"Dragon God!" Roland and Van Erwei heard Renault's exclamation across the tent.
"Your Highness! You should see this!" Renault opened the tent and made half space.
"What happened? Oh my God!" Van Erwei stuck his head out to take a look in confusion, and was immediately shocked. The originally spacious street was now covered by a torrent of infantry wearing green chain mail, barrel helmets, holding 5-meter-long chevaux de frise, carrying tower shields and hanging maces.
"Who are they? When did they come?" Van Erwei turned his head and looked at Renault.
"They are Lagran's most glorious infantry! The Swift Infantry Corps! They just came here to support the king!" Renault said proudly as he looked at the Lagran dragon emblem on the chest of the Swift Infantry.
"Your people? I didn't see that!" Van Erwei looked at the endless Stream Infantry Corps in front of him, there were at least more than a thousand people!
"Don't we have any reinforcements?" Van Erwei turned his head and looked at Roland in confusion.
"Probably not, but we can't rule out accidents, such as the current situation." Roland shrugged. He didn't know how to explain it to Van Erwei.
"So - our chances of winning are a little better?" Van Erwei said happily.
"Tell me the truth, are there any reinforcements?" Van Erwei looked at Roland with his eyes slanted, his face full of excitement.
"I don't know. Our people are scattered across the continent, and I can't contact them. Besides, not everyone can make it here." Roland shook his head. He didn't have the money to send another wave of reinforcements.
"Dear King! Your loyal servant Lance requests to see you!" Suddenly a unique torrent infantryman came out.
Roland was stunned. He carefully observed the Flood Trooper before him. Why was he so different? The other Flood Troopers were just ordinary soldiers, but this one was a Level 2 warrior! Although his attire resembled that of ordinary Flood Troopers, it was clear that his chainmail was made of a rare metal. The sharp, slender lance glowed with magical brilliance, clearly an enchanted weapon. The tower shield behind him, though painted a cyan color, couldn't conceal the fluctuations of the adamantine metal.
"Who are you? My warrior!" Roland asked curiously.
"I am Lord Lance, the lord of Xiye Village in the Epidemic Province of the Lagran Empire." Lance gave Roland a noble salute.
"Holy crap? A native noble of Lagrande? They can even do this?" Roland complained in his heart.
"Why are you here?" Roland asked curiously. What a rip-off system! There was actually a "big fish" hiding among a group of ordinary infantrymen!
"I learned that the king is here, so I came to protect him!" Lance said respectfully.
"What about this Flood Infantry Corps?" Roland wanted to know the relationship between Lance and this corps.
"Your Highness, I am the commander of this legion. We have been wandering in the Far North for a long time and have lost nearly half of our personnel. After learning that you have raised the banner of Lagrande again, we have come here to defend the glory of you and the empire!" Lance said in a sonorous and powerful voice.
Honestly, the system's memory transfer was quite reliable, and no one questioned it. However, what concerned Roland was how outrageous the Lagrand in the game was. A lord whose territory was only the size of a small town could actually command a 3,000-man legion of Flood Infantry! Lords like that, please, bring me a dozen of them.
"So you've governed a territory before?" Roland suddenly shuddered, realizing this kid's strengths! Talent! A truly remarkable talent! Roland hadn't had anyone under him who knew how to govern, leading to the current incomplete facilities and buildings in Rapid City, plagued by numerous minor issues. Now with a Lagrande noble, things would be much easier.
"Yes! Your Majesty! But I am only capable of governing small towns. I have never governed a large town." Lance had the dignity and humility of a Lagrande noble.
"It doesn't matter. There aren't many people in Swift City now. From today on, you will be the civil servant of Swift City!" Roland waved his hand, and the mess of Swift City's civil affairs was thrown to Lance.
"Yes, sir!" Lance replied with his head down.
Roland quickly opened the page of the City of Rapids to appreciate the current attributes of his city, but found that the evaluation that had remained unchanged for thousands of years had actually changed.
River Rapids:
Area: One kilometer in radius.
Building units: Ruined lord's castle*1, dilapidated houses*80, not very solid houses*20, intermediate magic pattern wall, stone well, blacksmith shop, military camp.
Generals: Kaslo (Level 3), Renault (Level 4), Radil (Level 4),
Special Personnel: Ivy (Level 3)
City Defense Officer: Marcus (Level 4)
Administrative Officer: Lance (Level 2)
Troops: 2110
Population: 894 (Trainable civilians: 183)
Commentary: A lonely king led his remaining people back to their homeland and founded this towering walled city. The city's inhabitants are sparse, but everything is progressing well. The city's military is strong and capable of defending it, but it still cannot withstand the burgeoning darkness alone. The good news is that the city has finally welcomed its own defense officer and administrative officer. Note: A tribe of grassland elves is stationed in the city; their effective use can have surprising and miraculous effects.
Abilities: As the only territory of the Kingdom of Lagrang in Middle-earth, it attracts the remnants of Lagrang. The system will guide a wave of wandering Lagrang civilians to arrive every day, hoping that the lord can properly accommodate them.
Allows the recruitment of local civilians to train Flood Infantry.
"Oh my gosh! Finally, I'm not being called a loser anymore..." Roland was so moved that he wanted to cry. Being a king is hard, being the King of Lagrang is hard, and being a qualified King of Lagrang is even harder!
"Your Highness, if I have the chance, I would like to rebuild this lord's castle in front of me." Lance whispered to Roland.
"It's time to fix it!" After saying that, he glared at Renault. Renault quickly turned his head and touched his nose as if he couldn't see me.
"I've handed over all the government affairs to you, just take care of it!" Roland clapped his hands and acted like a boss.
"Also, it's time to repair these houses. It would be terrible if they collapsed and hit people." Lance skillfully took out the parchment and ink pen and began to write and draw.
"If you see anything that is missing, needs to be repaired, or needs improvement, go find Renault and ask him to assist you. You can also hire residents in the town to do the work. As for the remuneration..." Roland dragged out a box from the corner. It was full of gold coins. Roland left this box aside for emergencies.
"After all, I can't let the people under my rule work for nothing, right?" Roland smiled.
