The next morning.

After having a delicate breakfast, Lynn walked out of the Red Brick House.

Compared to yesterday, today's temperature has dropped noticeably.

So much so that when Lynn exhaled, steam appeared!

With a thought, Lynn glanced at the [Weather Forecast], and the morning temperature was only five degrees.

Fortunately, the coarse wool robes were distributed yesterday.

Otherwise, with such a temperature, who could bear going out to work?

Lynn paced through the town, inspecting.

Despite the temperature drop now, the townsmen still haven't stopped their labor.

A few kitchen helpers were driving the ox carts, moving slabs of pork and sacks of barley to the kitchen.

Beside the well, seven or eight people were washing vegetables, preparing to cook today's lunch.

The townsmen responsible for construction were driving ox carts, transporting various needed iron tools.

Even though there were no more guards to supervise them on the land now,

all the townsmen were working voluntarily.

Because they knew their work was not only for the Lord Lynn but for themselves as well.

Not far away.

Behind Lynn, a series of rhythmic running sounds arose.

Lynn turned his head to look, and it was Rose leading a group of soldiers clad in coarse wool robes.

Rose commanded the soldiers to stop and approached Lynn alone.

With a slight bow, he respectfully called out, "Master!"

Lynn glanced at him and asked, "How many soldiers did you bring?"

Rose did not hesitate and said solemnly, "Master, as per your request, two hundred soldiers in total!"

Lynn nodded slightly, "Let's go, to the Blacksmith Workshop together."

Rose did not say much, responded, then mobilized the two hundred soldiers to follow behind Lynn and him.

The passing townsmen were full of surprise seeing such a massive contingent.

However, when they saw Lynn at the front,

Their expressions returned to normal.

Master Lynn is the soul of this land.

As long as Master Lynn is present, there's nothing to fear.

Passing by the Red Brick Houses, soon the Blacksmith Workshop appeared in the eyes of Lynn and the others.

Whether it was Rose or the soldiers behind, their expressions noticeably showed a hint of joy.

Master Lynn brought them soldiers to the Blacksmith Workshop.

Even if Master Lynn did not explain, they could vaguely guess...

It's certainly related to armor!

Before approaching the entrance of the Blacksmith Workshop, the soldiers' orderly footsteps caught the apprentices' attention inside.

As the foreman of the workshop, Ehrelo stepped out first to check.

When he saw Lynn, he immediately jogged up, respectfully calling out, "Master."

Lynn acknowledged with a sound and asked, "Are the two hundred sets of Standard Plate Armor ready to move out?"

Ehrelo did not hesitate, "All have been moved out, they're at the open space behind the workshop."

Lynn said nothing, his gaze falling on Rose next to him.

Rose instantly understood, began directing the soldiers to detour to the back of the workshop.

The space of a Blacksmith Workshop is large enough to accommodate labor for about two hundred people without issue.

However, having these two hundred soldiers pass through would be too crowded.

Lynn walked into the Blacksmith Workshop.

Suddenly, a comfortable warmth enveloped Lynn's entire body.

The Blacksmith Workshop in autumn feels like a furnace.

Now in the winter, it strangely feels comfortable.

Winter is indeed suitable for blacksmiths to forge and craft.

Lynn looked at Ehrelo and said, "Ehrelo, how many sets of Standard Plate Armor can the three Blacksmith Workshops produce each day?"

Ehrelo recalled for a few seconds and explained, "Master, twenty sets."

Lynn pondered momentarily, then continued to ask, "Do you think it's a lot?"

Ehrelo dared not answer Lynn's question, slightly lowered his head.

Lynn continued, "To increase the production of Standard Plate Armor, I don't even require you to use forging techniques to craft pig iron into armor."

"Instead, switch to iron smelting, using sand box casting!"

"In other words, your three Workshops only need to systematically conduct casting work, then follow my model sizes to trim and polish the plate armor, and cut leather liners for installation."

"I believe such a workload isn't difficult for three Workshops and eight hundred blacksmith apprentices, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ehrelo quickly answered, "Not difficult, Master!"

Looking at Ehrelo's serious expression, Lynn continued, "Including these two hundred sets of plate armor, I must see a thousand sets of Standard Plate Armor by the end of the month."

"Otherwise, daily wages will be canceled!"

Ehrelo raised his eyebrow, "Yes, Master."

Lynn withdrew his gaze from Ehrelo.

In the sentry gaze of blacksmith apprentices along the way, Lynn moved towards the back of the Blacksmith Workshop.

Walking through a door frame without a door, Lynn stood on the Red Brick open space behind the workshop.

In front of him was a pile of parts for Standard Plate Armor.

Sixty sets for robust bodies, seventy sets for average-sized bodies, seventy sets for ordinary-sized bodies.

Most of the townsmen in the territory are of average and ordinary size.

As ordinary Free People or Peasants, many have never had adequate nutrition from a young age.

To develop a robust physique can only be considered a natural talent!

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