Officials from both sides in the court argued fiercely, and finally had to seek help from people from Dongsheng Pavilion to discuss the matter.
Soon, Dongsheng Pavilion determined that Xusheng's private soldiers belonged to the category of civil private soldiers. If the number of his soldiers exceeded 500 great Confucian scholars, he could get 1,000 soldiers. The private soldiers of Jingguo's nobility would be handled by Jingguo itself.
Finally, both sides in the court took a step back, and Fang Yun obtained a total of 3,000 private soldiers, of which 1,000 were civil private soldiers by Fang Yun himself, and 2,000 were private soldiers with nobility who were filled by soldiers sent from Jing**.
This means that if Fang Yun has the ability, he can recruit powerful forces.
The private soldiers of civil rank include not only barbarians, but also scholars from the human race!
Fang Yun has already learned that the Holy Academy will send two Hanlin and four Jinshi to serve as his private soldiers. They are all members of the War Hall and are extremely good at fighting.
At this point, Zuo Xiang's plan to reduce Fang Yun's private troops completely failed.
Once Fang Yun is able to recruit a thousand private soldiers of civil rank, plus two thousand private soldiers of official rank, his strength will be no less than that of an ordinary regular army of ten thousand people. It will be almost an impossible task for anyone who wants to kill him outside the power range of the Holy Temple.
However, the private soldiers of officials were supported by the Jing State, while the private soldiers of civil officials were entirely supported by themselves. Almost no scholar kept too many barbarian private soldiers. Even the great Confucian scholars could only keep more than ten barbarian marquises at most. Barbarian generals and commanders were of no use to the great Confucian scholars.
This way, you won't spend too much, while ensuring you have subordinates at your disposal.
Fang Yun has not yet considered how many private soldiers he should support, but since the holy families are willing to give them to him and he can support them, there is no need to refuse.
Fang Yun collected the gift lists sent in the letter and summarized the final number of barbarian private soldiers donated by the holy families.
There are four barbarian lords, thirty barbarian commanders, and one hundred and forty barbarian generals. Assuming that each private soldier has an average of three family members, Fang Yun has to support almost nine hundred barbarians.
If you just raise the barbarians as ordinary soldiers, the cost is naturally not much, but to train private soldiers well and make their offspring loyal, the cost is more than ten times, whether it is accommodation, food, weapons and clothing, they must be good, and all the requirements of private soldiers must be met, it is impossible to treat them as slaves.
"Maintaining private soldiers is a difficult matter." Fang Yun sighed softly and looked out the window. The window had been repaired.
Ao Huang's voice came from the yard: "What's so difficult about it? I will go to your fiefdom and beat up all the barbarian private soldiers and their families. It will be easy."
Fang Yun's eyes lit up and he said, "Ao Huang, how about I hire you as the instructor of my private soldiers? You can train those private soldiers."
"As expected of Fang Zhenguo, both his wisdom and vision make me admire him immensely!"
Ao Huang's way of praising himself in various ways made many people in the Fang family laugh.
Fang Yun said: "The matter of the six thousand dragon horses is up to you. By the way, you have to arrange thirty amphibious water monsters for me as private soldiers. Forget about dragon people, can you get me a few dragons? I don't want the dragon clan anymore."
Ao Huang thought for a moment and said, "We definitely can't get pure-blooded dragons. We won't trust you to use Jiaolongs even if you dare. Let me find a way to get you some dragon-blooded monsters. You know about our dragons... There are many kinds. I'll contact Prime Minister Turtle right now and ask him to get you a hundred dragon-blooded monsters."
"Good!" Fang Yun was overjoyed.
The Dragon Vein Monsters are an extremely powerful race among the monsters. Some even say that even the first ancestor of the monster race, Luanmang, has dragon blood.
Fang Yun knew that the Dragon Palace had been cultivating dragon vein monsters. There were five large islands in the East China Sea alone for dragon vein monsters to live in, and each dragon island was more than ten thousand miles in radius. The number of dragon vein monsters on the five large islands exceeded 500 million.
When the battle between the two worlds mountains happened, the dragon clan mobilized tens of millions of dragon vein monsters to help in the battle.
Pure-blooded dragons are rare, and Jiaolongs are unreliable. The dragon clan relies on these dragon vein monsters to guard the ancient lands of the dragon clan.
Ao Huang added: "When the time comes, I will get you some more dragon balls to eat. Your dragon aura will be stronger, and the dragon vein monster will not have any problems."
Fang Yun nodded. After years of domestication and cultivation under the secret techniques of the dragon clan, the Dragon Vein Monster had a huge weakness, which was that its strength was greatly reduced when facing the pure-blooded dragon clan. It was completely suppressed by the pure-blooded dragon clan, so it had a natural awe of the pure-blooded dragon clan.
"I have eaten so many dragon balls. You dragons won't come after me in the end, right?" Fang Yun asked.
"It's okay. It's a gift for you anyway. If you want to eat it, you can eat it. No one else can tell you. One hundred dragon vein monsters are too few. Let's make it an even number of two hundred. They're all handsome monsters."
"Is this... too expensive?"
Fang calculated that a dragon-blooded demon beast was worth at least one Hanlin treasure, and two hundred of them together. The saintly families were willing to exchange the great Confucian treasures for it, and use it to breed the tamed demon beasts.
"The human race has finally produced a virtual saint, and he has a bright future. Of course, we dragons must be on good terms with you! We have no sainthood dispute with you, and you have not killed our pure-blooded dragons. Of course, I'm only talking about the East Sea Dragon Palace. As for the group of people in the West Sea Dragon Palace who are colluding with the demons and barbarians, you have to be careful of them."
"I know that."
Fang Yun was just about to continue his studies when he received a letter from Chang Dongyun.
When Chang Dongyun once helped him avoid the competition for Shangshe and leave the academy, Fang Yun gave him a poem about hiding the sword, which helped Chang Dongyun win when he was attacked by barbarians.
Fang Yun was stunned when he saw the letter. He never expected that Chang Dongyun would send him such a letter.
"Dongyun greets Brother Fang. If Brother Fang recruits private soldiers, I am willing to serve you."
Fang Yun was very puzzled, because very few people in the human race were willing to be private soldiers. Being a private soldier meant being entangled in all kinds of trivial matters, and almost losing the chance of promotion to a civil position. Only those scholars who had no hope of promotion and had a hard time in officialdom would become private soldiers to accumulate capital for future generations.
Chang Dongyun has a bright future and a high possibility of becoming a Hanlin. He should not serve as a private soldier for others.
However, Fang Yun thought for a moment, suddenly realized, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
Chang Dongyun is gambling with his own future.
If Fang Yun becomes a saint, Chang Dongyun will definitely receive guidance from a semi-saint and will most likely become a university scholar. His descendants will also have a relatively solid relationship with the semi-saint family.
What's more, almost everyone knows that they can learn real knowledge by following Fang Yun.
If you lose, it will just be a little more difficult to be promoted to Hanlin.
Fang Yun did not reply immediately but continued reading.
Early the next morning, Fang Yun received letters from many people.
"Fang Xusheng, I have a distant relative who is a juren. He admires you very much and is willing to be your private soldier. Can you help me?" The person who delivered the letter was the magistrate of Cai Hecai County.
Fang Yun hadn't thought about it yet, but the image of Cai He appeared in his mind. He suddenly smiled and replied, "I'm short of staff and advisors. You can lend me the advisor for a year, otherwise there's no point in talking!"
"you… "
Afterwards, my uncle Fang Shouye sent a letter.
"Your cousin Fang Yingwu used to be the aide to the prefect of Mingyuan Prefecture. He came back not long ago and has now gone to the capital. If you are short of staff, let him be your aide. If not, just ignore him." (To be continued...)