The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

Well, although these 500 light infantry recruits are a bit weak, they are still a qualified source of troops. It is better to equip some equipment with tears than nothing. Roland really wants to disband this group of militia. It is really a waste to keep them. Food! etc? food!

"What the hell! Is this equivalent to having 500 more mouths for nothing?" Roland's eyes widened, and then he realized what a useless thing the system had given him! This group of light infantry is useless for defending the city. After all, you can't expect unarmored infantry with only one-handed swords to defend the city. It would be too wasteful to keep them as construction workers! Typical tasteless food, it would be a pity to throw it away!

"Alas..." Roland sighed helplessly and sat dejectedly under the wall. No one knew how desperate the future Emperor Ragland was today.

"King..." Renault was about to open his mouth when he was interrupted by Roland waving his hand.

"Tell me...Is there not enough food or not enough clothes?" Roland raised his head and said feebly.

"Uh... Wang... it's not enough..." Renault said cautiously.

"Yeah, I got it!" Roland hummed. I have a terrible headache, and it seems I have to find my little brother Thorin to fight the autumn wind again.

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Roland and Kaslo embarked on the road north with 500 conscripted light infantry. The performance of the conscripted light infantry along the way could be said to have refreshed Roland's understanding of imperial soldiers.

Can you think of it? A dozen wasteland orcs holding wooden clubs in their hands could actually chase away 500 conscripted light infantry. Even these fleeing light infantry scattered the accompanying knights. It was an eye-opener for Caslow and Roland. .

Holding the orc's bloody head, Roland stood in front of these light infantry with a frosty face, angrily threw the head on the ground and roared: "Is this the army of the empire? Is this your glory?"

"I can understand you! Without sophisticated equipment and good training, you can say that your combat effectiveness is poor, but I didn't expect you to be so poor!" Roland continued to roar angrily.

"500 people! Being chased by sixteen orcs with wooden sticks! Dozens of people were injured by the wooden sticks? Are you carrying firewood on your waist?" Roland asked frantically.

After venting his anger, Roland turned his horse and ran towards the lonely mountain, leaving these useless light infantry far behind.

"Follow my lord!" Kaslow frowned and quickly asked the ten knights accompanying him to follow Roland to prevent any accidents from happening, while he stayed behind to escort the light infantry to Irube.

Kaslo sat on his horse and looked at the black mass of conscripted light infantry. His eyes passed over their frightened eyes, their shabby clothes, and the better-than-nothing one-handed sword and whispered in a low voice: "Who the hell is this idiot?" Armed civilians! Can these guys go to the battlefield? It is simply a crime to let them fight!"

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"Thorin, I need your help!" Roland said straight to the point after meeting Thorin Oakenshield.

"..." Thorin couldn't help but tremble in his heart after looking at Roland's serious eyes. After being searched by Roland last time, Thorin felt distressed for a long time, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

"What's wrong? Orcs are coming?" Thorin asked tentatively.

"No, it's about the return of our wandering people." Roland frowned.

"What's wrong? Isn't there enough food and clothing? Dan'en from Tieqiuling just sent a lot of them, saying that they were prepared for the arrival of our tribesmen from the Blue Mountains, but they haven't arrived yet. If you are in urgent need, you can bring these supplies with you. Let's go, after all you need them more." Thorin, who had eliminated the influence of the curse, was still very warm and friendly.

"No! You have to see this!" Roland dragged Thorin outside a hall. Standing at the door, Thorin clearly saw a group of ragged humans gulping down barbecue and bread plus dwarf rum. They looked hungry as if they had been hungry for a long time.

"My beard! Did you move your family to Erub?" Thorin looked at the dark group of people eating and drinking, and those who didn't know thought Roland had just moved his family here.

"No, this is the Lagrand light infantry who just returned..." Roland's face suddenly turned red. It was so embarrassing! This group of people were crazily stuffing food into their mouths as if they had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

"Here's the beard! Are they soldiers? This is simply a crime!" Thorin's focus was obviously different from Roland's. Thorin looked extremely surprised when he looked at the ragged light infantry recruits, who were covered in broken swords. Waizhen couldn't see any features of a soldier.

"Roland, you're not really so crazy about recruiting these civilians as soldiers, are you?" Thorin turned his head sharply, as if he knew Roland for the first time.

"No, in fact they are really soldiers, they are just recruited militiamen..." Roland didn't dare to say they were light infantry, he could only say they were militiamen. After all, these recruited light infantrymen were really too light!

"So?" Thorin seemed to have guessed something.

"Use your strengths and equip them with equipment. It doesn't need to be too good. Their physique is not strong enough to support them in heavy equipment." Roland said that no one is better at forging than dwarves.

"Come on, tell me what you need? As for iron, I can satisfy you as long as you ask!" Thorin proudly patted his chest and led Roland to the dwarf's equipment warehouse.

"Look around! See what they need? Take whatever you like and treat it as a gift from me! My friend!" Thorin said boldly.

Roland was envious for a while, this is the legendary true story. Is there a mine at home? Except for the dwarves, it seems that no force can easily give away a complete set of equipment to arm 500 people.

"Thank you so much!" Roland couldn't help but thank Thorin. The early investment was so worth it. What is the most valuable thing in this war-torn Middle Earth? Arms! Forces with a large number of weapons and equipment can raise a large army at any time. Although the quality is not guaranteed, it is still very advantageous to defend the city.

"Uh... By the way, the weapons and armor of the dwarves are a bit small for them. I asked Balin and the others to measure them and change them." Thorin patted his head and remembered the height difference between the two tribes.

"Thank you very much." Roland nodded.

"Do you have any recommendations, Thorin?" Roland felt that this dwarf king who was born for war must know the equipment his subordinates need better than he does.

"What is your definition of them?" Thorin raised his head and asked seriously.

"Defend! After all, with their quality and level... it is too difficult to attack the orc army!" Roland said bitterly. These light infantry recruits really represent waste materials and cannon fodder to the extreme...

"Okay, my suggestion is to use a three-meter-long dwarf spear as a weapon. This will give you enough space to distance yourself from the orcs! The defense should be more than enough." Thorin thought about it and recommended the spear. After all, the spear The lower limit of use of this thing is really low, and it doesn’t require any skills.

"Okay, that's a good suggestion." Roland agreed. After all, weapons like spears and spears are really good. Roland was deeply impressed by the 5-meter-long horse-repelling rifles of the Rapid Infantry.

"As for armor... In fact, considering their position, the most suitable one is thick leather armor, so that they can be more flexible in defense. Unfortunately, we don't produce much leather armor here, so how about using refined iron mail armor? Thorin thought for a while, and finally thought of mail armor that would not affect flexibility but also ensure defense.

"Okay." Roland nodded.

"As for a shield, use an iron cross shield." Thorin doesn't have much to recommend for shields, so just use a popular cross shield. It's impossible to let these people carry a tower shield, and they can't play. Turn around.

"What self-defense weapon do you want? A long sword, a hand axe, a warhammer or something?" Thorin asked.

"A battle axe, it's easy to use after all." Roland originally wanted to choose a long sword, but after thinking about their performance, forget it... the simple and crude hand ax is much easier to use.

"Okay! Is that all?" Thorin raised his head to see if Roland had anything to add.

"Do dwarves produce bows and arrows?" Roland suddenly asked.

"Oh! Beard! Although the dwarf archers are not as famous as the elven archers, they are not so insignificant! Although the dwarf's bows and arrows are not as good as the elves' bows and arrows, they are equally reliable!" Thorin's eyes widened. Roland was shocked.

"One bow per person." Roland thought for a while. After all, archery can be practiced. It happened that there was nothing to do in winter for them to train archery. It is not required to reach the level of El Niño ranger or Batania archer. There are Lagrand City guards. Roland was satisfied with the accuracy.

"Okay, let's add another 100,000 arrows! They are all stock at the bottom of the box anyway, you will need them!" Thorin said half-jokingly.

"Kili! Prepare food for 500 people for six months!" Thorin lowered his head and shouted to Kili who was passing by in the hall.

"Hi! Qili! Tao Lie'er?" Roland was surprised to see the elf in the dwarf city. It seemed that these two fateful lovers in the previous life had successfully come together.

"Hi! King Roland! I'm so glad to see you! Why don't you come to my place for a few drinks?" Qili invited warmly.

"No, I won't disturb you anymore. I wish you happiness!" Roland winked at the two of them.