The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Yeah! As expected of the eggs of demon beasts, this energy is rich..." Roland wiped his mouth and ended his breakfast. A simple fried egg almost made Roland cry. He hadn't eaten this thing for a long time.

"Woooooo~" The melodious sound of a horn came from a distance, and along with the creaking sound of friction, all the gates of Rapid City slowly opened...

The civilians filed out with various tools. They would search for various materials along the way with Rapid City as the center, and some civilians walked towards the Rapid River. They carried fishing nets and pushed carts, and the entire Rapid City. Most of the meat products are supplied by them, perhaps because of the abundance of fish, with the increasing number of civilians in Rapid City, countless fish and meat products have been developed by the Lagrand people who are good at creating, like what? Fish balls, surimi bacon porridge, fish floss bread, etc. The fish production of the entire Speedy River gives the people of Speedy City hope of survival.

"Hmm~" Roland stretched and walked out of the tent.

The soldiers who could be seen everywhere on the streets also became rare, and the Swiftstream infantry suffered a large number of casualties. The recruited light infantry were sent by Roland to the plantation and chicken farm by the river. The Knights went out to explore with the civilians early in the morning, and they shouldered the responsibility of protecting the civilians. Batenian shooters and Lagrang city guards were standing patrolling the city walls, and only a few Swiftstream infantry and Dovinian heavy swordsmen could be seen on the street. This change made Rapid City a little less chilling and a little more life-like.

"Sir! Good morning!" Caslow, who was waiting outside the tent, saw Roland come out and hurried forward.

"Good morning! Knight Caslow!" Roland said while brushing off the snowflakes that had accumulated on his shoulders.

"There are a lot fewer soldiers on the streets!" Kaslow looked nostalgic.

"The soldiers all have places where they need them. That's good. Otherwise, they will be idle if they are all piled up in the city!" Roland smiled.

"Speaking of which, sir, do you need to renovate your castle when you have time?" Kaslonunu gestured to the castle that was used as a warehouse in front of him.

"No hurry, let's build a few large warehouses first! You can't throw all the supplies out!" Roland smiled.

"Hey! Look at my memory, I almost forgot, but the lord has considered it enough! The lord is indeed the incarnation of Lagrang's glory!" Caslow slapped him with a rainbow fart.

"Haha!" Roland smiled, this **** flattering villain, but why does this sound so comfortable?

"Your Highness! Do you have any plans for today?" Renault came to Roland's side at some point.

"There are no arrangements. We need to strengthen and renovate all the houses as soon as possible. Our people need warm houses, and let Ivy take her priests to patrol the city and treat the sick people. We don't have doctors and alchemists now. For their treatment, now they can only rely on the priests' light magic." Roland thought for a while and instructed Renault in detail.

"Wouldn't this be too wasteful..." Renault hesitated, after all, it is indeed a bit extravagant to use light magic that saves lives to treat diseases.

"There is no way, there is no alchemist to refine all kinds of potions, so we can only rely on the priests, let them work hard for a while." Roland said in an unquestionable tone, can't let Yunfeng wise do this kind of work? Generally, it is the apprentice alchemists who do the refining of various healing medicines. Let Yun Feng do the work, and it is estimated that it will make him mad...

Roland and Kaslow wandered around the city wall, and happened to meet Marcus and Lance who were on patrol.

"Your Highness!" The two hurriedly saluted.

"Don't be too polite, Lord Lance thanks you for your bravery in this war, leading the Swiftstream infantry to fight on the front line all the time! It played a decisive role in the victory of the coalition forces! So I will confer the title of hereditary court baron on you! Kneel down! Let's go!" Roland took out the Dragon Slaying Sword and tapped it on Lance's shoulders, after all, the conditions were limited and everything was simplified.

"I hope you will perform your duties faithfully! Don't shoulder heavy responsibilities! The government affairs of Rapid City must not be slack!" Roland encouraged.

"Thank you Your Highness for your trust, I will definitely live up to your trust. Your thoughts are directed by my sword!" Lance knelt on the ground excitedly and said aloud, although not a real baron, but a court baron is also rare Now, each has its own advantages. The court nobles are the nobles who have served the king for a long time. They follow the king. As long as the royal family is not destroyed, they will hardly fall, not to mention the hereditary title.

"Marcus, you have done a good job in defending the soil and ensured the stability of the rear during the war. Now I canonize you as a lord! Kneel down!" Roland continued to speak.

"Your Highness! Wait!" Marcus quickly interrupted Roland.

"What's wrong?" Roland asked curiously.

"I don't think my credit is enough to take up this title..." Marcus said ashamed, knowing that he fought all the way in this battle, let alone half-orcs, he didn't even see a single goblin , Marcus, who is conscientiously guarding Rapid City, is always on guard against enemies that do not exist. It can be said that he has achieved nothing.

"...If that's the case, let's canonize together in the future!" Roland looked at Marcus, who was ashamed, and comforted. Contrary to Marcus, Roland felt that Marcus's credit was not small this time. So people's last retreat, there really isn't a lot of lords, but since he doesn't want them, he can keep them first. After all, nobility can't be like Chinese cabbage, and if there are too many, it will be worthless.

Looking at Marcus, Roland suddenly thought of Renault. After Roland proposed to give him a reward, he turned his head and ran away. According to the original words of a certain northern governor in the game: Don't let the glory of the nobles blind me A soul full of light! (Lei's original words) At that time, Roland was so angry that his mouth was crooked, and now the nobles have become so low that people look down on them?

"You guys are busy, Caslow and I are walking around, you don't have to follow us." Roland waved his hand to stop them from following.

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"Caslow, look at how humble Marcus is! I didn't see you hesitate when I named you a lord, and I accepted it right away. Why are you so immature?" Roland joked about Caslow~www. readwn.com ~ See you in the pit! Sir, I bleed for you! I have been loyal to you! You can't do this! Is it easy for me to kill all the way to get a lord's title? "Kaslow immediately said with a bitter face.

"Well, it makes sense, then I won't cut the title." Roland deliberately said with a serious face.

"What! Cut the Jue? Are you serious, sir? You didn't kill the donkey like this, right? And I feel that my flying dragon knight is still somewhat useful now, right?" Caslow suddenly widened his eyes.

"That's right, at least it's an air knight. Should I wait for the Griffin knights to be trained before cutting them?" Roland whispered.

"..." Caslow.

"Report!" A galloping knight interrupted Caslow and Roland's joke.

"What's going on!" Kaslow's eyes narrowed and his pupils shrank, then he jumped up and grabbed the reins and pulled the rushing warhorse.

"His Royal Highness! Our people were shot by unknown creatures while gathering wild vegetables in the woods of the Lagrang Plain in the east!" The knight said quickly.

"Quantity?" Caslow said quickly.

"At least dozens!" the knight said quickly.

"What about the rest?" Roland's expression changed, and he was the only one left in the group of people who didn't go to the East.

"The other knights are covering the civilians to retreat! Those creatures that attacked us did not chase out of the woods!" The knight said quickly.

"What about the casualties!" Roland continued to ask.

"No one died, all the arrows shot into the shoulder blades! They don't seem to want to kill, they just want to expel us!" The knight thought for a while.

"Centaurus?" Roland and Kaslow looked at each other and said each other's guesses at the same time.

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