Fang Yun did not reply immediately, but continued to read.

Early the next morning, Fang Yun was passed on by many people one after another.

"Fang Xusheng, I have a distant relative who is a lifter, and he respects you very much, and is willing to be your private soldier, can you do me a favor?"

Fang Yun hadn't thought about it yet, but Cai He's appearance appeared in his mind, and he suddenly smiled and replied: "I am short of staff and master, you borrow me from master for a year, otherwise you don't have to talk about everything!"

"You ......"

Subsequently, Uncle Fang Shouye sent a message.

"Your cousin Fang Yingwu used to be a staff member of the prefect of Mingyuan Mansion, he came back not long ago, and now he has gone to the capital, if you lack manpower, let him be a staff member, if there is no shortage, don't care about him. (To be continued......)