Chen Yingyang's guards wore sorrowful expressions, and even Zhou Hen and Yu Ping were moved.
Li Qingxian said, "That is why, before coming here, I established the Myriad Harmony Commerce Guild and earned enough money. Besides, I have a powerful Fate Mold and am good at making money."
Chen Yingyang shook his head. "An army of one hundred thousand needs at least several hundred thousand auxiliary troops. Food, clothing, weapons, warhorses, provisions, attrition... Do you know how much that takes in a year? Three million taels at the very least—remember, that is only the bare minimum. To truly equip an elite army of one hundred thousand, with everything complete, six million taels of silver a year is the bare minimum."
"Oh, then please have Marshal Chen train one hundred thousand elite soldiers. Every year, I will provide provisions, weapons, and other supplies worth no less than ten million taels of silver. If magical artifacts are included, it may double." Li Qingxian said.
"Your Myriad Harmony Commerce Guild is that profitable?" Chen Yingyang asked doubtfully.
Li Qingxian said, "At the end of the An Dynasty, the An Emperor emptied the Imperial Treasury, then called upon officials and wealthy merchants across the realm to donate money for military needs. In the end, five million was gathered, but after layer upon layer of embezzlement along the way, probably less than one million reached the army. Later, the various rebel kings stormed the capital, slaughtered the officials and wealthy merchants within it, and plundered fifty million taels in silver alone, not counting gold, jewels, and all manner of treasures. And that was only one capital city. This world has plenty of money and grain, but that money and grain have not been used in the right places. My Myriad Harmony Commerce Guild merely sends