System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 831 - 264: A Soldier’s Duty (Part 1)
Wesley heard this and immediately bent down, "Yes, my lord."
"This hunting trip that led to the sacrifice of soldiers is entirely my responsibility."
"Please punish me, my lord!"
Lynn said nothing, just stared intently at Wesley.
Under the pressure of his gaze.
Wesley dared not lift his head at all, waiting for Lynn to continue speaking.
A few seconds later.
Only then did Lynn speak, "No need for punishment, go and rest."
"Starting tomorrow, divide the one hundred and fifty into three squads and appoint three captains."
"Each squad will go outside the territory to hunt and capture."
"I need you to stay within the territory, collect thirty assembled crossbows from the workshop, and lead the soldiers to learn how to use the ’Zhuge Crossbow’!"
Wesley’s face remained hesitant.
He spoke, "But, my lord..."
Before Wesley could finish his words.
Lynn directly interrupted him.
"Vice Thousand Households Wesley!"
"Is this the extent of your capacity?"
Upon hearing Lynn’s suddenly stern words, Wesley bent even lower.
Lynn remained seated on the lord’s throne, looking down at Wesley.
"As the appointed Deputy Thousand Households, as the leader of the archers,"
"Is your measure of capacity limited to constantly troubling over a soldier’s life and death?"
Facing Lynn’s reproach, Wesley dared not utter a word.
Lynn continued, "The sacrifice of a soldier is a huge loss, whether to you or to their families!"
"To their families, he could be a child’s father, a wife’s husband, a parent’s son..."
"To you, he is a soldier you trained."
"Likewise, to me, he is a warrior who could fight and bleed for the land!"
"However, this does not mean that as a leader, you can fall into guilt over the death of a soldier."
Wesley’s expression lowered, silent.
Lynn said, "As a commander, your task is to continue leading your archers, to continuously hone their archery skills."
"Only by making them masterful so they can kill more enemies on the battlefield can you give them true justice."
"If out on a campaign, faced with an insurmountable foe, as long as the archers have shot all the arrows in their quiver,"
"Even if they all perish, I will not blame you in the slightest!"
"Because it is their mission as archers, as soldiers!"
"I will have all soldiers’ names carved into a monument, so everyone in the territory will remember their contributions."
"I will ensure their families are well taken care of, with no worries at home."
Speaking here, Lynn’s tone shifted.
"However!"
"If you still feel guilty, then in the next war, bring back as many archers as you take out!"
Lynn’s voice suddenly intensified.
"Do you hear me, Wesley!"
Motivated by Lynn’s words, Wesley suddenly raised his head.
With a loud and powerful voice, he responded, "Yes, my lord!"
Lynn nodded, "Very good!"
"Keep your promise in your heart."
"You may leave now."
Wesley nodded heavily and bowed, leaving without a word.
Watching Wesley’s figure disappear at the steps of the hall.
Only then did Lynn retract his gaze and exhaled a breath of hot air.
A trained soldier dying in a wild boar capture operation.
It indeed was a great loss for him.
But at this point, it’s merely a little regretful.
His territory could not slow its development for anyone’s death.
Not even for a single soldier.
Even if the cavalry unit, currently comprising three hundred heavy cavalry and eight hundred light cavalry, is entirely lost on a future battlefield.
He would not stop in the slightest.
At most, he would feel briefly lamented and regretful.
He would continue to form a larger and more formidable heavy cavalry!
Because only by having a sufficiently powerful armed force could he ensure the survival and development of this land!
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Lynn’s eyes turned, looking off into the distance.
There.
Janet stood straight in her linen robe, her eyes wavering as she watched him.
Of course, Lynn knew.
When he was reprimanding Wesley, Janet had already entered the hall, standing there waiting.
Feeling Lynn’s gaze on her, Janet quickly lowered her head and reminded softly.
"Lord... the hot water is ready."
"You may now bathe."
Lynn responded softly, "I’ll go now."
Getting up from the lord’s throne, Lynn walked toward the chamber not far off.
As he passed by Janet, he said.
"Come in to assist with a massage in half an hour."
Even though Lynn had his back to her, walking forward.
His voice still accurately reached Janet’s ears.
Janet’s cheeks flushed instantly.
Her eyes full of reproachful color.
It had indeed turned out as she had guessed.
After Lynn had her prepare the hot water, he would definitely have her assist with bathing and massaging.
Then perhaps more...
Janet dared not refuse; she could only respond softly.
"Yes... my lord."
Watching Lynn’s back disappear into the chamber.
Janet’s heart was filled with complexity.
She had thought Lynn simply became the lord of this land by chance.
Then with luck, discovered three open-pit mines ready to be excavated.
Everything seemed to have fallen perfectly into place.
But after spending this time living in the castle.
Especially after Kuisi told her.
This land initially only had Lynn alone.
The territory had just a makeshift wooden hut.
The wooden hut was even built by Lynn himself, using a flint axe to chop and construct.
The town below was once just a patch of wild weeds.
Simply put.
Everything now visible.
All existed because Lynn built it himself from scratch.
Only then did Janet understand.
She had underestimated Lynn!
Now.
The only question Janet had in her mind was.
What kind of man could have such great...
No, to be accurate, such terrifying capability.
To accomplish all of this?
Clearing land, hunting, farming and logging, paving roads, building a city...
Transforming a barren piece of land into such a bustling town.
If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, Janet couldn’t have imagined it even in her dreams.
What amused her the most was...
She had once thought of using the power of Frank Manor to seize Lynn’s territory!
