System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 1035 - 298: Decisive Victory (10,000)

Descend the stairs and step out of the manor residence.

Brick spotted in the distance.

A few maids, whose linen robes were soaked from washing clothes, revealing their alluring body outlines.

Brick also felt no interest.

Zock headed for Kakasong City; Viscount Jon Zuck was likely to launch military action against Alba Town.

This made Brick feel a huge crisis.

After a brief and casual chat with Alex by his side, they bid farewell.

With the support of the guard, Brick stepped into the carriage compartment.

Brick instructed the coachman, "Return to the manor residence!"

The coachman sitting ahead, upon hearing the instructions of the Manor Lord,

quickly responded with sharp commands, flicking the whip to drive the horses forward.

Heading towards the gravel and mud road ahead, they proceeded.

The guard that Brick brought along, riding on their horses, quickly followed.

Closely following in departure was Alex’s carriage convoy.

Watching the two manor lords depart, disappearing in the distant fields.

Lorenzo then withdrew his gaze, turning to enter the manor residence.

Passing through the reception hall again, climbing the staircase, he arrived at Helena’s study.

Lorenzo glanced around and saw Helena standing by the window, immediately stepping up.

Coming to a spot five or six meters behind Helena, Lorenzo bent in salute, speaking respectfully.

"Lady Helena, the two manor lords have already left."

Gazing through the wide-open window at the carriages departing into the distance,

Helena did not turn back and asked, "Did the two manor lords mention anything?"

Lorenzo quickly responded, "They said nothing."

"After descending the stairs, leaving the manor residence, they each boarded their carriages and left."

Helena responded, "I understand."

"Prepare the carriage for tomorrow morning, I need to personally go to Morgan Town!"

"By the way... how much medium-quality linen cloth is left in the warehouse?"

Lorenzo thought for a few seconds and spoke.

"Excluding the batch sold over three months, there’s an estimated thirty thousand yards left."

Helena nodded, "Prepare ten thousand yards of linen cloth to load onto the carriage."

Lorenzo, having listened to the entire meeting,

naturally knew the purpose of this ten thousand yards of linen cloth.

Lorenzo bowed in response, "Understood, Lady Helena."

Seeing Helena remain silent, Lorenzo understood the cue and retreated quietly.

As the sound of the closing double wooden doors echoed,

only Helena’s study once again fell into silence.

One could even hear the ’sizzle’ of burning mugwort and fibrous leaves in Helena’s hand-held pipe.

As Helena exhaled smoke, a murmur escaped her lips.

"Lynn... Lynn..."

...

Morgan Town.

The setting sun gradually descended, sinking below the horizon.

The radiating red-orange glow painted the manor castle and the vast fields ahead in golden hues.

Within the manor castle,

Lynn sat upright on the manor lord throne in the reception hall.

Compared to the wooden lord chair in his castle,

the manor lord throne at Frank Manor was evidently more luxurious and imposing.

The throne was crafted from solid oak, weathered and polished over generations, the wood bearing a deep brown hue.

The chair’s back was tall and sharp, carved with the emblem of the Frank Clan, a soaring eagle.

The seat surface was draped with soft sable fur, with golden threads embroidered intricately along the edges.

Below the throne was a three-tiered carved stone platform.

In front of the platform stood Gavin, bowing.

Respectful words emerged from Gavin’s mouth.

"Master, with the current workforce of six hundred Free People,"

"to complete the harvest of Morgan Town’s one hundred twenty thousand acres of farmland, it will likely take until early September..."

Lynn nodded slightly to indicate his acknowledgment.

Gavin’s report aligned closely with his previous estimates.

Gavin hesitated a bit and said, "Master, if there were more manpower..."

"It doesn’t need to be like your lordship’s territory with four or five thousand,"

"even if just over a thousand, I can assure you."

"By the end of this month... within half a month’s time, I can lead them to harvest all the crops in Morgan Town’s fields!"

Just as Lynn was about to speak, the sound of running footsteps came from outside the manor castle.

Lynn, along with Gavin and Red, directed their gaze towards it.

A soldier wearing composite armor entered the reception hall, quickly striding toward Lynn.

Coming to a standstill beside Gavin, the soldier reported.

"Reporting to the Lord, the patrol soldiers from Morgan Town have come to report."

"Lord Rose and Lord Wesley are leading a significantly large team and have entered the vicinity of Morgan Town."

"They are moving towards the manor castle."

Lynn’s eyebrows slightly raised, looking at Gavin, he spoke.

"It seems that Rose and Wesley have brought back the workforce you needed!"

Gavin’s face also showed a hint of surprise.

As the Agricultural Officer appointed by Master Lynn for Morgan Town,

the only concern is the agricultural production and construction in the fields.

Gavin doesn’t care where these workers came from.

Whether they are Free People hired from Kakasong City,

or Peasants captured and taken from other small towns,

he only needs labor, a large quantity of labor!

Dismissing the soldier, Lynn rose from the lord’s throne, striding towards the outside of the manor castle.

Red and Gavin followed closely behind.

Outside the manor castle, they stood at the opening of the parapet.

With the vantage of the manor castle’s height and the setting sun’s glow, Lynn looked far into the distance.

Sure enough, as the soldier reported,

a long line was moving towards the manor castle from the vast fields in the distance.

At the forefront of the advancing group were cavalry riding tall warhorses!

Despite the distance, making it hard to see the cavalry’s faces clearly,

that familiar black-gray color allowed Lynn to recognize them at a glance.

It was precisely the standard plate armor cast using sandboxes by the apprentices in the blacksmith workshop, hand in hand.

As time quickly passed,

the cavalry force grew ever closer.

Lynn finally discerned the advancing formation.

Rose, clad in standard plate armor, rode atop his warhorse.

Illuminated by the sunset’s rays, the black-gray armor shone with a peculiar gleam.

Rose’s solemn face and eyes reflected a palpable fearlessness and confidence.

Together with the pure-blood Badan Empire warhorse, towering and imposing,

it further added to Rose’s heroic aura!

Beside Rose was Wesley, also riding a warhorse.

Unlike Rose’s eye expression,

Wesley possessed eagle-like sharp eyes!

Seeing the soldiers’ faces filled with joy and excitement, and within the advancing formation, the large workforce carrying abundant supplies...

Lynn understood,

this external campaign had achieved a great victory!