The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"At your service, my highness." Radil came in and bowed, his eyes full of respect. Roland, who had received the loyalty of other nobles, now has more charisma as a leader. This has already been shown, from the increasingly respectful looks on everyone's face. You can tell.

Roland has embarked on the path of a true lord. In the future, he will hold a shield to protect his people, and he will also hold a sword to expand territories.

"I need you to build an archer temple!" Roland said gently, and with a wave of his hand, a tall archer inheritance statue appeared in front of Radil.

"Eh? Is this the Archer Heritage Statue?" Radil said with surprise on his face. The statue in front of him surprised Radil. The inherited skills mean strong combat effectiveness.

"Yes, I got it by accident." Roland smiled.

"I would like to ask Your Highness, what are the inherited skills here?" Radil held the staff in his hand and carefully looked at the stone statue in front of him.

"Oh, it's multiple arrows and wild shooting." Roland said casually.

"Not bad! Multiple arrows are a magical skill of the archers! This is where the fighting spirit of the Deniya archers can be released." Radil said happily, stroking his beard.

"Well, in this way, one of the Batania shooters can be used as three." Roland also looked satisfied.

"So I need you to hurry up. After all, the orcs won't give us much time." Roland looked at Radil and said seriously.

"You are right, Your Highness, but I need enough manpower. You don't want to let me carry those heavy stone bricks with my old bones." Radil winked mischievously.

"Of course, all Lagrand City guards are at your disposal." Roland smiled and took out a piece of parchment from the table, spread it out, dipped enough ink and wrote a warrant.

"Lord Radil, you can take this and mobilize the manpower." Roland blew on the wet ink marks, and after the ink penetrated, he handed the order to Radil.

"Your Highness, you are becoming more and more like a true king." Radil, who had reached the door, suddenly turned back and looked at Roland with relief and smiled.

"Huh? Really?" Roland lowered his head and said silently. It turned out that he had grown a lot unknowingly. After the panic when he first arrived, the retreat before the battle, and the establishment of the city, he now has the bearing of a king. , things have begun to slowly come into shape. If it had been left a month ago, Roland would have waved his hand and asked Radil to go find work for the Lagrand City guards.

What makes Radil happy is that Roland finally knows how to control his military power. In this turbulent Middle-earth, having strong strength and a majestic army is the foundation of everything. A qualified lord must first grasp his own power. army.

Although the people of Lagrand summoned by the system are very loyal to Roland, they are not data, but living flesh and blood with their own souls. They may not be immune to betrayal and a series of other things. For example, Renault launched an attack against Roland's order to retreat. Although it was due to the spirit of the Holy Knight, it was simply unbearable for a true superior. That is to say, Roland came from Blue Star, and everyone was equal in his heart. Only if modern concepts have not been reversed will they not mind this kind of thing.

The fact that his subordinates ignored orders is something that no superior can tolerate, not to mention that Renault also led all the soldiers to disobey Roland's orders. This is almost only a little bit better than betrayal. In fact, when he first arrived in the middle Roland's control over Lagrand's soldiers was really weak at first. From the fact that Renault could almost lead all the soldiers, we can see how much prestige Roland had at that time. But now, after experiencing countless things, Roland's Already having the power of a king, his mentality began to slowly change. Although he still retained the noble qualities of China in his bones, he had now begun to learn to be a qualified superior.

"Winter is so cold... can the orcs be far behind?" Roland put on his cloak and walked out of the tent. The cold air that hit his face made him shiver, and his heart became cold at the same time.

"Hoo~" The hot breath he exhaled slowly dissipated in front of him like a horse, and Roland walked up to the city with his hands curled up.

"Your Highness!" The snow-covered Dovinian heavily armored swordsman was standing at the steps of the city wall. Although there were not many people in the city, he still guarded the stone steps up to the city wall conscientiously.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's go and drink some hot soup to warm ourselves up after changing the guard later." Roland nodded. Although he didn't know much about military affairs and didn't know the profound art of war and exquisite command, he knew that the lord who was strict in running the army could not let it go. Humans are no better than dwarves when it comes to drinking when their own soldiers are on guard. Although there is no strong liquor to warm the body, there is still an adequate supply of boiling broth.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." Dovinian's heavy swordsman said gratefully.

"I'll go around on my own, don't follow me." Roland stopped the Dovinian heavy swordsman who was about to follow. What a joke! If there is any danger in his own Swift Current City, he might as well wipe his neck with his sword. If there is really an internal problem, then Roland can only say that he admits it!

"Your Highness!" A team of ten Battanian shooters happened to pass by Roland on patrol.

Roland looked at these alternative shooters wearing heavy armor, and he was satisfied no matter how he looked at them! These Battanian archers are not only superb in archery but also have the function of heavy infantry. Their requirements for front row infantry are much less than other archers and rangers.

"It's a pity... I only have 100 people after saving for so long. No matter how I sign in, I can't get them out." Roland said with regret. The Batania shooter can be said to be the first and only long-range team under Roland's command. Arms.

"We will have the Archer Temple soon. I hope you can learn the two inherited skills of multiple arrows and wild shooting before the war." Roland encouraged.

"Thank you for the gift, Your Highness!" A group of Badanian archers knelt down and said. After all, inheritance skills are not accessible to ordinary professionals, let alone active skills such as multiple arrows that can completely change the combat effectiveness of archers.

"Hahaha, I hope that in the next war, I can see your rain of arrows drowning those damn orcs!" Roland encouraged. You must know that an archer with multiple arrows and an ordinary archer are two different professions!

The original one arrow at a time has become three arrows, and it does not require the shooter's physical strength to load the arrows. After all, not all shooters have space quivers, and wild shooting can also increase the shooter's sustainability. and coverage strength, it is not the algorithm of 1+1=2 at all. They will become more deterrent and capable of group attack. As long as their fighting spirit and physical strength are not exhausted, their small force can block multiple half of them. Orcs can completely break away from their status as auxiliary arms and become the most terrifying killing machines on the battlefield!

"Haha~" A strange smile appeared on Roland's lips. He was looking forward to the rain of arrows more and more.