The sound was like a drum, breaking through the night.

Listening to these orderly shouts, Lynn felt inexplicably emotional.

Alone, hunting in this wilderness, constructing, surviving...

But now, he had already become the lord of thousands!

Every word and action of his was watched by these townsmen and would be carried out as commanded by them...

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Lynn nodded and said, "Very good!"

"Next, Instructor Ross will be selecting among you."

"Those selected will begin their training with Instructor Ross starting tomorrow!"

As the words fell.

Lynn glanced at Ross beside him.

After bowing in salute, Ross, along with his newly appointed assistant Earl, walked into the crowd.

The next round of soldier selection began, expanding the army.

Under the hopeful eyes of many men, Ross and Earl were making their selections.

The men who were passed over wore expressions of regret and disappointment.

Those chosen to step out from the crowd were filled with excitement and pride.

Seeing those joyful faces, Lynn felt a bit complex in his heart.

He didn't know when it started.

These townsmen could do it, knowing well the sacrifice that becoming a soldier entailed.

During each recruitment and expansion, they did not hesitate a bit and would resolutely join the ranks of soldiers.

They longed to wear that standard plate armor, to hold that five-meter-long winged spear, to elevate their status from the bottom-tier workers.

They longed to have their fates in their own hands.

Only by becoming soldiers could they rapidily elevate their status through valorous deeds!

Time ticked by, bit by bit.

One stout man after another was selected.

Until an hour later, Ross, accompanied by Earl, emerged from the crowd, standing in front of Lynn.

Ross bent slightly, "Master, two hundred soldiers have been selected."

Lynn nodded, "Start training them tomorrow. From whichever step you decide."

"Then, dispatch a hundred soldiers who pass physical training to Wesley's archery range for archery training."

Ross showed no surprise, "Understood, Master."

As Lynn spoke, he walked towards the outside of the canteen, "You weren't present at the last castle meeting. Did Wesley convey the meeting's content to you?"

Ross, with Earl following closely, replied, "Master, Instructor Wesley has already conveyed it to me."

"Since that day, I have been organizing the soldiers for town defense training."

Lynn nodded, "As a military instructor, you know full well what that wall signifies!"

"If the soldiers can't hold it, and the invaders rush into our land, the only ones who will suffer are the townsmen!"

Ross's face instantly grew solemn.

As Lynn continued walking, wisps of white mist billowed from his mouth with each word.

"You should have gathered information about Morgan Town from Jeremy, yes?"

Ross responded, "Yes, Master."

"Lord Lawrence has brought a large army to Morgan Town, preparing to eradicate the bandits!"

Lynn looked at Ross and asked, "What are your thoughts?"

After a few seconds of thought, Ross explained, "Master, I believe this is not a good thing for your territory!"

Earl, closely following Lynn and Ross, listened intently to their conversation.

Since Master Lynn hadn't dismissed him, it meant these words were meant for him to hear.

Engaging in blind training alone, no matter how skilled, would still be a brutish tactician.

Only by being well-versed in various intelligence and familiar with various factions, and mastering various military strategies, can one be considered a competent leader!

Earl could feel that Master Lynn wanted to cultivate him!

Otherwise, a simple decree or a guard's relay of orders, and he could become Instructor Ross's assistant.

But.

Master Lynn did not do that.

Instead, he introduced and praised him in front of thousands of townsmen, appointing him as an assistant!

The grand aspect of such ceremonial proceedings is one thing.

His name and face were firmly remembered by these thousands of townsmen.

They will all know, that there is an assistant named Earl on this land.

And he will become a target for many townsmen to pursue and surpass.

If such a young man could become an assistant, they too could achieve it!

Lynn naturally didn't know Earl's thoughts at that moment.

He watched Ross with great interest, waiting for him to continue speaking.

Lynn had originally thought Ross would say, it would be a good thing for this land.

Ross continued to speak, "The Iron Blood Brotherhood Bandit Corps have been annihilated by Master you, and the remaining refugees and captives are all guarded in the coal mine for excavation."

"Lord Lawrence's arrival with a large army would then become a futile task."

"Dispatching a large army without any battle experience and returning empty-handed... is a major taboo for any commander or general, one that would cause the lord to lose trust in them."

"If Lord Lawrence wishes to make a mark, he will surely find a way to make it happen to showcase himself."

"Then any force near Morgan Town would be in danger..."

"Even as a vassal or a manor lord of Marquis Duca, he could accuse them of inaction, surge his army, and crush them!"

"It just so happens, providing a suitable explanation for bandit raids on villages and small towns!"

Lynn gave Ross a look of approval, his analysis was very correct, logical, and methodical.

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