"The total number is about 50,000, including more than 30,000 clan rats and more than 10,000 slave rats."

The old engineer warlock quickly reported the exact number of Skulli's troops without too much fuss.

"Thank you, Warren."

After Eski nodded in greeting, he looked at the remaining engineering warlocks.

"Let me make it clear first, the Model clan will send out wolves, rats and rat trolls, and due to the possible threat of Nagash, we will not send out any engineering warlocks."

"Even my mana pool, which comes from divine grace and is far larger than that of an ordinary engineering warlock, cannot stop his ordinary spell casting. Only the Gray Prophet Quickwall can resolve his spell."

"This decision will cause a problem."

"If Model performs better than us, a large number of future orders will flow to Model, so we must be more eye-catching than Model. I initially decided to send out ratlin and artillery, and there must be a legion to protect them.

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"My troops in the last battle were temporarily lent to me by Lord Ikrit. After my vassal clan Mede clan left, I still have about a thousand soldiers left."

"So, let me be clear, how many troops do you want to fight on the ground?"

Most of the younger generation of engineering warlocks did not speak. Warren looked around, and finally took his place and said.

"To protect weapons operators, three thousand guards are enough."

"However, generally speaking, our compatriots always tend to send troops to consume in order to avoid overpopulation."

"I think what you really want to ask is, how many of our own troops are we willing to mobilize for your command?"

Eski was about to reply, but the old engineering warlock raised his paw to stop him and continued.

"More than 700 female rats in the breeding pit belong to Scully."

"In the next year, they will be enough to give birth to tens of thousands of rat babies. So as long as our safety is not threatened and the operation of the factory is guaranteed, I have no requirements for the number of escorts."
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"It's just that due to the relationship between public and private needs, these clan rats will be recorded in the account at the price of each 3-dimensional coin. If they die later, you have to replenish us."

This request actually gave Eski a hard time, and he frowned and complained.

"My cash flow is not enough."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the clerk sitting at the table next to him, recording the meeting on the greasy table.

"Alsace?"

The clerk quickly opened the rat-skin satchel beside him and quickly pulled out a piece of rat-skin paper that looked quite new from the front compartment. He handed the form on it to the engineering warlock and explained at the same time.

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"Yes, yes, according to the financial statements, you still have a remaining amount of Dimension Coins in cash."

"Huh? So many?"

In Eski's impression, his entire property should only be about 20,000 dimension coins stored in magic. When did he have so much cash?

Casting doubtful eyes on the source of this question, Esky asked the clerk.

"Don't I remember that I have consumed a lot?"

Clerk Alsace rummaged through his rat-skin satchel again, muttering something in his mouth, and finally pulled out an old form from a large pile of rat-skin paper at the back and handed it to Ace.

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"One of the dimensional coins is a deposit for an armor order."

"Actually, it's not just that. We also received a large number of copper coins and silver coins. Although the quality is different, in terms of quantity, there are one copper coin and one silver coin."

"The subsequent balance payment can probably double these figures ten times."

"Since the profit you set is only 20%, only more than twice this number will be our profit."

Seeing the engineering warlock's puzzled look, the clerk casually pulled out a pile of rat-skin paper that he had already turned over and handed it over.

"Most of these orders were signed during the ten days or so that you were away, because you said that as long as they didn't care about the construction period, they would sign."

"Most of the orders do not come from the underground fortress, but from many surrounding clans, and even the clans of several slave traders from Stinky Peak."

"The total order quantity is more than 116,000 sets."

"How much?!"

Esky's voice rose an octave, almost wanting to eat the clerk.

"Don't worry, my masters and their envoys have said that they don't care about the construction period, as long as it is delivered within the next ten years."

The clerk waved his hand.

But this did not make Esky suppress his anger. Bai Mao's face was twisted, his teeth were broken, and a little blood flowed out. These scars were quickly repaired by the wind of life.

"Before signing an order next time, you'd better write me a letter."

Eski lowered his voice and said.

When the clerk saw his master's appearance, he immediately exposed his neck to show his submission, expelling the smell of fear and whispered.

"However, the commute between Side 1 and the factory alone will take more than three days. You haven't left a strong enough messenger. I sent out several messengers, but there was no news."

"Eski, so, the issue of compensation..."

"Warlock Warren is right when he says that public and private matters cannot be separated, so I will not use my cash as compensation."

The green electric light cleaned the fallen teeth, and Eski laughed and said.

"However, during this period, I plan to build the tax system on the front line."

"Calculated as a percentage of real estate and transaction value each year."

"Tax all Skryre members including Clanrats and Engineer Warlocks."

"The Chief Engineer Warlock has promoted my position, and I think I am still qualified to do so."

Regarding Eski's last words, almost all the young engineering warlocks could not sit still.

"Chief Engineer Warlock?! When."

They looked directly at the engineering warlock who was already much taller than them, but still younger than them, trying to find a little doubt in those red eyes.

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"The clan rat who delivers the order should still be on the way."

"Then this kind of order."

Warren's eyes were also distorted and pulsating wrinkles appeared.

"I will wait until after I am officially promoted, but I can guarantee now that I will give you enough compensation after the war."

Eski shrugged and said matter-of-factly.

After patting the greasy dining table and handing the batch of old forms to the clerk to put away, Eski continued... "If there are no objections, the matter is settled."

"Then there's the question of how many troops we need to leave behind."

"I have about six thousand workers. In order to guard them, I cannot move my one thousand troops, and I have to leave more than a thousand clan rats to replace the workers who can no longer be used."

When all the engineering warlocks wanted to say something more, the clerk asked the slave rat to bring new recording paper and sent the document back to the prison originally used to imprison humans.

After those things were corrupted by Slaanesh and killed, the original prisons were used to stack new files that couldn't be accommodated.

Hearing the sound of the rat-skin paper being turned over again, even though the engineering warlock was quite reluctant, but on the principle of not wasting time, he started the next topic.

After several flurry of speeches and the clerk's furious writing, a summarized form was handed into Eski's hands.

"Then to sum up, you need to keep more than 6,000 clan rats as guards and substitutes, about 9,000 more for transportation, and more than 5,000 slave rats for other jobs."

Eski looked at the form and said to the engineering warlocks.

During the break, he paid a little attention to the clerk on the table next to him. This inexplicable clerk named Alsace seemed to be a pretty good secretary.

It's a pity that he is too weak, otherwise you can take him with you wherever you go. But why didn't you find him so useful last time?

However, the engineering warlock... seems to be missing one person here.

"Wait a minute, where is Vitrik? I remember that he was in charge of the construction of the railway."

Only then did Eski remember that the last time he came to the Skryre clan, he left the railway construction project between the underground fortress and Side 1 to Vitrik and stopped taking care of it.

Hearing this, Warren was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out a shaking bell from his chest pocket. With his paws with green light, he moved it and touched the inside of the bell. A sharp ringing sound started.

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"Yes, wait a minute, Vitrik Engineer Warlock will come back soon to discuss it in detail."

Esky's eyes stayed on the strange magic device. Warren owned this thing, which seemed to have made his position clear.

Shaking his head, Eski patted the table again, leaving a circle of grease on his paws.

"Then let's put this issue aside for now."

"I'm not sure how effective Ratlin is, so now I have to confirm, how many artillery pieces do you have?

"I have provided you with the technical documents of the gun casting workshop three weeks ago. How much did you cast? How much gunpowder did you make?"
To be continued...