There is not even a need to worry about hunger.

But!

This is because Lynn invested a large amount of pea seeds and put in a lot of manpower and resources.

Thirty pounds of pea seeds per acre, five pounds more than scattering planting.

A wheel plow was used to cultivate the land, turning up the rich soil deep below.

The planting method of strip-sowing was adopted.

Special personnel were also arranged for weeding, watering, fertilizing, and top-dressing.

The abundant harvest of peas was expected.

It wasn't luck, nor was it relying on the sky!

This is the reasonable and effective planting of land, the rightful harvest!

After closing the panel, Lynn returned to the open ground in front of the village.

As soon as he stood still, Rose came galloping from a distance.

Seeing Lynn ahead, Rose hesitated slightly.

Suddenly pulling the reins, he halted the horse beneath him, and dismounted.

He quickly ran to Lynn and spoke, "Master!"

"We discovered a small group of bandits outside the city walls, looting a wagon caravan!"

Lynn was not surprised at all, and he asked, "Can you see which caravan it is?"

The ones who could manage to drive the wagon loaded with goods here were very likely the merchants he had previously traded with.

Grayson, Alan, Kari, and Boer.

The first three all had their own guard teams, only Boer...

Before returning to the village, Lynn received a warning from [Disaster Alert].

[Disaster Alert]: Attention! A small group of sixty or so bandits is roaming near your territory, plundering a caravan.

Rose shook his head and spoke with a hint of apology, "The distance is quite far, it's hard to see clearly..."

Lynn acknowledged and said, "Let's go have a look!"

At this moment, a guard had already led Mo Ying to Lynn's side.

Lynn directly mounted the horse, nudged Mo Ying's belly, and Mo Ying immediately understood and galloped towards the lime road ahead.

Red Rose and several guards followed closely behind.

...

On a desolate wasteland.

Ten double-horse-drawn wagons stopped on the road.

A series of galloping hoofbeats constantly surrounded the wagon convoy.

Accompanied by arrogant and rampant shouts.

Howl howl howl~

At the very front of the wagons, Boer's face was full of sternness, his mouth gritting his teeth.

Yes.

He was surrounded by bandits again.

He remembered the appearance and dress of these bandits, especially that man different from others—the burly man in plate armor.

Boer knew that this group was the Iron Blood Brotherhood Bandit Corps!

Boer wanted to resist, but he found that all these bandits were riding horses, holding swords.

The number of people added up to at least over sixty.

Despite being looted last time, he had spent a fortune hiring ten guards.

But against this group of bandits, they seem insufficient!

A middle-aged man holding a two-handed sword also had a face full of solemnity and tension.

He was the captain of this guard team, Ryan Isaac.

At this moment, Ryan's heart was full of bitterness.

He initially thought this was a light job, but unexpectedly, they encountered the Iron Blood Brotherhood Bandit Corps.

Ryan glanced at Boer and asked, "Master Boer, what should we do now?"

Boer said with some annoyance, "You, go kill them all!"

Ryan's eyes widened instantly, "Us? Master Boer, are you joking?"

Boer rolled his eyes, "Should I go then?"

Ryan instantly fell silent.

However.

Boer quickly began to think in his mind.

With the strength and number of these guards, it's impossible to break through this group of bandits.

Moreover, there are tens of thousands of pounds of food on the wagons.

There is only a possible way for them to survive.

First, disarm and surrender, hand over all the goods and wagons to the Iron Blood Brotherhood Bandit Corps, kneel down and beg for mercy, perhaps they will live.

Secondly, the distance to Master Lynn's city walls is still a stretch, but it is already visible from afar.

If the stationed soldiers on the walls can see them and report it.

Master Lynn might, in consideration of past dealings, send troops for rescue...

Just as Boer was thinking,

The bandits surrounding the wagons gradually stopped.

Their eyes were filled with greed when looking at the goods, and full of ridicule and disdain when looking at Boer and the others.

Clop clop clop~

The sound of iron hooves trampling the ground rang out.

Boer and Ryan's gaze involuntarily turned that way.

They saw the burly man in full plate armor, riding a warhorse, emerge through the bandits.

Looking at the shocking, centipede-like scar on the burly man's cheek, the two held their breath.

Anthony's cold gaze swept over Boer and the others, his voice deep and said, "Hand over the goods and leave immediately."

"Otherwise, die!"

Hearing these words, Ryan's heart slightly relaxed.

Luckily, they were just bandits seeking money!

Otherwise, his hard-earned brothers might not have survived.

Ryan immediately turned to look at Boer and found Boer's face full of reluctance and hesitation.

Ryan instantly understood.

For him, as long as the guards could survive, he could continue to find new employers.

But for Boer, if this batch of goods was plundered, he would face enormous losses, or even direct bankruptcy!

Ryan sighed slightly and advised, "Master Boer, think it over."

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