System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 923 - 280: Offer Your Loyalty (1W)_2

[Talent]: Inspire the Army – When in a heavy infantry squad, provides continuous morale boost to surrounding soldiers, increases the troops’ attack speed and movement speed, enhancing overall combat efficiency.

[Skills]: Battle Cry Motivation – Emits a passionate battle cry that temporarily boosts attack power, defense power, and movement speed for all allied heavy infantry, while reducing the morale and combat abilities of nearby enemies.

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Lynn’s eyes lifted slightly as he observed the text panel presented before him.

In contrast to the other captives,

Tyrone Ramirez, identified as the Commander, was indeed far more formidable.

He possessed Level 3 in [Hunting], [Horsemanship], and [Swordsmanship].

His Attack, Defense, Constitution, and even Speed were all at D-level.

Moreover, he wielded [Talent] and [Skills] that could bestow enhanced attack speed, movement speed, attack power, and defense power upon nearby soldiers!

It could be accurately stated.

Tyrone Ramirez was a commander tailor-made for heavy infantry!

This was precisely the asset Lynn required at this very moment!

The number of soldiers within his territory was steadily expanding.

By now, the count had already surpassed four thousand.

However.

Commanders possessing both robust personal strength and effective management capabilities were merely a handful.

Having formidable personal abilities was crucial for leading troops into battle, ensuring their survival on the field, and earning their loyalty.

Management aptitude, on the other hand, was essential for guiding soldiers to endure.

Currently, only Rose and Wesley exhibited such qualities.

And now, with the addition of Tyrone Ramirez before him!

Nevertheless, Lynn understood the reality.

Securing the loyalty and command of Tyrone Ramirez and the eight hundred prisoners would not be a simple undertaking.

Lynn opened his mouth slightly, drew a deep breath, and declared with solemnity.

"Everyone!"

His voice cut through the air, and the previously restless group of prisoners gradually grew silent.

Their gazes converged, ultimately settling upon the young lord positioned at the forefront.

It wasn't only them.

Tyrone Ramirez's eyes were also fixed intently on Lynn.

Enduring such scrutiny, feeling the considerable pressure it generated,

Lynn maintained a composed expression and continued to speak.

"You were once soldiers, blessed with a glorious past, known as the Pan Rock Iron Guard...

"You possess your own inherent pride."

A flicker of confidence and pride was inadvertently visible on the faces of many prisoners.

To have defended the walls for a full week without succumbing to the relentless assault of fifteen thousand enemy troops!

Even though Pan Yan City ultimately fell after that week,

and only eight hundred of the original three thousand defenders remained,

such a battlefield record was more than enough to fuel their pride.

Their deeds were destined for eternal remembrance through oral tradition from future generations,

perhaps even to be etched into the world's official chronicles!

This was precisely the reason countless individuals aspired to become soldiers, seeking to elevate their status through warfare and attain honor!

Life, inevitably, finds its end.

But honor endures eternally!

Observing the radiantly confident expressions gracing the prisoners’ faces, Lynn subtly altered his tone.

"However, I hold no regard for who you were previously!

"Be you soldiers, commanders, or noble lords!

"The moment you step foot into my territory, Lynn Blake’s domain, you shall possess but a single identity—that of a territory citizen!"

As Lynn’s words registered, the expressions of many prisoners shifted to one of astonishment.

They had anticipated the young lord would sternly proclaim them as slaves or captives.

Yet, he spoke of them as citizens of the territory?

Naturally, Lynn perceived their bewilderment.

"Much like the current townsfolk residing within the territory.

"Provided you engage in either labor or training, contributing your efforts to the development of this territory, you shall receive sustenance and lodging.

"I shall assign each of you roles befitting your individual capabilities.

"Whether you become farmers, artisans, or soldiers...

"Beyond your daily labor and training, you will also have periods of personal time.

"Your sole obligation is to pledge your loyalty and offer your physical strength!"

As Lynn’s explanation unfolded, the astonishment on the prisoners’ faces gradually gave way to burgeoning curiosity and disbelief.

Their minds were filled with questions.

It was undeniable that they had been transported across regions as captives and sold to this territory.

Yet, listening to the young lord's pronouncements, it felt as though they had stumbled upon a sanctuary!

Simply by toiling, they could secure food and shelter?

At the forefront, Tyrone Ramirez’s brows were furrowed in deep concentration.

He appeared to be earnestly considering Lynn’s words.

After a brief moment of silence, Lynn’s voice deepened, carrying a more resonant tone.

"Certainly.

"You possess another option!"

Both Tyrone Ramirez and many of the prisoners turned their gazes towards Lynn with palpable curiosity.

Could there truly be a preferable alternative?

Lynn’s gaze swept across the assembled group as he articulated each word with unwavering clarity.

"That choice is to embrace death!"

The instant his words concluded,

the previously eager expressions of the prisoners instantly sobered.

From the young lord's intonation, the palpable aura emanating from him, }The soldiers stood arrayed around them, their armor gleaming and long spears at the ready. It was clear to all that their young lord was utterly serious. A stark choice had been presented: pledge their strength and loyalty, or embrace the finality of death!