The gap in the number of soldiers was simply too great.
Sending four hundred more light infantry only brought the total to a thousand soldiers.
Though it's not much.
At least it can enhance the defensive strength of the manor castle somewhat.
If he had learned about Jon Zuck's intelligence from Guard Captain Samuel earlier.
When Jon Zuck summoned supporters and led the troop from Kakasong City to attack Morgan Town.
He would have definitely had Wesley lead the soldiers and farmers to evacuate from Morgan Town immediately.
But things are different now.
Even if Jon Zuck gathers all his supporters' troops.
At most, it would be just over seven thousand soldiers.
And now, he has four thousand two hundred armed soldiers!
Excluding the several hundred soldiers.
Who have yet to be equipped with matching armor and weapons.
All the remaining soldiers are fully armored!
Even though there's a gap of about three thousand in numbers.
But with the advantage of heavy cavalry, archers, and the amount of armor.
If on an open plain.
You could use the archers' rain of arrows, the heavy cavalry's charge tearing through the battlefield, the heavy infantry's frontal attack, the light cavalry and infantry's flanking maneuvers...
It can completely engage Jon Zuck's troops head-on.
But Lynn knows well the cost of training a soldier.
To minimize unnecessary losses and prepare for stronger future crises.
He must be cautious, cautious, and cautious again.
Because.
A small Kakasong City is not his ultimate goal!
Through more than a year of constant effort, he has completed the initial accumulation of his territory.
Since it has come to this stage.
No matter what.
He wants to shake this world with some shock!
Let them know what a real iron beast is!
What does crushing mean!
However, to erupt.
It requires hibernation.
But Lynn believes the hibernation won't last long.
Taking a deep breath of the warm air under the scorching sun, Lynn's strong chest swelled for a moment.
After exhaling evenly, Lynn stood up from the long bench.
He once again plunged into the cafeteria kitchen, continuing to grind the experience for the "Cooking" skill.
[Cooking Experience +1]
[Cooking Experience +1]
[Cooking Experience +1]
...
Until dusk.
Lynn emerged satisfied from the kitchen.
With a thought, he opened the "Heavenly Artifacts" panel for a look.
[Cooking: Level 3 (736/1000)](＋)
After grinding the "Cooking" skill for several days, his experience has once again increased significantly.
Closing the panel, Lynn did not take Red back to the castle.
But strolled through the open space in the Lord's Square.
Some townsmen who had finished dinner were chatting while walking when they saw their Lord, quickly bowed in greeting.
Their mouths issued respectful words.
Lynn nodded slightly as a response.
With over twenty thousand townsmen in his territory now.
It's impossible for him to remember everyone.
But with the "Residential Information Panel" and the function to view everyone's personal information.
He can clearly know everyone's information and their current loyalty value.
These townsmen who actively stopped to show respect.
Most have loyalty values over 90%, showing an upwards trend.
Not just these townsmen.
Most of the townsmen in his territory now have loyalty values above 80%.
Including.
The eight hundred Iron Guards from Pan Yan City of the Portlands Empire who only arrived in his territory last month,
All increased to about 50%.
The faster the loyalty value of the townsmen rises, the higher.
This signifies the townspeople's satisfaction with their current life.
And their support for him as Lord.
As Lynn walked.
A sound of footsteps came from behind him.
Steadily and powerfully, from far to near.
Accompanied by the clanking sound of metal dragging across the ground.
Those townsmen who were chatting while walking naturally heard the sound.
They slightly frowned, searching around in confusion.
Within seconds.
Their gaze fell on a brawny middle-aged man, shackled by iron chains on both hands and feet.
Broad shoulders, walking upright like a tower.
Under a thin linen vest, his muscles were knotted like old tree roots.
On his exposed arms, veins bulging.
When the townsmen saw the terrifying scar shaped like a mouth on the middle-aged man's face, they quickly looked away.
Although the middle-aged man kept his head down, eyes on the ground as he walked.
The imposing aura emanating from him made them feel a faint tension.
Two guards brought the middle-aged man to Lynn's side, respectfully calling out.
"Master, Tyrone Ramirez is here."
Lynn turned, scanning the burly man in front of him.
Seeing the iron chains between Tyrone's hands and legs, Lynn spoke.
"Open them."
The two guards hesitated slightly.
But without any doubt, quickly responded, unlocking the iron chains on Tyrone Ramirez's wrists and ankles.
Red, standing guard by Lynn's side, was already in a state of high alert.
As a close guard, he didn't need to concern himself with what Master Lynn did or said.
The only thing he had to do was.