The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Ah! It's really uncomfortable to sleep in this hammock!" Roland, who had just woken up in the morning, twisted his tired waist.

"I'll wipe, no, I'm so young, so I shouldn't be empty..." Seeing no one around, Roland was studying the happiness of the rest of his life.

"Sir, it's time to eat!" Caslo suddenly pushed the door in, and the dilapidated wooden door made an overwhelmed sound.

"Put it on the table!" Roland said casually, looking at the table with fresh stubble.

"Okay, sir, take your time." Caslow respectfully put the breakfast on the table and backed out.

"Well, not bad, very delicate!" Roland looked at the breakfast in front of him, a bowl of oatmeal porridge, three slices of white bread and two palm-sized grilled fish, Roland couldn't help being surprised, the craftsmanship of these big men Is there so good? The food they make can only be called eating without dying or making people hungry without dying...

Thinking of this, Roland pushed the door open, but with a bang, the wooden door finally collapsed overwhelmed. Roland's mouth twitched, and helplessly ordered the two knights standing guard to clean up.

"Caslow, who made breakfast today?" Roland curiously asked the Caslow Knight who was gobbling down.

"Well...the hostess of the homeless who came yesterday. After all, we don't know much about cooking, and Ivy is also a master who only knows how to eat! She doesn't look like a woman at all."

While speaking, Roland noticed the brown bread and water bag in Caslow's hand, and couldn't help frowning: "You just eat this stuff?"

Roland was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that the noble dragon knight would eat black bread one day. Thinking of this, Roland was extremely angry. How could these people make black bread for the soldiers who protected them! Roland quickened his pace and walked towards the homeless home that arrived yesterday.

At this time, the Leopard family was busy making breakfast for the soldiers. They carefully baked the ground flour mixed with bran into black bread and distributed them to the already hungry soldiers. There was also a pot of mushroom and wild vegetable soup simmering in the cauldron. The hostess of their family carefully served a bowl to each soldier standing guard. The half-aged children beside them looked at the food in front of them, full of desire, and they were shining brightly. His eyes stared straight at the way out of the bread and the steaming vegetable soup, but he just huddled behind his parents and worked hard to inhale the aroma...

"It's time for dinner!" The mother smiled and brought breakfast to the children, a bowl of gruel with bran mixed with vegetable roots and a small amount of wheat grains.

The children immediately gathered around, received their own portion of food, and gulped happily. The bran and vegetable roots that were hard to swallow were as sweet as the taste of mountains and seas in their mouths.

As soon as the aggressive Roland put his head together, he saw this sad scene, and his anger dissipated immediately. He looked at the bowl behind the couple, and there was their own food in it—with a few leaves of vegetables floating in it. broth.

Roland looked at all this helplessly. He didn't understand why this happened. Caslow, who had reacted behind him, quickly dragged Roland aside.

"Sir, we don't have much food, so we can only save some food..." Caslow explained in a low voice.

"I just want to know why the people under my rule are eating chaff! My soldiers are eating brown bread!" Roland's voice was low but extremely angry.

"It's winter now! We don't have any supplies..." Kaslow lowered his head and said sadly. This is the sadness of a force with no background... A cold winter may kill him. In addition to the food rewarded by the system, Roland He has replenished supplies, and of course he has no place to replenish them, which has led to the biggest problem facing Rapid City now - famine!

Roland rubbed his nose helplessly. All his ambitions came to nothing. How could Roland, who couldn't survive this winter, have any qualifications to revive Lagrand's glory?

"Organize the shooters to go hunting!" Roland could only rely on hunting to solve his immediate needs.

"Knight Commander Reynolds has already taken people! When this is a wasteland... It is destined that there will not be many large-scale prey..." Although Kaslow didn't want to say, he could only pour a basin of cold water on it.

"Isn't there any organization to go fishing? The Rapid River is less than two kilometers in front of us! There are a lot of fish in it for us to eat!" Roland asked again.

"There are no fishing boats and nets... Fishing with a rod can only be luck, and the harvest is simply a drop in the bucket..." Kaslow explained.

The air suddenly quieted down, and Roland and Caslo stared at each other at a loss.

"Wait! What do you think we're missing?" Roland's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fishing boats and fishing nets!" Kaslow repeated in confusion.

"Hahaha! Problem solved!" Roland suddenly laughed.

Kaslow was taken aback, thinking that the king of his family had been driven crazy.

"We have boats! Did you forget the Garen boats we used to board Long Lake Town?" Roland was now very wise about the decision to put away those boats.

"Where's the net!" Caslo quickly asked, is the boat good at fishing without a net?

"You wouldn't look in the ruins of Changhu Town? At that time, there were many fishing boats used by the shooters to escape! There must be a complete set of fishing tools on it. You ride a dragon and fly around the lake to look carefully. !" Roland hurriedly explained the method.

"That's right! Your lord, you are really too wise!" Kaslow rushed to an open space and summoned his dragon Yifei soaring into the sky.

"Someone!" Roland called.

"Sir!" Several knights patrolling around arrived after hearing the training. After all, there are only knights left in Rapid City, and all the archers with good bow skills went out to hunt.

"Call the idle knights, let's go fishing by the river!" Roland ordered.

After getting a few knights to assemble, Roland went straight to Ladir's house.

"Lord Ladir, we are going to solve the problem of food shortage in the city. Please take care of this place." Roland urged.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Your Highness, as long as my old bones don't die, there will be no danger in Rapid Flow City." Radiel smiled and reassured Roland.

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"Boom!" The heavy dragon body slammed into the grass by the river and made a dull sound.

Looking at the big bag on the dragon's back, Roland suddenly laughed. It seemed that Caslow had a good harvest from his trip~www.readwn.com~ From a cloth bag, you could vaguely see the exposed dried fish.

"How is it, Caslo?" Roland asked about his harvest.

"Great harvest! I thought they took everything away before we drove them away, but I didn't expect they left a lot!" Kaslow showed off his harvest with a bright face.

"How many fishing nets are there?" Roland asked what he cared about most.

"Oh! Fishing nets! There are 17 nets here! There are also 8 broken fishing nets, which can be repaired in the future." Kaslo untied the fishing nets from the dragon's back, and the young Fenglong murmured impatiently. , It seems that he is dissatisfied with the dragon that is used as a tool for carrying goods.

"Hahaha! Brothers! Fishing!" Roland said happily when he released the Galen boat that existed in the system space.

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In the evening, watching everyone around the fire roasting the plump white fish, Roland laughed happily. He fulfilled his duty as a lord and ensured the food and clothing of the people. Seeing the smiling people, Roland suddenly felt sad. When they got up, their arms holding the grilled fish were only covered with a layer of linen clothes, shivering in the cold evening wind...

"Sir, there are 11 more people coming today, they are 3 families..." Ivy, who had been staying in the city, introduced Roland to the newly arrived residents.

"Looks like I have to go to Iruba..." Roland sighed helplessly as he looked at the newly-clothed people in the same uniform.

"Caslow will accompany me to Iruber tomorrow, Reno, take someone to go fishing!" Roland turned his head and left after instructing everyone. He didn't want to see that sad scene.

"System! You are such a jerk! You can't even give more clothes to the refugees!" Roland cursed the System silently in his heart.

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