Lord: Starting from the Pit-Dwelling Courtyard

Chapter 105: 2



Chapter 105: 2

Space is somewhat limited in the main city, and training grounds that require large areas, such as military camps, have been moved to the area under the west city wall.

Ron also built a small fortress in this area, where soldiers without leave lived because of the well-protected walls.

Watching the soldiers rushing towards the western city military camp in a mighty procession, the newly arrived refugees couldn't help but feel nervous.

Rem stood at the entrance of the earthen building, watching the militiamen run past him, nearly dropping his hoe. Behind him, Aisha held Reynolds, her lips pale.

"Master, is this a war?" Rem didn't answer, but just gripped the hoe tighter.

He knew very well that once war broke out, every man, regardless of his noble status, would be conscripted to the battlefield.

As Rem had expected, Chief Guard Sok arrived soon and summoned all the adult men in the two earthen buildings, totaling 221 people after deducting the elderly, women, and children.

He looked at the more than two hundred people standing haphazardly on the open ground outside the earthen building.

Fanta himself arrived: "By order of the lord! All men in the territory shall undergo basic training in preparation for the goblin war in twenty days."

Upon hearing the word "goblin," the refugees panicked.

Within the kingdom, there are still traces of goblin activity in many deep mountains and forests.

The evil of these goblins was ingrained in the very bones of these serfs and peasants.

Hearing that it was about fighting goblins, many serfs and peasants were somewhat timid.

Fanta had already announced: "Whoever defeats the goblins can claim a wife from the Women's Administration Bureau, and married men can receive 100 work points after the war."

Many men who had been single for half their lives lit up when they heard this.

Married people, like Rem, don't feel as strongly resisting the prospect of earning 100 work points after a victory.

After all, in the territory, work points meant food, and as long as you had enough work points, it was absolutely impossible to go hungry.

Ron looked up and glanced around at the western city wall.

The adobe walls were as rough as a dried-up riverbed, but there was nothing that could be done about it. The Blackthorn Wasteland was too arid, and if it weren't for the underground river, they wouldn't know how to survive.

Ron didn't delay; the building's magical aura had already lit up.

The blue bricks are magically drawn up from the brick piles at the base of the wall, and volcanic ash lime mortar automatically fills the brick joints, smooths them, and compacts them.

From a distance, a layer of bluish-gray waves is pushing forward along the wall, turning the earthen wall into a brick wall wherever it goes.

Rem, carrying a bundle of bone guns, walked past the base of the wall and was forced back two steps by the commotion.

Behind him was the militia, who had just received their weapons that day. Yesterday, the refugees were using hoes and carrying poles, but today each of them carried a bone spear and a flint hand axe at their waist.

More than two hundred people walked along the west wall toward the training ground, their footsteps sounding fragmented yet dense.

Someone muttered under their breath, "The lord did the work of hundreds of people all by himself!"

The veteran leading the team turned around and glared at them, and the whole team fell silent.

On the training field, Fanta stood on the platform, waiting for the ranks to be formed before speaking: "New recruit training, the first thing is to learn how to stand. If you can't stand properly, you won't get double rations today." No one questioned this statement.

Dylan stood in the seventh position from the left in the first row, his bone gun gripping so tightly it was burning hot.

Among the group of young men who had carried the stone slabs with him yesterday, one of them had pale lips and whispered, "I'm so scared of having to fight goblins."

Dylan didn't say anything, but just gripped the gun barrel tighter.

Ivan, wearing a slightly worn leather armor, walked over from the second row and stood next to him. Neither of them spoke, and Dylan's tense shoulders relaxed a little.

Ivan was a veteran who was sent to help train the new militia. Looking at the more than two hundred new recruits, he secretly made up his mind to make a name for himself in this battle and eventually enter the knight training camp.

He wants to become a knight.

Just as the lunch break signal sounded, the alarm bell on the north wall watchtower rang twice, short and low.

The scout has returned.

Thun led five Grimmmen through the northern gate, his cloak covered in gravel, his camouflage stripes still on his face, and his lips chapped and dry.

He took the water pouch Fanta handed him, drank a few mouthfuls, and said, "Dragon Tribe, Black Dragon Tribe, Great Dragon Tribe. And there's a flag even bigger than them all, the Goblin King's Royal Banner."

"How much?" Fanta's knuckles turned white as he gripped the sword hilt.

Tuen gulped down a mouthful of water and hurriedly said, "There are at least five thousand flying dragons, and no fewer than four thousand black dragons and great dragons. The royal guard has five hundred, and even the worst are elite goblins. There are countless goblin heroes. These are all goblin elites from the southern wasteland. According to reliable intelligence, these goblin elites have already spread to the surrounding goblin tribes. Based on this, goblins from all over the country are being gathered. It is estimated that this Blackthorn Great Purge may mobilize two hundred thousand goblins."

"Two hundred thousand sounds terrifying, but spread across more than 170 territories, that's only a thousand or eight hundred per territory." Fanta loosened his grip on the hilt of his sword. "These goblins can't concentrate their forces to attack one territory directly; that would be too slow and wouldn't be effective in clearing them out."

After all, each major cleanup must be completed before winter, and including the time it takes for them to be mobilized, they only have two months.

Fanta put on his helmet and turned to the messenger: "Report Thun's report to the lord."

Da Vinci appeared at the opportune moment: "Thun, the lord has ordered you to lead all the Grimm warriors to Harvest Town to assist Hilden in defending the city. Harvest Town is our granary and cannot be lost."

Now, in addition to being Ron's captain of the bodyguard, Leonardo da Vinci also serves as Ron's messenger.

"Understood!" Thun nodded, and without taking a break, went back to gather the Greens to prepare for their journey to Harvest Town the next day.

Leonardo da Vinci felt a pang of envy as he watched Thun depart.

"No, we must keep that kid Shanlier with us. We can leave these kinds of messenger missions to him from now on."

Outside the castle district, Old Hall stood on a newly built section of the city wall and wiped away his sweat.

He doesn't have the young master's incredible speed, but by the time the young master upgrades the adobe city wall to a blue brick city wall, his fortress should be completed as well.

In the courtyard of the pit-style house, Mrs. Moriel was already taking stock of the war supplies.

The coarse salt was packaged into small bags, and the green peanut oil was sealed in jars with wax caps.

The women's guard team split into two shifts to help the medical team transfer the wounded to the safe area on the second basement level.

Lillie was squatting in the hallway checking the last batch of bandages, while Penny was squatting beside her, helping her fold burlap.

Among the refugees this time, tests were conducted before they entered the city, and two more potential mages were identified. Among them, Penny is a water mage and is to be trained in water healing magic. Lillie is also a water mage apprentice, otherwise she would not be in charge of healing work.

Another promising mage is a very rare architectural mage, but he is too young, only five years old. He is currently being personally trained by Mrs. Moriel, and spends his free time reading and writing.


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