They widened their eyes, waiting for their Lord to give them instructions.
Feeling the once noisy Lord’s Square quickly become quiet, Lynn nodded with satisfaction.
His gaze swept across the crowd, and he said in a deep voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, you have been in the territory for more than a month."
"I presume you are already familiar with the lifestyle and work pattern of this territory."
The townsmen nodded but did not say a word.
Lynn continued: "Therefore, I will not waste words with you."
"I want to expand the army!"
"I need a thousand strong men to join the ranks of soldiers."
"Under the leadership of Lord Rose, you’ll undergo physical training, weapons training, and even riding skills training!"
The townsmen raised their eyebrows, their faces full of surprise.
Some of the townsmen’s gazes shifted.
They looked at the team of tall and sturdy soldiers wearing standard plate armor and holding long spears, standing not far from Lynn.
Instantly.
Their eyes were full of admiration and envy.
A large portion of these people were peasants.
Let alone becoming full-time soldiers, even becoming guards or followers was something beyond their reach.
Generations in slavery meant that even if they bore children, those children would also be slaves!
But now.
Their Lord, standing on the platform ahead, loudly told them.
A thousand soldiers would be selected from among them!
This meant they had a chance to change their status!
Because.
They had already heard from literate townsmen.
Becoming a soldier and killing enemies could earn military merits!
Merits could be exchanged for land!
Or even a government position!
Seeing the eager expressions on the townsmen’s faces, Lynn loudly questioned.
"Who is willing to become a soldier to protect this territory?"
"To risk their heads, shed their blood, and even die in battle?"
A somewhat robust middle-aged man stepped forward, "Lord, I am willing!"
As his voice fell.
Another young man also stepped out from the ranks.
"I am willing too!"
With these two men volunteering to stand up.
One after another, men began shouting their responses.
Gradually, they formed a unified response.
Lynn raised his hand again, and the excited voices gradually quieted down.
Lynn addressed the crowd: "Very well!"
"Next, Lord Rose and Centurion Earl will lead the soldiers to select you!"
"If chosen, you can refuse if you are unwilling."
"This territory will never forcibly conscript troops like other lords!"
Having said this, Lynn’s gaze turned to look at Rose and Earl standing not far away.
Lynn did not need to speak.
Understanding the signal, Rose led Earl and a team of soldiers into the crowd at the Lord’s Square.
The selected townsmen, whether joyful, confused, or thoughtful...
Yet not one chose to refuse!
Lynn stood on the platform, surveying the scene.
Even though there were six thousand townsmen here, they were nothing but peasants.
Constant hunger was the norm!
To pick tall and strong men from these townsmen, it could only be said the man was extraordinarily gifted.