How much wealth did Carthage have? This question may not be clear even to the current Carthaginian princess, but for Carthage, which can be said to have almost half of its people engaged in business, the gold coins in Carthage's eight huge piles full of vaults are only a drop in the bucket of Carthage's wealth.

In order to encourage business, Carthage's commercial taxes were not high, which allowed a large amount of wealth to be hidden in the hands of large private merchants. The wealth in the hands of many large conglomerates is even comparable to that of the country's coffers. Carthage divided the ranks according to the amount of wealth, giving these great merchant aristocrats titles and privileges.

Carthage's seafaring industry was extremely developed, and her merchant ships could be said to have spread all over the continent. Wherever trade can be done, there will be Carthaginian merchant ships and figures. Carthage began to develop when the hunting of mermaids came to an end and mankind explored navigable routes in the oceans.

Five hundred years have made her people rich, but at the same time too weak to fight. Their ancestors were able to defeat the Maro with their wealth, and now they are losing the war against the Maro because of the erosion of this wealth. Over-reliance on mercenary warfare, and the need to be wary of domestic slaves to free too many troops.

As a result, the country not only spit out all the land it had swallowed five hundred years ago, but now it is also facing the possibility of being destroyed by Caesar of Maro. Carthage is facing an unprecedented crisis, which makes Carthage's regent Princess Artoria very anxious, and she will not let go of any possibility that will allow her to win, whether it is the messenger who claims to have been sent by the gods to save Carthage, or the Thunder Bluff, which is already the most powerful force in Elam.

She needs to get whatever help she can get to be able to win this war. So she sent one of her men, disguised as an opera company, to Thunder Bluff, hoping to sign a secret pact with the Minotaur who had everything in his hands. She promised that as long as Thunder Cliff could send troops to attack the rear of the current Marlo, she would provide Thunder Cliff with 30,000 gold olive branch coins.

And if Thundercliff performs well, she will also pay more commissions and rewards, and money is not a problem for Carthage. For Carthage, whose god of protection had been replaced by the goddess of wealth, who presided over wealth five hundred years ago, these things were not a burden.

"That's a generous condition. Mo Yan looked at the letter in his hand that had been kept close to him for an unknown amount of time, and it still had a certain fragrance, and said: "The surname pays off 30,000 gold coins at a time, which is five percent higher than the Sarte gold coin. There are 5,000 gold coins for each defeat of a Maro legion, and a commission of 10,000 gold coins for capturing an important city, wow...... I was almost tempted. ”

"Do you have any grievances?" said the Pasha, arranging his corset, looking at the minotaur on the throne, "You must know that this is the best offer of Carthage, even those barbarians who have been employed by Carthage for generations will only receive ten thousand gold coins at most, and they will pay in installments. ”

"Don't compare Thunder Cliff to those barbarians. The oxen put away the letter in his hand, looked at Pasha and said, "They may seem powerful to you, but they seem to me to be a mess of mud. Lack of discipline and control, no clear combat goals, and when encountering difficulties, they run faster than anyone else. I'm not unheard of what happened in Carthage lately. ”

"Really?" said Pasha with a smile on his face, but unceremoniously in his mouth, "but it seems to me that you are no different, and it is the Salts who lead the army for you." In the understanding of our Central Plains people, they are just a group of barbarians who can only fight and not war, and I think it is too much to be able to offer such a high price. ”

Pasha's polite but disdainful words made the faces of Refora and the others, who had not left in the hall, look ugly. Although most of them knew what the Central Plains people thought of them, it was a different feeling to be told in person. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was just a woman, then a young and vigorous person like Glock would have to draw his weapon to justify his glory.

After hearing Pasha's words, Mo Yan didn't feel angry because Pasha belittled him, and this kind of vague agitation would not have much effect on him. And such a good opportunity to brush up on favor, of course, he couldn't let it go too far and said: "They are all battle-hardened soldiers, and whether they will fight or not is not up to you." I never thought of the Salts as barbarians, and they have a lot to be proud of across the continent. ”

"Then prove it to us. Pasha followed the path she had envisioned and said, "There is an old saying on the continent that the only way to test whether a sword is a good weapon is to use it to kill the enemy. If the power of Thundercliff is worth the cost of Carthage, then I am willing to apologize to everyone. ”

In fact, the conditions proposed by Carthage have already made Mo Yan moved, although now Thunder Cliff has controlled the entire economy of Elam, and a large amount of gold coins are credited to his account every day. However, the employment fee of 30,000 olive branch gold coins, and a lot of commissions for the achievements, this is a temptation that no force can refuse.

But it is obvious that the army of monsters cannot leave Elan, and according to the words Mo Yan heard from the goddess in the dream, it can be inferred that many of the gods' chosen warriors are now outside Elan. Even if they were prevented from advancing by the Goddess's labyrinth, they may still be hovering and camping outside Elam.

If the monster legion is sent out of Elam at this time, it is simply an act of giving away people's heads, and it makes no difference. Those god's warriors don't care if these are kind monsters or not, and the monsters that die in their eyes are good monsters. If Thundercliff wants to make this money, it can only use pure Salts, or a legion of gray dwarves who are not very popular with the terrestrial people, but are barely acceptable.

"We can accept your employment. After thinking about it for a while, Mo Yan finally made a decision and said, "But please don't rejoice too soon, although I agree to your request." But this is not to say that we will go to war immediately, I need to submit a bill to the parliament of the new Federation of Elam, and this is not a small matter. ”

Now Thunder Cliff and the surrounding small cities have formed the new federation of Elam that Mo Yan said, and a rough shelf has been set up under Mo Yan's busy three months. In Thunder Cliff, the construction of a council chamber to gather parliaments has begun, and the federal councilors elected from various cities have also come to Thunder Cliff.

Some of them spent most of their time traveling from city to city in the new federation in an attempt to stand a chance of becoming president in the general election in five months' time. Although their wishes will definitely be disappointed, at least they have given these people an idea so that they will not be idle and bored.

And now this parliament, which has hardly been used, has become an excuse for Mo Yan to delay time. He couldn't tell the Pasha that his army of monsters couldn't leave Elam, and that the army of the Salts hadn't been trained yet. So he took the federal parliament out of the matter, and as for how long it would take it, it was up to him.

In three months, those councilors who can be said to have come from the countryside have been almost corroded by the prosperity of Thunder Cliff. Although Mo Yan can't do whatever he wants now, he can still delay the decision, and after the training of the Salt army of the federal army, the council is almost completely controlled by him.

"How long will it take?" Pasha didn't know Mo Yan's question, and she also had a general understanding of the so-called ** system of the Elamite barbarians. Such a troublesome and strange thing is not as good as the monarchy of the Central Plains, at least such a major decision will not be delayed.

"We're going to have about three months. Mo Yan said an approximate time and said: "Although I also want to sign a secret contract with you as soon as possible, it is obvious that these things are not my word, I am just the interim president of the new Federation of Elam." ”

In the end, Pasha, who had no choice, could only go back first and find a way to pass this news back to Carthage. Three months later, it's a little late, but it's not too late. Now the girl from the countryside is moving in the rear of the Maro front with her army of slaves, which makes Maro's current offensive weaker, and Carthage can still support it in three months.

After dealing with this incident, Mo Yan asked everyone to retreat. And he also got up and went back to the office, but in the past two days, he has accumulated some documents because of pretending to be stupid, and he needs to solve it. In the middle of the office, the two succubi were already there, and it was impossible for them to escape from Thunder Bluff.

Outside of Thunder Cliff is the territory of Salt's people, and even if they escape from Thunder Cliff, they can only live in a cave in the wild, living like a wild man at the beginning, and they will also face the pursuit of Thunder Cliff. It is better to receive the punishment directly, after all, the flogging does not necessarily kill them.

"It's a demon of hell. Mo Yan sat down in his chair, looked at the two succubi who had already processed a large pile of documents when he was talking to Pasha and said with a smile: "I was still thinking about what kind of way I would execute you if you chose to escape, I even designed a triangular wooden horse with jagged teeth that I might use in my heart." ”

(To be continued)