The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth - Chapter 288

Chapter 288 A Fateful Encounter

The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth Text Volume Chapter 288 A Fateful Encounter “Caravan? Are there still people trading in this poor place?” Roland widened his eyes and said in disbelief. These merchants really want money rather than life!

“Of course!” Jindan scratched his head, unable to understand why the lord made such a fuss.

“That’s true! After all, the development of business is pervasive…” Roland nodded thoughtfully.

“By the way, what’s the security situation around you?” Kaslo asked, looking at the dilapidated village.

Low shacks, dusty dirt roads, numb people on the street, children huddled in the shacks, almost all of them are in rags, only a few wooden and stone buildings in the center of the village The structure of the two-storey building can be regarded as a real building!

“The situation is not optimistic… Wandering half-orcs often break into the vicinity of our village, and even invaded the village before…” Jindan shook his head bitterly.

“Tsk tsk tsk!” Roland was amazed. It should be said that the humans here are really powerful, and they can still thrive here without powerful weapons. I really don’t know how they resist the harassment of orcs.

“How many of you are there?” Roland asked curiously, staring at the equally curious villagers.

“There are probably less than 500 people left…more than 200 young and middle-aged people!” Jindan thought for a while.

“En!” Roland nodded clearly. After all, most of the people who can survive in this environment are young and middle-aged, and it is difficult for the elderly to live to this time.

“His Royal Highness, you can camp here!” Jindan brought Roland to a deserted square. From the size of the square, it can be seen that the city was still very prosperous back then!

“Why didn’t you consider leaving here?” Roland asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time. Whether it was migrating north or west, it was much better than staying here and being harassed by orcs!

“Hey…you don’t know! Don’t we want to leave? Where are we going? How will we get food along the way? Who will protect our safety? I can’t take everyone to die!” Golden Egg looked at Roland bitterly , this somewhat ignorant hillbilly aristocrat has not lost his sense of responsibility as a nobleman.

“Hey~ You don’t know! Staying here, relying on the relics left by our ancestors, we can still deal with scattered half-orcs, and we can live in warm shacks! We still have land to cultivate… Once we leave here, We have nothing left!” Jindan sighed helplessly, his eyes full of bitterness and lamentation.

“I won’t bother you, you guys please have a good rest, please feel free to ask if you need anything!” Jindan bowed to Roland and left with a sigh.

“What do you see?” Roland turned his head and asked Omsk.

“Ignorant, backward, cowardly…but still have the brilliance of humanity and the responsibility of nobility! At least it’s much better than those vampires!” Omsk said slowly.

“The conditions here are terrible! I just observed that they have almost no livestock, and farming is done by manpower! And all of them are malnourished…” Ajax frowned.

“They shouldn’t be able to support heavy infantry in their situation!” Roland said slowly. He didn’t know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are if he wasn’t in charge. If it wasn’t for the existence of bugs in the system, Roland wouldn’t be able to support many full-time soldiers and those professionals now. Soldier! Judging from their productivity, that small group of heavy infantry was simply not affordable for De Nuo Village.

“I think I know the truth!” Castro rubbed his chin and turned to look at Roland.

“My lord, do you still remember Baron Lance’s report?” Caslo asked.

“I see! The gold coins that Lance gave them were used to buy these equipment!” Roland suddenly realized that it was still possible to buy some armor with the small bag of gold coins that Lance gave.

“The armor is good, but the weapons are a bit low-key!” Ajax couldn’t help but twitched the corners of his mouth a few times after recalling the heavy logging axes in the hands of those soldiers.

“It’s enough for these people! They don’t need to fight against the regular army of half-orcs, and they can’t win even if they fight…” Omsk said that this is not a problem, and they can’t fight anyway.

“Okay, let’s leave some weapons and armor for them as a reward when we leave!” Roland thought for a while. After all, there are a lot of equipment that can be signed in in his system space, and it is not a problem to divide a dozen sets.

“Go to rest early! Pay attention to arrange the sentries!” Roland urged.

…

“System sign-in…” Roland, who got up in the middle of the night, said something routine.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in! Reward the full-stacked Rapid Legion*2!”

“It has been detected that your forces are in a state of war! Troops have been automatically allocated to the appropriate battlefield!” The system’s voice was devoid of emotion.

“Hmm… Two of the Rapid Flow Legion, assigned to the battlefield… Mmm~mm! Shrimp?” Roland, who was releasing the water, almost shrank back in shock.

These two Rapid Legions are amazing, but it’s scary to be in a state of war! The Battle of Moria is over! Why is there still war? Since it is not here, there is only one possibility… Rapid City!

“Damn it! Caslo! Omsk! Ajax!” Roland scrambled to lift his belt and rushed towards the tents of several people.

“Bang!” Roland was kicked out by Ajax without any surprise.

Omsk and Caslo, who heard the movement, hurried over and saw Roland who was being kicked out of the tent by Ajax and Ajax who was dressed in a mess.

“Eh…we didn’t see anything!” Omsk and Kaslo quickly turned their heads.

“Ask for a sack of beans!”

“Huh?” Omsk and Kaslo stopped in their tracks with question marks on their faces.

“Wait! There seems to be something wrong in Rapid City! Castro, you and Ajax, work hard! Let’s go overnight! Help me protect my people! Please!” Roland said quickly.

“What?” The three of Omsk stared wide-eyed, UU reading www.uukanshu. com trembled all over in an instant.

“I understand! Kaldor!” Caslo took out the dragon flute and directly summoned his own storm dragon to swing up.

“I will abide by the way of chivalry and protect the weak! Reynolds!” Ajax also took out the dragon flute and called out his blazing-winged fire dragon.

“I hope there is still time…” Roland looked at the north worriedly.

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“General! Where are we going?” a rushing infantry panted.

In the dark night, the long “fire dragon” illuminated by torches meanders forward in the wilderness.

“Hurry up! The prophecy says that the only remaining kingdom, Pure Land, will be in trouble! We have to go to support!” Luke Leopold wore a blue cloak and looked into the distance, his deep pupils reflecting the firelight.

“Brother! In such a hurry? We have been marching in a hurry for several days!” Merck Leopold was panting as he carried his carbine refusal gun.

“Hey… let’s go for a while! After dawn, we will find a place to camp and rest for a few hours!” Luke Leopold sighed, but looked at everyone’s tired looks and said.

“The afterglow of the empire! Hold on! The children of the Northland are here to save you!” Luke Leopold looked in the direction of Fort Lulong.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Renault is also standing at the top of the city, suddenly! He looked towards a direction as if feeling something, there was a throbbing of the soul calling him.

The cycle of history begins again, and fate connects the two closely together again.

“I will defend this place! Behind me are the people!” Renault said firmly.

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