System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 576 - 222: Monocular Telescope (10,000 Words)

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Chapter 576: Chapter 222: Monocular Telescope (10,000 Words)

The workers from the textile workshop are tasked with uniformly patching and producing composite armor.

The division of labor is clear and orderly!

Lynn felt a sense of satisfaction.

While observing, the foreman of the Blacksmith Workshop, Ehrelo, strode out from inside the workshop.

Ehrelo came before Lynn, bowed, and respectfully said, "Master."

Lynn glanced at Ehrelo and directly asked, "Ehrelo, do you know how many soldiers there are in the territory now?"

Ehrelo’s expression showed a slight surprise.

A moment later, he hesitantly replied, "Master, is it one thousand five hundred?"

Lynn shook his head, "Soldiers plus guards, there are two thousand in total."

"However, up to now, at least six to seven hundred soldiers have yet to wear armor!"

"It’s fortunate that no hostilities have broken out yet. If there were to be a battle, soldiers without armor protection would simply be sitting ducks!"

"At most, in a single charge encounter, they would perish tragically under the enemy’s hooves..."

Ehrelo fell silent, not daring to utter a word.

Suddenly.

Ehrelo thought of something, and he resolutely stated, "Master, what do you need the Blacksmith Workshop to do?"

"Even if the Blacksmith Workshop has to work non-stop day and night with its twelve hundred people, we will give it our all to complete the task!"

Perhaps due to Ehrelo’s loud voice.

The group of Blacksmith Apprentices, busy in their work, curiously looked over.

Once they understood Ehrelo’s words clearly, their previously puzzled gazes turned resolute as well.

Seeing Lynn remain silent, Ehrelo continued to shout, "Master, give the order!"

Lynn’s gaze swept over everyone and finally returned to Ehrelo.

Lynn asked, "What is the daily production of armor plates in the Blacksmith Workshop right now?"

Ehrelo took a few seconds to recall and answered, "Master, the workshop has a total workforce of twelve hundred people, achieving an average of five plates per person."

Lynn nodded.

Ehrelo’s report this time seemed unchanged from previous reports.

It’s still an average of five plates per person, producing six thousand armor plates daily.

But Lynn was well aware.

The size of the armor plates produced by the Blacksmith Workshop had changed.

From an initial width of ten centimeters to a width of five centimeters.

A forged iron plate originally only required three to five cuts, now needs at least six to ten cuts.

The Blacksmith Workshop has managed to maintain daily production while the workload has increased.

That’s already quite commendable.

However, Lynn still spoke up, "I need the Blacksmith Workshop to produce even more armor plates daily!"

Upon hearing their lord’s voice, Ehrelo and the group of Blacksmith Apprentices held their breath instantaneously.

They widened their eyes, waiting to hear more.

Lynn said in a deep voice, "Beginning today, the Blacksmith Workshop will increase the workload."

"From eight in the morning until ten at night!"

"There will be a one-hour meal break in between."

"Your task is to go all out in production, spare no effort in forging!"

"I need the weight of daily production to reach fifteen thousand armor plates!"

Once his words fell.

A burst of synchronized shouting erupted from the Blacksmith Apprentices.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Each shout surpassed the previous.

Lynn raised his right hand, and the orderly shouts stopped immediately.

He continued, "I need to tell you upfront! This is not just about rushing to meet deadlines!"

"I need you to ensure the quality of the armor plates while increasing production."

"Because the armor plates you forge are used to make armor, to protect soldiers’ lives!"

"Understood?"

Uniform shouts resounded again in the Blacksmith Workshop.

"Understood! Understood! Understood!"

Even the apprentices from the neighboring Flint Blacksmith Workshop were curious and stepped out to witness the scene.

Lynn lowered his right hand again, causing the Blacksmith Workshop to quiet down.

It was so quiet that one could hear the ’popping’ sound of anthracite mixed with slight impurities in the iron smelting furnace.

Lynn continued, "Of course, as a reward for your efforts, your military merits obtained from daily labor will be doubled!"

Wow!

A wave of excitement surged throughout the Blacksmith Workshop.

They looked at their Master Lynn with incredulity written across their faces.

Confirming that Master Lynn was not mistaken, the atmosphere of excitement spread quickly among them.

They are Blacksmith Apprentices, who forge with freezing cold iron hammer and iron blocks in the bitter cold, which is their job.

In the scorching heat, where the workshop temperature reaches forty-five degrees, they still sweat profusely and swing the iron hammer.

Compared to their previous life in village towns.

Even if life now is harsh, they have no complaints.

At least they don’t worry about hunger or coming home to find marauders have slain their wives and children!

The most crucial part is.

Their Master Lynn fulfilled the promise he made when they arrived in this territory.

As long as they work diligently according to Master Lynn’s demands, they would never have to worry about hunger.

Therefore, they must also fulfill their promise.

Wherever Master Lynn arranges them, they will work accordingly.

But now.

When their Master Lynn told them their military merits from daily labor would be doubled!

Of course, they would be surprised and excited.

With military merits, they can acquire their own land!