The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Thorin!" Roland met Thorin in the royal hall.

"Roland?" Thorin was surprised to see Roland. After all, he really didn't expect Roland to come back so soon.

"Well, I'm in trouble. I need the help of the dwarves..." Roland expressed his dilemma.

"Huh? Trouble? Orcs are coming?" Like Bard, Thorin immediately thought of orcs.

"It's not a problem with the orcs." Roland explained with a dark face.

"What? Famine?" This made Thorin laugh. He never expected that Roland, who had a flying dragon knight under his command, would be overwhelmed by the refugees. He never thought that you would be like this! Thorin laughed happily.

"I wiped it? What do you mean, Thorin? The people in my family have started to eat bran, and you can actually laugh?" Roland's eyes widened.

"No, I just didn't expect that you, King Roland, who beat the shit out of orcs, would be eaten by his own people one day..." The cold Thorin Oakenshield was already laughing so hard.

"Outrageous... Is there any inevitable connection between this?" Roland said expressionlessly, but in his heart he was already extremely excited, so embarrassing! Shame on the dwarves! Bard was hungry and cold because Smaug had forced his family away. He was hungry and cold because he was completely unprepared to hoard food...

"Tell me, do you have any extra food or warm clothes? If so, I'll buy them!" Roland opened a small leather bag, pulled it open and poured out all the gems.

"..." Thorin was immediately stunned. He was not surprised by Roland's wealth, but shocked by Roland's shamelessness... What is this? Eye my money? As soon as you plundered the front foot and the back foot, you came back to get gems for consumption. It’s no wonder it’s you! Roland!

Suddenly, the way Thorin looked at Roland changed.

"Yes, why not? It would be too hurtful to talk about money in our direct friendship." Thorin remembered that the dwarves of Iron Qiuling had brought a lot of supplies, and they couldn't use them up anyway, so he could share some with Roland.

"That's a great relationship, give it to me for free!" Roland was shocked by Thorin. It's you, Thorin! Sure enough, the king at the foot of the mountain is extraordinary, and the financial resources he just gives him are different. Roland was overjoyed and prepared to put away the gems on the table.

"Pull!" Thorin waved his hand and took the gem into his arms. Looking at Roland's confused eyes, Thorin chuckled and turned away. You have already taken away so much gold, so I reluctantly accepted the reward. After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Roland finally came to his senses. Thorin had turned evil! Where is the honest dwarf we promised? What about the kind dwarves? What about the hospitable dwarves? Forget it, let's take it from the people and use it for the people, Roland comforted himself.

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"Pat!" Thorin patted the newly tied carriage vigorously and checked the firmness of the rope.

"How is it? Are these enough?" Thorin raised his head and looked at Roland and asked.

There were 20 carts full of various goods, including 5 carts of flour, 5 carts of various dried meats, 5 carts of leather and linen clothing, and 5 carts of various tools. Roland nodded with satisfaction. With these things, this winter will undoubtedly be much easier. You must know that Roland also organized people to break the ice and fish.

"It seems that we can consider arranging the 100 Lagrand City guards when we go back." Roland thought to himself. Although the orc army retreated to the north, if the small group of orcs wandering in the wasteland gathered in the winter, what would happen to them if they were still in the same situation? In the weak and developing Rapid City, you can basically delete your account and practice again on the spot.

"Roland! I'll ask Balin to bring someone back to you." Thorin considered that the manpower brought by Roland was simply not enough to protect this batch of supplies, so he planned to ask Balin to send each other off and identify Roland's family. Door.

"Of course, I can't ask for it." Roland, who was worried about the shortage of manpower, could not refuse Thorin's kindness and quickly agreed.

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"You built a town at the mouth of the lake?" Balin looked curiously at the lord who changed the northern pattern.

"Yeah..." Roland didn't intend to say much.

"By the way, King Roland, I have a request. I wonder if you can agree to it?" Balin suddenly remembered something and said timidly.

"Request?" Roland thought about it and immediately understood what Balin wanted to say.

"Are you planning to go on an expedition to Moria?" Roland stared at Balin and looked at him.

"Oh! You are so wise!" Balin was impressed by Roland's wisdom. He unexpectedly guessed what he wanted to say.

"Why do you want to recapture Moria? Isn't the current Irub City bad?" Roland asked puzzled.

Balin shrugged his shoulders, was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Kazam is the most proud city of the dwarves... It is the old capital of the dwarves. I hope that the light of the descendants of Turin can be lit there again..."

"I remember that Thorne led you to attack Kazamudu, right?" Roland remembered that the last battle of Azanubiza broke out at the east gate of Kazamudu, and that battle ended with a tragic victory for the dwarves. , but because the Balrog is still entrenched deep in the city, the remaining dwarves are unable to regain Moria...

"Yes, but we failed..." Balin said in a low tone.

Roland opened his mouth and was about to persuade Bahrain when the system's clear and pleasant voice sounded——

"Ding dong! The side mission has started: Recover Moria. The mission is valid for 1 year. Reward: Random Attribute Dragoon General*1."

"Don't say anything! I've decided to help with this! It's just because of my lifelong friendship with you! Don't talk about Moria! I'll accompany you to Gundaba!" Roland promised, patting his chest. There's no way... Roland still hasn't escaped the Law of True Fragrance, a fifth-level dragonrider general! Roland persuaded others to persuade himself first.

"Ah this..." Roland's saucy move successfully confused Bahrain. This man had just persuaded him not to be in danger, but now he was even more anxious than he was. Bahrain's poor brain capacity really couldn't turn the corner. Come.

"I'll wipe it!" Kaslo, who was following Roland, secretly said something bad. Balrog is a super monster... Who else can fight against a super monster besides himself? This is really because I don’t feel panic when I don’t play! Kasluo rolled his eyes at Roland helplessly, and just watched helplessly as his king sold him out ruthlessly. Kasluo was already thinking about something that could improve his fire resistance. He should prepare some in advance to save money. Let the Balrog cremate him...

"We're here!" Roland saw the familiar broken stone wall and immediately felt particularly friendly. Although it was a bit broken, it was still his first nest in Middle-earth, right?

"That's great! In just a few days, your city has already begun to take shape." Bahrain praised.

"That's it! That's it!" Roland was very impressed.

After directing the people to unload the things and store them, Roland once again expressed his gratitude to the dwarves. Seeing Balin leading the people to turn around the cart pulled by the blue sheep, Roland suddenly remembered something.

"By the way! Balin! If you can, set the time to recapture Moria in the summer of next year. Then I will lead my army to help." After thinking about it, Roland shouted to Balin, set it in the summer. It was Roland's decision after careful consideration. You must know that it is definitely impossible to go on an expedition to Moria this winter. In spring, there is plowing and city construction. Only in summer can Roland's army be free.

"Okay! King Roland, I will set off to join you in the summer." Balin bowed and saluted.

"Go slowly! Be careful along the way!" Roland waved goodbye to the departing dwarf convoy.