Lynn raised his right hand, and the soldiers’ unified response imdiately ceased.
Just a few seconds later.
The rectangular formation of 3,800 soldiers fell into silence.
So quiet that everyone could clearly hear their own heartbeat!
Lynn moved his right hand, tightly gripping the hilt of his one-handed sword at his waist.
With a scraping sound of tal, the blade was drawn, pointing straight to the sky.
Lynn pulled the reins with his left hand, changing directions, and swung the one-handed sword forward with his right.
He shouted loudly, "March with !"
Lynn suddenly flicked the reins in his hand, and Mo Ying charged towards the outer gate of Weng City’s walls.
Red, Rose, and the soldiers around them were invigorated.
They urged their warhorses underneath them to trot forward, following closely.
The formation of 3,800 soldiers passed through the Inner City and city walls, marching on the well-paved red brick road.
Thanks to the red brick road laid by Avery and the stonemasons.
The soldiers’ formation moved swiftly and steadily.
With the clanking of armor pieces echoing through the grassy wasteland.
From the front team’s fifty light cavalry, to the Pan Rock Iron Guard at the rear.
The marching formation stretched for two to three hundred ters!
Despite the night falling at that mont.
But by the faint light of the sky.
You could clearly see the phalanx of 3,800 soldiers converging like a black tide.
Marching towards the distant outpost fortress and forest.
As they passed the edge of the woods and the outpost fortress, the soldiers patrolling on the top saw such a long formation.
And in the ranks, the lord on a tall horse, flanked by Lord Rose and Captain Red.
Their expressions were solemn, bodies standing straight, saluting from afar.
Not just them.
The dozens of soldiers stationed in the outpost fortress, upon hearing the heavy and orderly footsteps outside, all nervously ca to the gate.
They thought a large-scale enemy force had broken through Morgan Town’s defenses, evading the patrols within the forests.
Reaching their stationed outpost fortress.
About to launch an attack on the walls.
However.
When they saw the direction in which the soldiers were marching, and noticed that the soldiers were clad in the sa armor as themselves.
The stationed soldiers’ expressions changed from nervousness to surprise.
Such a massive force, almost mobilized entirely.
Clearly not just for defending Morgan, but heading to war!
They did not dare hesitate, imdiately rushing out of the outpost fortress.
To clear the road of cheval-de-frise and spiked barricades for the advancing troops.
After completing all these tasks, the stationed soldiers stood in place.
Saluting this troop and their lord.
Riding atop his warhorse, Lynn glanced approvingly at them as he passed.
Instantly.
The soldiers stationed there stood even straighter.
Even a re approving glance from their lord was enough to put great pressure on them.
Moreover, their hearts were filled with excitent and enthusiasm.
A lord commanding four to five thousand soldiers and twenty to thirty thousand townsn cast an approving glance at them.
This was an honor unto itself!
Waiting for their lord to lead the army past the outpost fortress.
They stood tall, their tense expressions slightly relaxed.
Watching the army fade into the distant darkness of the forest, disappearing entirely.
Only then did they withdraw their gaze, exchanging a few glances amongst each other.
As they worked together to move the cheval-de-frise and spiked barricades, they chatted excitedly.
"Did you see that? The lord just cast a glance my way!"
"What do you an your way? Clearly, it was aid at !"
"Alright, alright, what are you arguing about? The lord was looking at !"
"Chaz, you really are shaless! Hahaha..."
"Speaking of which, when can we also charge into battle with the lord, like they do?"
Amid their joyous discussion, a voice carrying authority interrupted them.
"Why think so much? Even if we’re just stationed at the outpost fortress now, we’re still the lord’s soldiers."
The stationed soldiers all fell silent, respectfully acknowledging.
"General Banner, sir!"
The middle-aged man, addressed as General Banner, continued speaking.
"Different positions require different townsn to fulfill!"
"So townsn beco farrs, responsible for planting in the territory."
"So townsn beco artisans, responsible for the production in the workshops."
"So, due to their physical prowess, are selected to be soldiers, or like the lord’s soldiers, combat the enemy directly."
"Or, like us, stationed at outpost fortresses."
"If an enemy intrudes into the forest, attacking the walls, we are the first line of defense, and we light the wolf smoke to warn the watchtower!"
"As long as we fulfill the lord’s requirents, diligently and responsibly doing our duties, it is enough!"
Dozens of stationed soldiers responded in unison, feeling enlightened.
"You are right, General Banner!"
"We will heed your teachings..."
The General Banner nodded slightly, withdrawing his gaze from the stationed soldiers, looking towards the distant dark forest.
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