Subsequently, we only need to forge enough normal armor plates, transport them to the textile workshop, where the textile workers will stitch them together, then create appropriate linings that combine with the chest armor.

Thus, a set of composite armor can be completed.

Watching the sky quickly darken outside the workshop, Lynn instructed Ehrelo and explained some details of the padded armor production.

Only then did Lynn dismiss the blacksmith apprentices and townsmen who came to lend a hand from the workshop.

It was uncertain when that happened, but the drizzle outside had already stopped.

However, the temperature was too low, and the red brick pavement had already iced over with a thin layer of ice. Because it was so thin, just a step would crush it into fragments...

Walking along the ground with crushed ice, Lynn's gaze fell towards the front, where groups of townsmen were headed in the direction of the town's cafeteria.

Today, apart from a few workshops still maintaining production labor,

construction of tracks, forest tree felling, and so on, outdoor labor had almost completely halted.

However.

Lynn did not mind, as that day could be regarded as a rare day of rest for the townsmen without issue.

Development temporarily stalled, but the loyalty of the townsmen had increased considerably.

Watching the townsmen enter the cafeteria one by one, Lynn, with Red, returned to the castle.

The sky was dim, the temperature too low, the ground ice-covered.

Lynn could not arrange labor for these townsmen.

Rather than having the townsmen engage in inefficient labor that would decrease loyalty, it was better to have them return early to rest and warm up.

Back at the castle.

The familiar oil lamp glow and the warmth from burning anthracite enveloped Lynn.

Lynn unceremoniously sat before the fireplace, enjoying the warmth emanating from the burning anthracite.

With a thought, Lynn opened the Weather Forecast to check.

Tonight, the temperature will drop even lower, reaching minus seven degrees! It may even snow!

This weather will persist for a week!

Lynn could not help but furrow his brow.

The increasingly cold weather was both a blessing and a curse for him.

The benefit is that the colder the weather, the slower the march speed of Marquis Ducas' army heading to Morgan Town.

Lynn did not know how many soldiers Ducas' army would have.

But the more soldiers, the more considerations there are.

Considerations of terrain, selection of marching routes, and supply routes for food and water...

Only suitable routes can provide the army with a good marching direction.

Moreover, logistical support during marching tasks is paramount!

The reserve of grain and grass, weapons and equipment, and camping materials must all be guaranteed.

Especially in such cold, harsh weather, if the soldiers cannot keep warm and rest assured, even if they march to the designated location, they'd be nothing but scattered sand.

Not only the soldiers.

The riding warhorses, the carts transporting supplies, etc., also need resting camps.

If supplies and rest cannot be guaranteed, at best, they would be advancing boldly to the tiger's den.

At worst, it would be a risky long trek!

Cold weather can slow Ducas' marching speed while providing more time for his territory to develop.

The downside is that the weather is simply too cold!

At minus five degrees, the planted wheat seedlings can still resist.

But if it drops below minus eight degrees, the water content within the seedlings would freeze, ultimately withering and dying.

This would severely impact next year's winter barley harvest.

Without a bountiful harvest, his territory would always be dependent on purchasing food from outside!

Moreover.

The ground icing, river areas icing over, traveling merchant longboats cannot reach the Fisherman's Wharf of Kakasong City.

Merchants also cannot transport more goods to his territory.

Warhorses, slaves, even food and meat, etc.

These are all things he desperately needs.

Furthermore, Lynn felt, as this weather continues to develop.

Before spring arrives, Grayson obviously cannot bring a batch of slaves to his territory.

The townsmen of the town cannot work due to extreme cold, hindering development speed...

While Lynn was contemplating in his mind.

Kuisi's voice arose from behind Lynn, "Master, dinner is ready, you may dine."

Lynn responded and stood up from the armchair, heading to the main seat at the dining table.

While eating the food on the plate, Lynn spoke to Kuisi seated on the right, "Are the families of the deceased soldiers settled?"

Kuisi nodded in response, "It has been arranged, Master."

"There were twenty soldiers who died; their families were assigned to relaxing positions in the kitchen and similar areas."

"The dependents of the soldiers have also been registered. Upon having relevant job skills, they will be prioritized as managers of various positions."

"Additionally, each family was subsidized with a hundred pounds of wheat and a hundred pounds of fine salt."

Lynn enjoyed the roasted lamb in his mouth and responded.

He took a sip of distilled spirits; the comfortable sensation instantly filled his body.

Swallowing all the food, Lynn continued asking, "Did Rose report to you who killed the most enemies in the defense of the city?"

Kuisi recalled for two seconds and explained, "Master, the report has been submitted."

"He is Earl Mendes, who killed fifteen bandits in the campaign!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn, while eating, triggered a thought and opened the Resident Information Column panel.

As Lynn input Earl Mendes' name, an information panel emerged before Lynn's eyes.

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