After their deaths, the military exploits were taken back into the clan and turned into the military merits of the entire race, that is, the small treasury of the kings of the race.

In this small treasury, the source of military merit is divided into two parts, one is the military merit brought by the dead Minotaurs, and the other is the military merit obtained by the kings of their races on the battlefield.

With the help of the food produced by the small treasury each year, they were able to drive their minotaur warriors to fight for them in wars that were not declared by His Majesty.

Of course, they are not willing to just use food as a reward and directly divide the fiefdom.

Hearing that the fiefdom in the small treasury was going to be divided, the other five minotaur kings, including the most powerful minotaur king, were all a little unhappy.

Small vaults. But they cultivated their own food source for the Extraordinary Legion.

Without these small coffers, without a constant supply of food, they will have a hard time in the future.

After hesitating for a moment, the most powerful of the bull-headed kings spoke: "I think we should use food as a reward for war as before."

"In addition to food, we can also use this year's blood sacrifice energy as a reward to distribute to those minotaurs who have achieved military exploits on the battlefield."

"The fiefdom in the small vault still can't be moved."

"Without those fiefdoms, our control over the minotaurs under us will be reduced to a certain extent."

"There's no need."

The most powerful of the minotaur kings is quite sane.

You can't throw away your biggest hole card because of a temporary difficulty.

There are fiefs in the small coffers, and they have all the carrots that the minotaurs want, and there are carrots.

They can then drive the Minotaurs to fight for them at a small cost.

And without carrots, you can only use coercive means.

And the coercive means, which are very likely to be casually rushed by the humans on the opposite side, their warriors will be crushed at the touch of a button.

That's not what they want.

The words of the most powerful king of the minotaurs were unanimously agreed by the other four kings of the minotaurs.

Instead of giving away all the fiefdoms, they are still willing to give a year of blood sacrifice energy to motivate their minotaur warriors.

Anyway, they have the blood sacrifice energy every year, and they can't absorb it all, and they have to balance a large part of it every year, and if they go out in one year, it won't affect the speed of their strength.

That's it.

Early the next morning, the six Minotaur kings quickly separated and went to their respective Minotaur legions to announce the good news to all the Minotaurs.

Killing a human can get a hundred catties of food and a hundred shares of the blood sacrifice energy of the minotaur.

As soon as the news was released, the minotaur warriors instantly became energetic.

One hundred catties of grain, this is enough for them to eat for half a year, it is not less, it is not too much, compared to the war after His Majesty announced the war, cutting a human can get five acres of plantations, and a hundred catties of grain is a fart.

An acre of land plantation can produce at least 500 catties of grain every year, and if you take good care of it, there are also seven or eight hundred catties, and five acres add up, that is, at least 2,500 catties of grain per year.

Even if you have to divide half of your superiors, it is 1,250 catties, which is enough for five minotaurs to eat all year round, and if you eat half full, ten minotaurs can be fed.

And it is still every year, that is to say, at least 1,250 catties of grain can be obtained every year.

100 catties of grain compared to 1,250 catties of grain per year is really only a fraction of a fraction.

100% of the blood sacrifice energy of the minotaurs, which is barely a bit interesting.

As long as you train your physical strength to the limit, there will be so many two hundred minotaur blood sacrifice energy, and the probability of raising your life level to a minotaur warrior is not small.

If there were four hundred Minotaur Blood Sacrifice Energy, the Minotaur Warrior would be fine.

Although compared to fiefdoms, the Minotaur kings offer countless fewer benefits.

But the Minotaurs also barely raised the morale of the enemy.

It's good that now that I'm full, and after I'm full, I can work hard to exercise my body, exercise my body to the limit, and then kill five or six enemies on the battlefield, and there is still hope for the Minotaur warriors.

Early in the morning of the third day, the minotaurs who had experienced a day of encouragement.

Once again, they set foot on the battlefield.

This time they're not the kind of turn-based stuff they're playing with the human warriors.

As soon as they entered the battlefield, they screamed and slaughtered, axes and swords were all aimed at the vital points, and the human army that thought they were going to do a turn-based game was crushed.

The Great Rout was produced.

The 60 million human army, under the attack of the 40 million Minotaur army, was crushed and retreated to the rear as fast as possible.

Sending the army to the front line has brought out the consequences of the Dragon Alliance's warriors.

No warrior is willing to fight for the rulers of humanity today.

They fled backwards as fast as they could, and the Overseer's millions of men could not stop their rout.

The war turned out to be one-sided from the very beginning.

At the very top of the battlefield, the most powerful king of the minotaurs was stunned.

Raising his eyes, they have now killed about a million humans.

According to the reward rules they set at the beginning, that is, 100 million catties of grain, and 100 million blood sacrifice energy for Minotaurs.

And that's just the beginning.

The number of humans killed went from one million to two million, then to three million, then four million.

The most powerful king of the minotaurs, trembling in his heart, said with some pain:

"How do I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to bankruptcy?"

"I can finally understand Your Majesty's feelings."

"It's not that we don't want the fighters to become strong, but the property is limited, and the warriors' feelings are unlimited."

The most powerful of the Minotaur kings was now fully able to understand why his majesty had suddenly let the war stop.

It's not that His Majesty doesn't kill the person on the other side ruthlessly, but the financial resources don't allow it.

Once you let go of the dry, bankruptcy is a matter of minutes.

For example, now, the Minotaur battlefield on his side has exceeded four million.

Four million, that's 400 million catties of grain, 400 million blood sacrifice energy for the Minotaur.

This is only the Minotaur battlefield on his side, there are five minotaur kings on other battlefields.

Comparing them according to their own situation, it is likely that now, the kings of the minotaurs, have to pay more than 2.4 billion catties of food, and the blood sacrifice energy has also exceeded the blood sacrifice energy of the 2.2 billion minotaurs.

The current population of their Minotaur clan is three billion, and what they can obtain every year for the king of the Minotaur is only three billion shares of Minotaur blood sacrifice energy.

Now in less than a day, the blood sacrifice energy of the 2.4 billion minotaurs has been cut by the other party.

If this is fought for a few more days, all the kings of the minotaurs will have to drink the northwest wind, and they will have to owe countless blood sacrifice energy.

The reward rules that have just been established cannot be supported in a day.

After distributing the rewards for the first day, the six kings of the minotaurs canceled the rewards as soon as possible, and then made ostriches again.

It's not that they don't want to beat the humans on the other side hard, it's that they simply can't afford the reward they pay after killing the humans on the other side.

They can't afford it, and neither can Your Majesty.

No one in the whole world can afford it.

And the minotaur warriors below, after receiving the reward, saw that the reward was gone, and played a game with the human army on the opposite side, you cut my shield, I cut your knife.

This time, though, they didn't have any grievances.

Because after they killed the humans on the other side, all the rewards were cashed out.

When the reward is honored, they are content.

Anyway, if there is a reward, they will kill desperately, and if they are not rewarded, they will eat their stomachs full while touching the fish, and they will be considered to travel here.

Front-line command room.

Elena and Yin Lisha sat on the throne, looking at the three billion soldiers on the front line, and the kings of the race who tried all kinds of ways to arouse the morale of their subordinates in a short period of time, but quickly couldn't afford the reward and canceled it, causing the soldiers to return to that state of fishing.

The head is several laps bigger.

Elena said with some distress: "Yin Lisha, it's not okay to go on like this, the army of three billion people who eat and eat every day, plus the four billion logistics personnel of all ethnic groups who are raised by us in the rear."

"No matter how big our family is, we can't afford to spend so much."

Elena is very distressed now, because of Ace's sleep, she and Yin Lisha can temporarily master the meat stored by the swamp kobolds and the various foods stored by the panda people within twenty years.

Therefore, in her eyes today, the food consumed by the 43 billion volumes is hers.

Her food was wasted so meaninglessly, even a money-keeping dragon was distressed.

But it doesn't work if it is not distributed, and now the fiefs controlled by various races, except for the hundreds of small races with three billion military merits, all the other big races have a large number of people who can't support them.

Without food, a riot that would permeate the entire Dragon Alliance would erupt almost instantly.

As the saying goes, the people are not afraid of death, why should they be afraid of death?

I'm going to starve to death when I meow, and I'm still in charge of this and that, of course I have to grab it with a knife.

The thought of the surplus population of more than eight billion of those great races rioting together makes anyone tremble.

Including her and Yin Lisha.

Therefore, they must also provide food.

Yin Lisha said in a calm tone: "Continue to hold on, the two billion panda people, except for the five hundred million on the battlefield, have all been in our territory, rapidly planting all kinds of plantations."

"Half of the transcendent legions have also been pulled out by me, and I continue to build the Great Wall defense line inside our territory, turning all the remote and difficult terrain into granaries with water and irrigation systems."

"Some areas where there are no trees and cannot expand the plantation, I am also arranging for panda people to plant, and in more than ten years, those areas will also become plantations."

"The chips in our hands are rising rapidly, and the production of grain is also skyrocketing."

"Within twenty years, we will be able to plant all the land within the entire Dragon Alliance that can expand the plantations."

"Even those territories that can't expand the plantation, we can use great power to turn them into territory where the plantation can be expanded."

Compared with Elena, who was a little distressed about food, Yin Lisha was unusually confident.

Their Dragon Alliance owns 100 million square kilometers of land.

And more than 90% of them are mountainous areas, which are very suitable for tree growth.

In other words, at least 90 million square kilometers of land can be turned into the food production base of their Dragon Alliance, which is 90 billion acres of plantations in acres. (One acre equals one thousand square meters, and one square mile equals one thousand acres).

Now they have a dragon alliance that has divided 30 billion acres of land plantations.

As long as they can expand all the land that can be expanded into plantations, 90 billion acres minus 30 billion acres, they still have 60 billion plantations.

That's a huge stack.

It really doesn't work, and the three of them can also learn from that Minotaur method and store blood sacrifice energy as a reward.

At that time, ten percent of the blood sacrifice energy every year, the three of them will change from fifty percent to seventy percent, and the remaining thirty percent will continue to belong to each clan.

The seventy percent of the blood sacrifice energy, the three of them jointly divided fifty percent, and the remaining two achievements were stored as rewards when the war broke out.

Yin Lisha's heart was banging.

In her opinion, the blood sacrifice energy of their three giants is absolutely indispensable, and no one can cut themselves.

And the twenty percent of the blood sacrifice energy originally belonged to all races.

It would be perfect to use these two to motivate them to fight for their Dragon Alliance.

Of course, everything that is planned now will take time.

The human beings on the other side don't talk about martial arts, and they are stunned to use human lives, and almost bankrupt their triumvirate.

The warriors who were originally screaming one by one with explosive combat effectiveness, under their strategy, became the same as the group of human wastes on the other side.

Half a catty against eight taels, no one can help anyone.

Looking at Yin Lisha, who was confident, Elena felt a little less distressed in her heart, and said with joy in her tone: "Yin Lisha, you are still smart, if you do this, we will have more and more food."

"Those subordinates on the front line can't eat us at all."

Elena's mood also improved.

I don't know if I don't listen, but when I hear it, I know that there are still so many properties of their three giants.

She thought they were about to go bankrupt by the humans on the other side.

Now that there are at least 60 billion acres of plantations, of course, it is reassuring.

Six hundred billion acres of land-based plantations can produce one ton of grain per year for four acres, which is 15 billion tons of grain per year.

And that's not even counting the five billion acres of nut tree plantations in the dark swamps of the rainforest climate, which produce five billion tons of food each year.

Add that to that, and that's 20 billion tons of food.

Every year, 20 billion tons of grain, a little more than 40 billion volumes, are sprinkled with water.

There simply will be no such thing as not being able to feed.

In Ace's palace nest, a dragon that sensed that the storm had passed raised its head from the mountains of gold and silver.

The dragon's head looked straight at the calm continent, and instantly felt stable.

He said happily: "It seems that those gods are still very reasonable, knowing that this war is the problem of human beings on the other side, and it has nothing to do with me, a little dragon who farms."

"Now I can enjoy it as much as I want."

Ace breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The thousands of gods and goddesses in the heavens are all super old antiques who have lived for millions of years, millions, or even tens of millions of years.

God knows how many hole cards they have.

Not to mention, over the years, because he has been farming too well, the income of thousands of gods in the sky has skyrocketed one by one, and they have all become local tyrants, and their strength has increased greatly.

With his current strength, he is simply not enough for the other party to beat.

After all, in the past, because of human beings, their income was constantly decreasing.

The gods with hamster attributes will definitely cherish the use of their divine power very much, and one divine power is eager to be used as two, three or even ten flowers.

But now, their income has at least quadrupled from their previous peak, and they are full of hope for their future.

In order to ensure that the future they hope for can come normally, that is, the Dragon Alliance will unify the continent and let all the territory be handed over to Ace, the black dragon who is the best at farming.

Let him turn all the regions of the entire continent into grain production bases, so that the population of the entire continent will exceed 720 billion, and their income will skyrocket by 72 times.

Isn't that what hole cards should be used now?

The coffin board now dares to be pressed on the gambling table, for the seventy-two times or more windfall profits.

Not to mention just using divine power to influence the mortal world.

Ace crawled out of the golden mountains and silver seas leisurely, and his whole body trembled.

"Cool!"

A soothing trilling sound came.

He walked towards the gate with great vigour.

After being a workaholic for so many years, he is in a deep sleep, and finally has time to enjoy it.

In the past, the pressure brought to him by that group of humans was too great, and he had no choice but to put himself in the work of zero seven plus one.

Only take occasional breaks.

Moreover, even when he is resting, the dragon's instinct, because he grows too fast, will absorb the small points of faith in the gold coins of the outside world, let him experience in one story after another, and strive to improve the solidity of his consciousness.

It's true, it's working all the time, and it's 007 all year round, and one dragon is used as two dragons.

Now, he has become an adult, a 30-meter-tall super black dragon, and he also owns a huge world of more than 25 million square kilometers.

Those with strong combat power can wrestle with weak gods, and the strong ones will collapse.

In this way, except for the more than 3,000 gods in the sky, nothing else in the world is enough to pose a threat to his life.

Now he has not been able to enjoy forty or fifty years.

After the occupation of the Western Frontier, the types of races under his command have exploded.

Like rabbit people, cat people, tiger people, elves, goblins, dark elves, everywhere.

And in his original volume, the appearance of the elves has reached the ceiling.

Happy days have arrived.