System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 892 - 275: Commander (10,000 Words)

Boer reflected that securing two thousand Free People was merely a starting point.

The land beneath Morgan Town stretched for at least a hundred thousand acres!

Such a vast territory, in times past, would have been easily managed by a handful of Manor Lords for cultivation. Each manor, equipped with one to two thousand laborers, could effortlessly tend to all of Morgan Town's arable lands.

However, circumstances had drastically shifted.

Master Lynn had consolidated all available labor from Morgan Town into his own domain.

Consequently, managing the harvest and planting within Morgan Town, alongside agricultural development, now relied solely upon two thousand Free People. This number was undoubtedly insufficient for the ambitious plans.

The Guard Captain, standing by Boer’s side, offered reassurance. "Master Boer, you may rest easy."

"Given the reputation you are progressively building within Kakasong City, coupled with the exceptional employment terms offered by Master Lynn,"

"Attracting additional Free People from Kakasong City should prove to be a manageable task..."

Boer’s thoughts turned inward, considering the captain’s words.

Indeed, his Guard Captain, Art, had voiced a valid point. Beyond the provision of food and lodging within Master Lynn’s territory, the Free People working in Morgan Town received a tenth of the harvest from every hundred pounds of grain.

Such reward percentages were not only astonishing to him but unheard of even by the generational farmers among the Free People.

Yet, Boer contemplated further.

Was this not characteristic of Master Lynn’s unconventional methods? His approaches to internal territorial development and external economic strategies were consistently novel, defying prior experience and imagination.

The most critical factor, however,

was Master Lynn’s undeniable success! His territory had transformed from a humble cluster of wooden huts into its current impressive state through relentless effort. He had systematically expanded cultivation, initiated external trade, manufactured arms and armor, enlisted soldiers, and established a formidable army.

Through these progressive steps, Master Lynn had gradually enveloped and integrated the lands outside his immediate domain, ultimately assuming control as the sole Lord of Morgan Town!

Recalling Master Lynn’s developmental trajectory caused a tremor of excitement within Boer.

Even if Master Lynn’s expansion were to cease at the boundaries of Morgan Town, the impact of his accomplishments, once disseminated, would undoubtedly be a subject of widespread acclaim and admiration!

Certainly,

Boer was acutely aware that with the land, workforce, military strength, and exceptional wisdom at Master Lynn’s disposal,

Master Lynn’s ambitious expansion was far from over!

He harbored a distinct premonition:

Should Master Lynn persist in his development, he might very well forge a legend capable of shaking the Karedi Empire and, indeed, the entire Garonia Continent!

More precisely, an Imperial Legend!

If Master Lynn were to reach such a pinnacle,

Boer Hansen would stand among the select few who had witnessed the unfolding of such a monumental saga!

By that time,

What transformations might he himself undergo, having engaged in numerous collaborations and trade ventures with Master Lynn?

Abruptly,

Boer’s heart swelled with anticipation, a vibrant glow illuminating his eyes.

Observing Boer’s contemplative silence, Guard Captain Art’s tone became slightly tentative, laced with concern. "However, Master Boer..."

Boer, returning to the present, cast a glance at Art and inquired, "However, what?"

Art didn’t hesitate, stating plainly, "If Viscount Jon Zack of Kakasong City becomes aware that you are recruiting Free People within the city and drawing them away from its jurisdiction."

"As you know, the Viscount’s notoriously calculating nature might provoke his antagonism..."

Boer’s expression grew serious.

He was well acquainted with Jon Zuck’s disposition—greedy and lustful, traits not uncommon among Noble Lords. However, what set Jon Zuck apart was his possessive obsession with wealth.

Anything he deemed his own, even a single penny, he would fiercely protect without compromise!

This extremism was evident when he impounded a cargo longboat on the Seine River simply because a traveling merchant had evaded a few pence in taxes, bringing the vessel back to Fisherman’s Wharf and imprisoning the merchant.

Following a brief pause,

Boer instructed Guard Captain Art, "The recruitment drive has commenced; we must proceed cautiously, step by step."

"Nonetheless, as a precautionary measure,"

"Arrange for the next contingent of Free People recruited to depart the city in smaller groups."

Art promptly acknowledged, "Understood, Master Boer."

Boer responded, his mind racing with strategic considerations.

Recruiting Free People on a modest scale within Morgan Town would pose no issue. Given Morgan Town’s existing size, enlisting a few hundred individuals would not be significant.

However,

if his initial plan to recruit two to three thousand people were enacted, that presented a different challenge altogether. For any Lord, even the unemployed Free People represented potential assets!

Nonetheless,

he still needed to inform Master Lynn of this delicate situation in advance.

Pushing aside his immediate thoughts, Boer turned his attention back to Art, speaking directly to him.

"Art, order them to expedite their return to Morgan Town."

"Master Lynn is likely anticipating their arrival for the harvest!"

Art’s face grew serious, "Understood, Master!"

...

Within the sprawling farmlands.

Groups of farmers toiled with utmost effort, diligently engaged in the harvest.

As the workers moved through, the sea of golden grains transformed into short barley stubble.

Through the well-organized and coordinated labor of the townsfolk, lorries laden with bound barley stalks were conveyed back to the modest settlement, accumulating in abundance at the Lord’s Square.