"Hmph!"
"Hmph!"
Countless hoes were waving rapidly, and dirt was scattered by the wind. The weather was still cold in early spring, but it still could not stop the fiery enthusiasm of the people of Lagrang. The men were waving hoes to cultivate the fields, and the women were driving cattle to plow the fields or crush the soil.
"Ah~" Roland closed his eyes and breathed in the air filled with the earthy smell, his thoughts instantly drawn back to the past...
"What a pity... I can't go back." Roland said silently, his eyes filled with loneliness and helplessness.
"What's wrong, sir?" Caslo, who was following Roland, asked in confusion after noticing that Roland was in a very low mood.
"It's okay!" Roland quickly put his thoughts aside and taunted the Smurf who was lying on the saddle with despair.
"Woo woo~" Who would have thought that the noble elven dragon would actually make a whimpering sound like a defeated dog.
"Bad luck!" Roland felt like mud was falling out of his pants as he listened to the groaning from his crotch and looked at the civilians from River Rapids staring at him in shock not far away.
"Woo woo—" The sound stopped abruptly, and a powerful hand grasped the fateful neck of a certain dragon.
"If you keep yelling, I'll wash the pot with you tonight!" Roland threatened lightly.
After feeling the Smurf calm down, Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief. That sound just now was too devilish! People who were farther away might have thought he was having sex...
"Send the message! Order the civilians to rest where they are! Prepare to cook!" Roland looked at the warm sun hanging high in the sky in early spring and turned to Lance who was waiting behind him.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Lance responded and left.
…
The clashing of pots and pans, along with the cacophony of voices, nearly made Roland's brain explode. He quickly led a small group of knights away from the crowd before finally breathing a sigh of relief. He knew he was going to lose his ears if he stayed any longer...
"Your Highness? Why are you here?" Renault, who was patrolling the periphery with his soldiers, recognized Roland wearing the main armor at a glance. He quickly dismounted and trotted over to greet him.
"Don't even mention it! Everyone's yelling at the top of their lungs. I'm going to lose my ears if I wait any longer!" Roland said gloomily. He didn't expect these people to be so noisy. It's just a meal, isn't it? They're making it like Chinese New Year.
"System! Check the territory!" Roland, who had nothing to do, decided to check the system's evaluation of his territory.
River Rapids:
Area: One kilometer in radius.
Building units: 1 ruined lord's castle, 200 ordinary wooden houses, intermediate magic pattern wall, stone well, blacksmith shop, military camp, archer's temple, farmland (under cultivation), leatherwork workshop, tavern (alcohol is scarce!).
Generals: Kaslo (Level 3), Renault (Level 4), Radil (Level 4), Yunfeng (Level 6)
Special Personnel: Ivy (Level 3)
City Defense Officer: Marcus (Level 4)
Administrative Officer: Lance (Level 2)
Troops: 1797
Holy Glory Knights: 100 second-level knights.
Lagran City Guards: 100 Tier 2 Warriors
Bataniyan Archers: 700 second-level archers.
Dorwinian Heavy Swordsmen: 100 second-level swordsmen.
El Nino Ranger: 50 second-level rangers.
Lordaeron Rangers: 50 second-level rangers.
Flood Legion: 683 Flood Infantrymen
Recruiting light infantry: 200 light infantry.
Lagrande Heavy Cavalry: 100 heavy cavalrymen
Priest: 5 second-level priests
Population: 2536 (Trainable civilians: 1037)
Comment: The solitary king led his remaining people back to their homeland and founded this towering walled city. With a sparse population, everything was looking up. The city's military was strong enough to defend it, but it couldn't withstand the new darkness alone. The good news is that the city finally received its own defense officer and political officer. The end of the war brought a glimmer of hope to Raglan's last territory! Note: The great king resolved to revive his country, but time was running out.
Abilities: 1. As the only territory of the Kingdom of Lagrang in Middle-earth, it attracts the remaining Lagrang people. The system will guide a wave of wandering Lagrang civilians to arrive every day, hoping that the lord can properly accommodate them.
2. Allow the recruitment of local civilians to train Rapide Infantry.
Subordinate territory: Tuput Forest!
"Tsk tsk tsk, apart from the population growth, there's almost no change..." Roland said after a careful inspection.
"But the number of recruits for the Flood Infantry has actually exceeded a thousand!" Roland finally discovered an unexpected surprise. It seems that he still needs to take time to train these civilian men. If necessary, he can quickly convert them into Flood Infantry.
"There's a huge shortage of wine!" Roland frowned. You know, the population of River Rapids is now close to 5,000. Although there aren't many drunkards there, there are definitely quite a few people who want to have a drink and relax in their free time.
"It all comes down to food!" Roland frowned even more. You know, wine is made from grain. If Roland had enough grain to make wine, would he be so anxious to lead people to reclaim wasteland?
"We have to think of a way! We can't let the tavern close down like this!" The tavern is a place where all kinds of information converge! With the tavern, Roland's control over the territory is even stronger, so this tavern really can't be allowed to close down.
"It seems we still need to organize a caravan to travel around Middle-earth for trade," Roland said helplessly. Originally, he didn't want to open the trade route so early. He hoped that Lagrande could survive longer to develop. However, the scarcity of various supplies made Roland feel that if he didn't trade in exchange for the various urgently needed resources, he and his men would definitely die here... You know, the food supply in the city of Rapids is a serious problem! There is no place in the entire north that can sustain the entire city of Rapids until the autumn harvest! The only hope, Erebor, has been "squeezed dry" by Roland, and most of Erebor's supplies come from years of accumulation in the Iron Hills! As for the Woodland Kingdom... forget it, the elves don't have much supplies anyway.
"Lance!" Roland called out.
Soon, Lance, dressed in aristocratic attire, came to Roland.
"Your Highness, what can I do for you?" Lance asked respectfully.
"Do you think it's okay for me to open the trade route for them to trade?" Roland said after a long silence.
"Why do you say that, Your Highness?" Lance asked, puzzled. Prioritizing development was the policy everyone had collectively agreed upon. Now, once the trade route opens... River Rapids will inevitably be exposed to everyone's eyes! Because the only places truly suitable for Roland's trade are places like the Shire and the Gondor Kingdom. Other places are either too chaotic or occupied by evil. Only these two places can meet Roland's large-scale grain trade needs.
"We can't hold on any longer!" Roland spoke the truth. In fact, River Rapids City would be in the embarrassing situation of running out of food within half a month at most.
“Hmm!”
“Oh my God!”
…
"What happened? Let's go and take a look!" Roland saw the commotion in the crowd and quickly sent soldiers to find out what was going on.
…
"Goblin!"
"There really are goblins!"
"Is this a goblin?"
A crowd gathered around a small, green-skinned dwarf, only about 1.2 meters tall, and discussed the situation. However, everyone was certain that this was a goblin! After all, it was exactly the same as the one in the legend.
"What's wrong? Civilians! What happened?" A knight on a tall horse rode his horse into the crowd and asked.
