System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 904: Chapter 277: Wildfire (10K)

Amidst the echoing voices, figures stepped out from the farmland, following Gavin ahead.

As they departed, the once bustling harvest scene quickly turned desolate.

The middle-aged man tightly gripped the sickle in his hand, standing still, gazing at their backs with hesitation.

At this moment, another farmer came to the middle-aged man’s side and spoke.

"Norman, since everyone has gone back to the town to rest, why don’t we head back too?"

The middle-aged man referred to as Norman glanced at the somewhat gaunt farmer without saying anything.

The gaunt farmer continued speaking: "I think what that gentleman said makes a lot of sense."

"It seems to me that instead of desperately harvesting in a short time, a longer, more regular labor is more reasonable and can earn more rewards."

"As we’ve seen, there are vast farmlands here."

"Even if the Lord continues to hire Free People to come, it would be impossible to harvest it all in a short time..."

Listening to the gaunt farmer’s words, Norman swept his gaze around once more.

Under the night’s sky, he could see crops concealed by the dark gloom.

Norman responded in agreement: "Shall we go back to rest?"

The gaunt farmer, hearing this, smiled with a grin.

He moved his hand, nonchalantly taking the sickle from Norman’s hand.

"Let’s go back, put the farm tools in my basket together, they are in the way."

Norman nodded slightly.

The two then stepped forward, crossing the harvested farmland, heading to the town.

Leading the group of more than five hundred people.

Gavin glanced back at the trailing group, feeling a slight relief in his heart.

Compared to the number of farmers in Master Lynn’s territory.

This mere five hundred Free People is almost ten times fewer.

Yet he can still, together with Wilbur and some farmers who have been with Master Lynn for a long time, organize four to five thousand townsmen orderly.

As if hardly making any mistakes.

However.

That was in Master Lynn’s territory!

Master Lynn frequently appeared in the farmers’ sight.

With the living conditions provided by Master Lynn to the townsmen, a labor mechanism balancing benevolence and authority.

It had already tamed all those who entered his domain.

Appointed as the foreman by Master Lynn, he could effortlessly arrange and command without exertion.

Currently, he is not within Master Lynn’s territory; the Free People under him are not the farmers from Master Lynn’s land.

Instead, they are in Morgan Town, a batch of newly hired Free People.

Not yet tamed by Master Lynn.

He can only rely on his own ability to tame and constrain these Free People.

The speech he just gave was naturally inspired by Master Lynn’s speeches which he heard many times.

Facing the previous situation, he almost exhausted all his strength.

Imitating Master Lynn’s aura and attitude when addressing the townsmen, he managed to suppress the situation.

Whether it’s deception and threat, or borrowing authority as a pretense.

Even relying on the soldiers led by Centurion Earl for forced suppression...

These are all tactics.

As long as these Free People follow his labor arrangement and obey his orders.

Completing the harvest of Morgan Town’s farmland would suffice.

Until now.

Gavin deeply realized.

Standing on the platform in Lord’s Square, under the gaze of thousands, even tens of thousands.

Master Lynn faced immense pressure.

Yet.

Master Lynn could face all the gazes unflinchingly.

Clearly articulating, accurately conveying tasks and instructions to everyone.

Effortlessly mobilized everyone’s emotions.

Making them excited, filled with anticipation!

Gavin admitted, thinking he could never do it like Master Lynn.

Solemn, calm, composed!

While Gavin pondered in his mind.

Ahead, at the town’s exit.

Cavalry riding horses, holding torches, galloped out.

One patch of horse hooves landed on the dry, hard mud, making a low, dull sound of hoofbeats.

Due to nightfall, the sky was too dim.

The Free People couldn’t clearly see the figures of the cavalrymen.

But they could estimate from the almost line-like torch lights.

This cavalry numbered at least over a hundred!

The eyes of the Free People showed tension and worry.

If this cavalry attacked them.

They wouldn’t have the slightest chance to retaliate.

Only accepting slaughter by the cavalry!

Under Gavin’s gaze, the cavalry approached them continuously.

In less than half a minute.

At the forefront of the cavalry, riding on horseback, Centurion Earl raised his right hand.

The cavalry behind him understood and began to slow their warhorse’s speed.

Stopping the horses, Centurion Earl didn’t dismount.

He glanced at Gavin, then turned his gaze towards the Free People behind.

Centurion Earl instantly understood.

He asked Gavin: "It seems Gavin Agricultural Officer has resolved the issue using his own ability?"

Gavin smiled slightly, responding: "Yes, Centurion Earl."

"The issue has been resolved. Thank you for bringing the soldiers on this trip."

"Just call me Gavin, that’s how Master Lynn calls me."

Centurion Earl nodded, "Since the issue is resolved, let’s go back to the town then.