Ding!
Ding ding!
Ding ding ding!
Lynn grasped the handle of the Cross Pickaxe with both hands, lifted it high, and then, using the weight of the Cross Pickaxe and the power of his body driving his arms, slammed it down hard.
The sharp pickaxe tip sank into a piece of gray-white stone.
[Limestone]: Moderate hardness, can be used to burn lime cement, building stone, soil improvement, and more.
Crack.
With a crisp sound, the limestone instantly shattered into small rubble.
[Collection Experience +1]
[Collection Experience +1]
...
Lynn expertly swung the Cross Pickaxe sideways, a pile of rubble sliding backward.
Several slaves gathered the rubble into baskets and poured them into the cart.
Lynn stood straight, wiping the sweat off his cheek with his sleeve.
He glanced around, dozens of slaves, like him, were diligently excavating.
To be precise.
Even Master Lynn, as a Lord, was working so hard, how could they, as slaves, dare to slack off?
After half a day of digging, seeing the experience increase by a dozen points, Lynn exhaled a hot breath.
It was truly exhausting!
Before explosive mining the stone, manual digging was always high-intensity labor.
Fortunately, Lynn only planned to pave the road from the Salt Factory to the village, along with some main roads.
Otherwise, relying on the manpower of forty slaves would indeed be insufficient!
After instructing a few guards to keep watching the slaves continue mining, Lynn rode his horse along the road back to the village.
As far as the eye could see.
Several Wheel Plows were plowing the open land, pulled by oxen.
Smoke from the kitchen chimneys wafting, that was the chef cooking lunch.
Draft horse carts carrying fine salt were driven back to the village, storing the fine salt in the warehouse.
In the wheat fields, a few villagers were removing weeds that stole nutrients from the wheat.
After more than two months of growth, the wheat had already reached flowering stage.
After pollination, when the pollen grains from the wheat flowers combine with the pistil, the wheat enters the grain filling stage.
The days to maturity and harvest were not far off.
On the open space in front of the village.
A row of sturdy figures standing in formation caught Lynn’s attention.
Rose was solemnly instructing them.
"Since Master Lynn asked me to train you in military skills, then I am your instructor!"
"Orders must be obeyed without question, this is the basic rule you must adhere to as soldiers!"
"We will start with physical training, beginning with the strength and endurance of your upper and lower limbs..."
The words were powerful and commanding, the tone as strong as steel.
Rose was indeed deserving of being the former Deputy Leader of the 6th Cavalry Brigade of the Kruma Tribe in the Shar Khanate.
Lynn didn’t know why Rose became a prisoner of war, but he certainly had great strength.
Lynn was somewhat surprised to see that Red, the Guard Captain, was also among those being trained!
This guy really wanted to improve.
After joining Lynn’s Guard Team, these guards no longer had to engage in any labor.
Full-time commitment.
Lynn provided for their meals and accommodation, even caring for their families together.
They had no worries.
Their only responsibility was to complete their training and protect the village’s interests.
Before Rose arrived, perhaps they were still quite relaxed.
But now, their physical training and strength training were no less intense than the labor of the slaves.
Carrying logs individually, running weighted cross-country, doing push-ups and sit-ups, and so on.