System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 1167 - 320: Addressing You as the Fire of Lorraine

Forging and laying down metal tracks.

Producing gunpowder explosives to tackle the waterfall beneath the territory.

Manufacturing guns and cannons.

Even producing a steam engine...

At this thought, a sense of sigh emerged in Lynn’s heart.

Despite possessing the "Heavenly Artifacts".

There were still so many things demanding his attention!

Soon.

Lynn cast aside his feelings of lament.

Rather than being overly ambitious and worried here.

Better to handle the matters at hand!

While Lynn pondered over future development plans in his mind.

The sky outside the Manor Castle continuously changed.

From the blazing sun scorching the earth.

Until dusk fell, painting the world in a golden hue with the sunset.

Until finally, a dim gray dusk enveloped the world.

After having dinner with Red’s service.

After a brief rest, Lynn walked out of the reception hall.

Came to the open courtyard outside the Manor Castle.

Looking into the distance, under the night sky, the Fire of Lorraine continued to burn fiercely.

The orange flames almost illuminated the distant night sky.

However.

The burning sea of fire, it was only a matter of time before it would extinguish.

The towering mountains on both sides of Lorraine were made of stone.

Aside from a few vines and thorns, no trees grew there.

Without fuel to burn, the wildfire would gradually die down in a day or two at most.

Rose, along with three others after receiving his instructions, had each led a team of soldiers away from the Manor Castle, leaving Morgan Town.

The burning Lorraine happened to be a defensive barrier for Morgan Town.

With Morgan Town’s weak military force, it would block any unknown military force that might attack Morgan Town!

Moreover.

The continuous fire in Lorraine for several days.

Could completely burn the corpses of the twelve thousand soldiers of Jon Zaki’s army into ashes!

Thus.

Sparing Lynn from arranging the farmers to conduct the burdensome task of collecting corpses.

And avoiding the excessive accumulation of corpses that would fail to decompose, preventing outbreaks of various plagues.

While Lynn looked into the distance.

Not far from the Manor Castle in the darkness, the light of burning torches appeared one after another.

The speed at which the torch light moved was not fast.

More like someone holding torches, walking in the dark.

With a thought, Lynn opened the "Holographic Map" and took a glance.

Groups of farmers holding torches were pouring out from Morgan Town, slowly heading towards the Manor Castle.

The burning torches looked like a flowing river of flames.

Illuminating the faces of each Free Person and farmer.

Perhaps because Gavin had already explained the purpose of summoning them in advance.

The farmers, who had labored hard all day.

Their faces showed no signs of fatigue or exhaustion.

Instead, there was more excitement, surprise, and strong anticipation!

Closing the panel before him.

Lynn stood at a gap in the battlement, observing and waiting.

...

On the muddy road among the harvested fields.

Under the illumination of torchlight, groups of farmers were walking step by step.

Their eyes were bright, staring straight at the distant Manor Castle under the night sky.

Although still a few miles away.

They couldn’t wait to reach the Manor Castle.

Perhaps unable to contain the joy and anticipation inside them.

Murmurs arose from the crowd.

"Is it true that Lord is willing to allocate land to us?"

"Yes! I find it unbelievable too! We used to be just peasants."

"The Lord allocating land to peasants, such an act... It is no different than being blessed by God!"

"Exactly, only God doesn’t care about our status or position..."

"Well... I know what I’m about to say might seem overpraising..."

"But do you think the God we worship has ever truly done anything for us?"

"Instead, it was Lord Lynn who let us have full meals and not suffer beatings from the guards?"

"..."

Leading the farmers at the forefront of the team, Gavin naturally heard their words.

Gavin looked back at them and spoke.

"Alright, no need to continue with the whispers."

"When you reach the Manor Castle and meet Master Lynn, you will naturally know if being chosen as garrison soldiers and allocated farmland is true or not."

The farmers, hearing this, dared not whisper anymore and voices rose in response.

"Yes, Master Gavin Agricultural Officer!"

Although the responses were a bit disorderly.

There was no laziness or disrespect in the eyes watching Gavin’s back.

Because.

As their manager, as the Agricultural Officer, Gavin.

He never used a whip to hurry them to work faster!

In the farmers’ brisk march, the chaotic sound of footsteps continuously rose in the black night.

The silhouette of the Manor Castle in the dark ahead grew increasingly clear.

The farmers could already see.

The blazing furnaces lighting up atop the surrounding walls of the Manor Castle.

The farmers could faintly see, at a gap in the wall on the city wall.

Stood a figure both unfamiliar and yet familiar to the farmers.

Moments later.

Looking at the Manor Castle ahead and Lord Lynn standing on the wall.

Gavin hastened to instruct the farmers behind him.

"Everyone gather in front of the Manor Castle gates, form an orderly line, and await instructions from the Lord."

The farmers promptly responded in low voices, not daring to disturb the Lord on the wall.

"Yes, sir."

Gavin nodded slightly, instructing the dozens of farmers behind him to maintain order among the farmers.

After receiving responses, Gavin quickly headed toward the inside of the Manor Castle.

The dozen soldiers stationed in front of the Manor Castle gates merely gave Gavin a glance, without any obstruction.

Entering the Manor Castle and climbing up the wall.

Gavin hurriedly presented himself before Master Lynn.

Under Red’s watchful and warning gaze.

Gavin positioned himself four or five meters behind Lynn, bowed respectfully, and reported.

"Master, according to your command, all eight thousand one hundred farmers from Morgan Town have been gathered."

"Please issue your instructions!"