The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"So fast?" Roland looked at the stone temple towering in front of him and said in surprise. Radil must have been too efficient. He completed the Archer Temple, which covers an area of ​​nearly 1,000 square meters, in a day or so.

"Haha, Your Highness is just a trick. The city guards were a big help." Radil smiled and stroked his beard. This Archer's Temple is no better than the city wall. Radil did not use magic stone bricks to build the main body. He just Building materials engraved with magic lines were used in key and effective places, and the rest of the insignificant places were all ordinary bricks that were condensed casually. Radil could create a lot of them at will, and this hall was almost made of bricks. It was built by the Grand City guards, and Radil only provided the necessary materials and the key core.

"So does this Archer Temple now have the effect of its inheritance?" Roland glanced at the poorly decorated temple, which was not even comparable to the initial awakening temple in the game.

"Oh? Of course! Although it is a bit crude, it does not hinder its effectiveness." Radil explained as if he could see Roland's doubts.

"Order all Batania archers to gather together!" Roland said to the accompanying knights guarding him.

"Yes! Your Highness!" A knight beat his chest and saluted, turned and left.

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"Join Your Highness!" All the Batania archers bowed and saluted.

"Come on, this is the Archer Heritage Temple. I hope you can quickly master the inheritance skills. This is related to the survival of Rapid City." Roland said calmly as he looked at the Battanian archer in front of him.

"Go in." Roland waved his hand.

The Badanian archers looked at each other, and finally moved forward together to enter this shabby archer temple to receive the inheritance.

"Wait! Go in 6 at a time. There is no room for you all to awaken together here." Radil stopped the shooters who were planning to swarm in.

"Huh? Is there a limit on the number of people?" In Roland's memory, almost all the major inheritance temples can inherit as many players as they can stand in. As long as you have money...

"Of course, Your Highness, this temple is just a rough work. A real temple requires a lot of precious materials to build... This temple can only accept inheritance on the six eyes of the hexagram formation under the inheritance statue. , this place is too crude..." Radil explained.

Roland immediately understood. The rough construction was not an illegal building, but it was good. Except for the inheritance statue and the six-pointed star array under him, it was all made of ordinary stone materials. There were no magic materials to communicate fighting spirit, and no auxiliary concentration. The energy-gathering magic circle is even limited in the number of people it can pass on each time.

"And we don't have a professional inheritance instructor..." Radil said this most critical issue with a bitter look on his face. This means that there is no leader to guide these shooters to inherit their skills, and they need to understand everything on their own.

"Well...it's a bit troublesome." Roland also scratched his head. You must know that mentors in the temple are indispensable. Each inheritance temple will have at least one professional who has mastered the inheritance skills of the temple. In this way, they can help the professionals who receive the inheritance to quickly understand, which Roland lacks.

Seeing the six Battanian archers sitting cross-legged on the six-pointed star formation releasing their fighting spirit to communicate with each other, the six-pointed star formation beneath them suddenly lit up with a soft light. Circles of halo surged in the temple, but because the temple itself was a defective product and had little help for the inheritance of auxiliary professionals, the halo of inheritance could only spread to the edge of the six-pointed star before slowly turning into light spots. dissipate.

Half an hour later...

"You guys just wait here. Let them come to me after they finish the inheritance. Sir Radil, let's go and rest first." Roland looked at the six shooters who had not moved in the temple and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly. As expected, it is really unreliable that there is no inheritance mentor or anything, this time span is a bit outrageous.

"Your Majesty," the shooters said respectfully.

"Sir!" Kaslo called from afar.

Roland felt sad when he saw Kaslo hurried over. Not to mention the arrival of the orcs, the orcs from the north and south had already been leaving for a few days.

"What's wrong?" Roland still had illusions. He hoped that the orcs would not start a war now. The Battanian shooters were still learning new skills.

"The orcs in the north changed their slow marching speed before, and today they suddenly accelerated southward and wanted to cross the Lonely Mountain to attack Erub. The argali cavalry of the dwarves have already begun to intercept their vanguard." Kaslo said with a bitter look on his face. After all, the orcs were unwilling to let them delay until spring.

"Forget it, let's start the war. If we deal with them in the winter, our people will feel more at ease when farming in the spring! Let the soldiers be prepared and ready to fight at any time!" Roland looked murderous.

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"Is the orc army coming?" Verway sat down comfortably on a chair holding a cup of warm coffee.

"Yes! After all, you are also a noble elf. Pay attention to your image..." Roland, the elf king, felt ashamed when he saw the elf posing in such a paralyzed manner. This simply changed the noble, elegant and mysterious image of elf in his eyes! He will believe you if you say this guy is an old man living a retired life.

"Then what are you going to do?" Verve said unconcernedly. Instead, he was now very concerned about how Roland planned to face the orcs. The wealth and life of the prairie elf was now tied to Rapid City!

"Secure the city! Rapid City is our greatest support! I will not give up the city wall and fight with the orcs if it is not necessary!" Roland blurted out without thinking.

"Well, it's a good idea when other lords can defend their own defenses, but the knight's battlefield is not on the city wall!" Verve had something to say. When other lords could defend their own cities, they occupied the city and occupied the city. Defending is definitely the best choice, but Verway doubts whether they can defend. After all, the walls of River Valley State and Los Sanniers are far less secure than the walls of Rapid City and Irube.

"There is no way. We have too few long-range troops. Even if we add you elf rangers and shooters, it is not enough. The knights can only make up for the leaks on the city wall." Roland sighed.

"There are still 135 elf soldiers. Some of them were sacrificed last time." Verve said with a gloomy expression.

"Then you need to protect yourselves this time. Our long-range troops are scarce, and every loss of one will bring holes in the defense!" Roland clearly remembered that there were 149 elf rangers last time, although many died in the battle of Lagland Plains. They mainly recruited light infantry, but some elves were still killed by the orcs who broke through the defense line.

"I will inform them and ask them to focus on saving their lives." Verway also understood the seriousness of the matter. He thought carefully about it and found out from his observation that the only effective units in Rapid City that can kill people from a distance are the 100 soldiers. Battania is an archer. Although other soldiers can also shoot bows, without the bonus of shooting skills, their long-range lethality is simply weak.

"It seems that we need to find ways to increase the number and types of long-range troops in the future." Roland thought to himself. Although there are many soldiers in Rapid City, there are still too few troops that can really kill enemies from a distance. Almost all of them are close combat troops. And close combat means inevitable sacrifice.

"What the hell! It turns out that I really have short hands!" Roland felt unhappy after thinking about it for a while.