This kind of labor allocation might be further refined, but for Lynn at the moment, it has already reached its pinnacle.
Returning to the town.
Lynn strode straight to the training ground outside the town.
A few minutes later.
A simple archery training ground appeared in Lynn's sight.
Built with logs and wooden planks, enclosing the training ground in a circle.
To prevent arrows from accidentally flying out of the training ground, causing unnecessary accidents.
Lynn's gaze swept around; the training ground was originally located on open wilderness, offering a wide view and excellent visibility.
Inside the training ground, there were targets made from nailed-together simple wooden planks.
Covered with some coarse cloth and animal hides to increase the friction of the arrows hitting the targets.
At this moment, Red was pacing behind the soldiers, his deep voice rhythmically echoing from his mouth.
"Pre-draw!"
