The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"It seems we are in big trouble..." Eovia sighed.

"If the orcs cross the river and attack Rapid City... then..." Bai Yi could no longer continue.

The Orcs who successfully bypass the southern defense line can attack the Gushan battlefield with the Orc army in the north, and the coalition forces will be completely separated.

"King Roland, I hope to know what the city defense of Swift Current City looks like now!" Iovia said helplessly.

"Come with me!" Roland sighed.

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"This..." Eovia looked at the Rapid City in front of her in shock. Although the magic-patterned city wall that was hundreds of meters long, five meters wide, and five meters in front of her looked extremely shocking, the walls less than two meters high next to it looked extremely shocking. Are the walls really serious?

"What can this stop? Goblins?" Eovia spread her hands and said angrily.

"Sorry, most of our people are wandering and have not returned yet...and our mages can only make so many magic stone bricks every day." Roland sighed helplessly.

"If the orcs cross the rushing river! What can we do to stop them? Life!" Eovia was dumbfounded. He felt that it was a mistake to lead his people through this muddy water.

"There is no way. If they cross the river, I can only lead my soldiers to stop them on the river bank!" Roland sighed.

"I hope they won't discover this fatal loophole!" Eovia sighed, mounted the unicorn, and the unicorn spread its wings and flew into the sky.

"System! Territory page details!" Roland called the system after watching Eovia leave.

The familiar light curtain unfolded, and Roland immediately saw the current situation of his city. There was still only a lonely Rapid City in the territory. After clicking on the page of Rapid City, the current situation of Rapid City appeared in front of Roland.

Rapid City:

Area: one kilometer in radius.

Building units: dilapidated lord's castle*1, crumbling dwellings*80, unstable dwellings*20, dilapidated stone walls in disrepair (under repair), stone wells, blacksmith shops, and military camps.

Troop strength: 913

Population: 247 (Trainable civilians: 52)

Evaluation: The lonely king led the remaining people back to their homeland. This ruins that could barely provide shelter from the wind and rain brought them some comfort. Darkness still threatened the new king. There was no production capacity in the town except fishery. Her strong military strength may be her only praiseworthy feature. Note: The town does not have any war potential, and a disastrous defeat in a war can kill it.

Ability: As the only territory of the Kingdom of Raglan in Middle-earth, she will attract the remnants of Raglan. The system will guide a wave of wandering Lagrand civilians to arrive every day, hoping that the lord can properly resettle them.

Allows civilians from this area to be recruited to train Swift Infantry.

"The population is still a flaw! There are more soldiers than civilians!" Roland sighed, and there was nothing he could do about it. Soldiers may get 100 or even 500 people by signing in at one time, but there will only be one wave of refugees every day, and the number is uncertain. , causing Roland's population to never increase. The population base determines the number of troops Roland can recruit in the future. Without a population, the war potential of the Kingdom of Lagrand is curbed out of thin air.

"Kaslo! Equip the El Niño rangers with Shire horses and have them stationed in the lower reaches of the Swift River to monitor whether the orcs are crossing the river! Once they cross the river, they will light a beacon. In addition, let the knights move every day, along the river. Follow the fast flowing river to investigate." Roland finally had to use this stupid method. If the orcs really cross the river, it really depends on their fate...

"Okay, sir!" Kaslo nodded, obviously he understood the seriousness of this matter.

"Reno! Train the light infantry well these days! I don't ask them to be brave enough to kill the enemy, but I ask them to form a formation to fight against the orcs." Roland turned to Renault and ordered, after all, those conscripted light infantry who trained Laqiao are really good. It's... it's hard to describe...

"Yes! My king." After Renault bowed and saluted, he opened the tent and walked out.

"Time is running out. Orcs may attack at any time..." Roland analyzed Azog's style and felt that it was very likely that the orcs would attack in winter and catch everyone by surprise.

"Sir! You need to see this!" Kaslo suddenly rushed in, holding a shadow crystal in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Roland suddenly felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Roar!"

"Ouch!"

Driven by Kaslo's fighting spirit, the Shadow Crystal revealed the image it held inside. It was a group of wasteland orcs, but the number of this group was a bit exaggerated. Judging from the position where the Shadow Crystal was taking the photo, The number of this group is at least tens of thousands.

"Where did this thing come from?" Roland's face was ugly. He saw that the orc totems were exactly the same as the orc totems in the wasteland on the east bank of the Swift River where he was. Roland broke into a cold sweat when he thought that there was such a force around him.

"It was brought by a wandering prairie elf tribe. In order to avoid this group of orcs, they migrated westward and ended up at the foot of Rapid River City." Kaslo said.

"Take me to see their clan leader." Roland said quickly.

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"Hello, respected King Ragland, I am Verway, the leader of this grassland elf." The young elf leader bowed his head in salute.

"Thank you for the news, but I want to know the details!" Roland grabbed him and said anxiously.

"It's like this. This video was recorded by us on the east bank of the Hongshui River. We originally lived under the Iron Qiu Ridge, but for some reason, the wasteland orcs there began to gather. For the safety of the tribe, I had to lead them to migrate! "Fernwei pushed Roland's hand away without leaving a trace.

"Did they cross the river?" Roland asked the question he was most concerned about.

"They had not crossed the river when we arrived on the other side, but they were looking for trees to build rafts!" confirmed Verve.

"What the hell!" Roland immediately understood that it was not Sauron's thing that made him stand on his head and dance! The current Rune region was originally under the control of Sauron, and the wasteland orcs there gathered and moved to the west for no reason? I don’t believe that no one ordered Roland to kill him.

"How many tribesmen do you have? How many of you can fight?" Roland asked Verway quickly, because the prairie elves can be said to be wandering elves. Without magic wells, their life span is more than half shorter than other elves, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as others. The weapons of the elves are not sophisticated enough, and the population is still very sparse. It can be said that they are simply vagabonds of the elves. However, it is precisely the above reasons that lead to the heroic and fighting character of the prairie elves. In terms of fighting will, the prairie elves can be said to be the best. Defeat all elves.

"There are 657 people in our tribe, and there are only 149 elf warriors who can fight, but most of them are first-level professionals." Compared with other elves who own magic wells, the professional level of prairie elves is on average one level lower than them.

"Very good! You can leave your tribe here or choose to cross the river to the city of Los Saint-Nil on the other side! But you need to stay and join us in stopping the orcs!" Roland said directly.

"Why? You are not qualified to order me!" Verve's eyes widened and he had never seen such a shameless king! Is it now popular to force people to take ginseng balls?

"It's not an order, but you have no choice! Are you willing to go south to face the Dol Guldor Orc army or go west to break into the misty mountains full of Orcs? Or are you planning to go north to have a chance encounter with the Gundaba Orcs?" Roland asked curiously.

"Man! We have been surrounded by orcs! Do you understand?" Roland said, fearing that he would not understand, he took out a sheepskin map and drew a circle on it, which happened to surround the entire area near Gushan.

"...Goddess above! This is not true!" Verve was dumbfounded. He thought he was escaping from the orcs' sphere of influence, but unexpectedly he entered the encirclement. Verve wanted to ask silently, should he retreat now? OK?

"I suggest you let women and children cross the river first. It's just that the city defenses on the opposite side are better than mine..." Although she didn't want to admit that Rapid City's current city defenses were stretched, she still couldn't help but praise her defenses.

"By the way! How many days have you been gone?" Roland suddenly asked this key question.

"Five days!" Verway thought for a moment.

"Very good. After arranging the tribesmen, prepare to face the enemy!" Roland patted him on the shoulder.

"Caslow! Scout eastward! Renault! Cross the river and explain the situation to Eovia and White Wings on the other side, and ask them to send reinforcements if necessary." Roland commanded in an orderly manner.