A strong and loud voice suddenly rang out.
Those who were still looking around imdiately began searching.
Finally, their gaze landed on the tall and handso man.
Confirming that the young and handso man was claiming to be the Lord, a distinct look of surprise appeared on their faces.
Such a young Lord!
However, seeing the guards around them, they dared not utter any words.
They all looked up at Lynn.
"Everyone, there’s no need to be nervous or afraid."
"Being able to co to this territory... will be the luckiest thing in your life."
A look of doubt appeared on the faces of the refugees.
Having left their hos, jobs, and houses behind...
They ca to this wilderness to escape for their lives.
Can this really be called the luckiest thing?
Lynn continued speaking.
"In this territory, you will have a wall to rely on, with standard plate armor soldiers for protection. As for bandits... they will never dream of crossing into this territory."
The refugees looked at the wall to their left.
The presence of the wall indeed put them at ease.
If their village also had such walls, they would never have been attacked by bandits!
"In this territory, you will no longer worry about food or shelter. You only need to work hard at the tasks I arrange..."
"You will receive three als a day, and have red brick houses like the ones you see now, with each house occupied by a family or two people only!"
"You will have hos and rooms that belong to you. You can cook in the fireplace in the living room or burn anthracite for warmth. You might even receive long robes made from coarse wool like those soldiers, to keep warm in the winter!"
"You will receive different work assignnts, perhaps in handicraft workshops, weaving, pottery, forging..."
"Or logging, farming, breeding, digging..."
"You could even beco like them, a guardian of the territory—heavy cavalry!"
"Harder positions will co with benefits!"
"And your underage children will also have their place—schools."
"They will receive taught approval from the scholars of Triumph City in schools!"
At this point, Lynn paused, "To obtain all of this, all you need is to work hard!"
In Lynn’s view, there was nothing novel in his words.
From the initial promise of three als a day, alleviating hunger concerns,
To having als with at, then red brick houses, to children receiving education, to becoming plate armor soldiers...
However.
Even now, Lynn has never painted a false narrative for these townsn.
All along, he only promised what the territory had.
Upon hearing this.
The newly arrived refugees’ eyes began to shine with a peculiar light.
If what this young Lord says is true...
Then this place is simply heaven!
Because no matter where they go, they are destined to labor for food.
But here, they will receive all of this in advance.
A young refugee stepped forward and responded.
"Lord, my na is Wesley Don Quixote, the last descendant of the Don Quixote Clan."
"I am willing to join your territory and offer you my loyalty!"
As Wesley Don Quixote ca forward and responded, more refugees expressed themselves one after another.
"Lord, our family is also willing to join your territory."
"Lord, I am willing too."
"Lord, my wife is pregnant; please allow her to stay. I can do her share of work!"
"..."
Lynn looked at the last speaking middle-aged man.
Beside him, a middle-aged woman wearing just a coarse wool robe was carrying a round belly.
Lynn spoke, "Pregnant won over three months need not work and can rest at ho."
"Moreover, pregnant won shall receive eggs and chicken to supplent their nutrition."
"Next year, they will even receive sheep milk and cow milk!"
Listening to Lynn, so refugees had faces of joy.
This Lord actually provides such good care for pregnant won?
It’s known that other Lords, regardless of whether Free People are sick or pregnant...
As long as Free People do not labor, they receive no wages and might even be penalized for breaching their contracts!
But here, the treatnt for pregnant won is exceptionally high.
Completely beyond their imagination.
Is such treatnt really sothing these people can enjoy?
The words from Lynn touched all the refugees.
They wondered what life would be like afterward.
In reality, under the pressure of these fully ard plate armor soldiers, even if the Lord here asked them to work tirelessly, they would have no choice.
No way can bandits’ power compare to standard plate armor soldiers?
Lynn instructed Rose to have the soldiers lead these refugees to the small town, and he mounted Mo Ying and returned to the small town ahead.
The papermaking workshop was about to be completed.
It’s perfect timing to assign them to the papermaking workshop production.
The remaining eight hundred construction workers and the two hundred apprentices from the woodworker workshop can begin track construction!
When Lynn returned to the small town, it was nearly midnight.
By the ti those refugees reached the small town, it would be at least two or three in the morning.
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