The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for winning the epic battle! Your name spreads throughout the north, everyone knows it! Reward Marcus*1, the fourth-level commander! The number of refugees attracted by Rapid City every day x 2, ordinary lager Lang residents +500." The system's voice came belatedly.

"Marcus? Is the system the Marcus I know?" Roland was immediately excited when he heard about Marcus. Could this be the Lagrand City Defense Officer?

"Host, please explore on your own!" The system blocked Roland's response.

"...Third-rate system." Roland.

Although I don’t know if the person coming is the Lagrand City Defense Officer in the game, but a fourth-level commander is not a loss. If there is a fourth-level commander in this battle, it won’t be so miserable. After all, The elves who are good at guerrillas have been put on the shelf by Roland to direct positional warfare, and there is really no one available.

The remaining two rewards are also very affordable. The number of refugees refreshed every day is doubled, and the refugee wave of 500 people can effectively increase the population of Flowing City. Roland plans to go out with force this time to get a fleet of Flowing Infantry. Girl! Only 200 of the light infantry were left in direct combat, and 300 were killed and injured. His own troops, which were not very wealthy to begin with, were extremely stretched!

"Hey! By the way, did you not sign in today?" Roland looked at the busy soldiers not far away and suddenly remembered what he had forgotten.

"Sign in the system!" Roland rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Sign in successfully! Congratulations to the host for getting the magic card - Magic Pattern Building (Intermediate)!"

"Xia Mi? What is this?" Roland looked at the purple-gold card floating in his hand with a puzzled look. On the back of the card was a magic six-pointed star array shining with mysterious light, and the pattern on the front was a shining white halo. city.

When Roland opened the system and studied this magic card carefully, he suddenly became uneasy. The function of this thing is to directly generate an intermediate magic pattern city wall (10 meters high and 5 meters wide) after specifying any territory or town. .

"Damn it! Why does Radil work so hard all day long?" Roland calculated silently and estimated that only about one-fifth of the entire city wall of Rapid City has been laid. Now it can be solved with just one card. …

"Let's go! Go back to Rapid City!" Roland shook his head and stopped complaining about the system. Now at least Rapid City's city defense problem has been solved.

"Stop whoever comes!" the Lagrand City guards who were suddenly on alert shouted.

Roland turned around and saw that an iron can was running toward the crowd step by step, holding a tower shield as high as himself and a heavy cone-head gun.

"Level 4 Commander?" As a Paladin, Renault's perception was extremely powerful, and he could tell the level of the warrior in front of him at a glance.

"Let him come here, one of our own!" Roland recognized the Lagrand City Defense Officer in this game with just one glance! His ancestral infantry plate armor is simply too recognizable. The sharp war thorns on the thick adamantine shoulder armor are flashing with cold light. Dragon-shaped magic patterns are flashing on the plate armor. On the barrel helmet lies a long, upward-looking creature. The roaring dragon.

"I want to see His Highness!" Marcus said in a low voice as soon as he arrived.

"I am Roland, the current King of Raglan!" Roland stood up and patted the dust on his armor.

"Boom!" Marcus knelt down directly and made a dull sound after the heavy armor came into contact with the earth.

"See you, Your Highness!" Marcus saluted.

"Come on, you will command the infantry of Rapid City from now on. I hope you will not disappoint my expectations of you." Roland stared at him and said seriously.

"Please rest assured! I will definitely train an infantry regiment that is immovable and invincible!" Marcus promised, beating his chest.

"Our population cannot support large-scale conscription. Now you can only command and train these light infantry." Roland pointed at these disgraced conscripted light infantry.

"Okay!" The honest Marcus grinned.

Roland had absolutely nothing to say about Marcus' abilities. After all, how could he be a city defense officer in the capital without having two skills? However, in Roland's memory, Marcus should have been the Sacrificed, he was already a sixth-level tyrant at that time. In the end, he unfortunately died when faced with the siege of high-level powerful men from the dark camp...

However, the tragedy of the Lagrang Empire will never happen again this time! Roland said firmly in his heart.

As if to mock Roland, the system suddenly said to Roland: "Please don't daydream, the host. The Lagrang Empire is not easy to build. The weather is getting colder, so it is recommended that the host cover it with more soil."

"Ouch! Your uncle!" Roland directly greeted the eight generations of ancestors of the system. The hosts in other people's system literature are all awesome, but when it comes to his own system, the system is like a waste. It doesn't give soldiers, and it doesn't give soldiers. To provide food, those who change their ways act as if they are going to kill themselves.

"Please do not insult this system. This system and the host are one! Scolding me is equivalent to scolding yourself."

"..." Roland was at a loss for words and decided not to argue with this half-broken system.

"Let's go! Go home!" Roland's nose suddenly became sore when he saw the urn held in the arms of a group of light infantry.

…

"Alas! King Roland has been gone for a few days, and I don't know how they are doing now..." Bai Yi stood on the city of Luo Shengnier and looked to the east.

"I don't know, but our situation is definitely not good!" Iovia pointed to the dark forest in front of her. In the past few days, half-orc wolf cavalry have begun to appear on the edge of the forest.

"I hope King Roland and the others are safe, otherwise we will definitely be attacked from both sides." Bai Yi looked at the soldiers patrolling the city wall worriedly. The number of his own soldiers was still too small. The main defense now was the stars. The elves are in charge, and he has begun to train ordinary adult men. If they really fall into a hard battle, these civilians will be their last reinforcements.

"Report! King! King Roland and the others are back!" The soldiers who had been left on the other side of the river and in Rapid City to send messages were now riding their horses quickly, shouting while spurring their horses.

"Open the city gate! Let him in." Bai Yi waved his hand.

The city gate was quietly pushed open by several soldiers, leaving a gap that could only allow one person to pass through. The messenger quickly passed through the city gate and got in. The city gate closed suddenly in the next second.

"Quick! Tell me! How are they?" Bai Yi looked anxiously at the soldiers in front of him.

"This is a letter from King Roland!" The soldier took out a letter with body temperature from his chest and handed it to Bai Yi with both hands. Eovia looked curious and kept tilting her head to read it. Read the contents of the letter.

"Dear King Akvia and King Xingre, thank you for your concern for me and for taking care of Swift Current City during this period. This battle..." A letter eloquently recounted the battle of Roland and others. The process also revealed the heavy losses in the battle of Lagrand Plains. After all, one-third of the troops evaporated in the first battle would be painful for anyone to put on them. If they were put on the elves, they could directly dissuade one of them. Elf.

"King Roland and the others won, but suffered heavy losses... Our strength was weakened a bit." Bai Yi sighed.

"Don't forget, the real master hasn't appeared yet..." Iovia said with a headache.