The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 115 Spring Plowing

"His Highness has ordered! All people except the elderly, the infirm, the disabled, and pregnant women must leave the city and assemble in the north!" City Defense Officer Marcus roared with a powerful voice, his voice echoing throughout the already small city of Jiliu after being amplified by a special combat technique!
"Holy crap! A lioness's roar?" Roland was so shocked by the visible sound wave that he trembled slightly before revealing a look of horror. Was this so unscientific? If someone stood in front of him, wouldn't he be roared to death? But then Roland thought about it again. Middle-earth wasn't exactly a scientific world. Firearms were awesome, right? Awesome! But Middle-earth fire mages could sense and control free-floating fire elements in nature from ten thousand meters away. Just a single fire element... would self-destruct ten thousand meters away. And this was just a basic operation for a magic apprentice. Although their effective attack radius was only a few hundred meters, their powerful mental strength was enough for them to control elements ten thousand meters away. Just a trace... That's why Roland didn't want to climb the modern technology tree after transmigrating. Unless you start with a mushroom bomb, but you also have to consider that Middle-earth professionals have countless ways to counter mushroom bomb attacks. Tearing space and throwing a mushroom bomb in is one thing, but almost all sixth-tier professionals can fight while enduring mushroom bombs. To them, a mushroom bomb is just a slightly bright firework.

"Hehe, this is just a special release of the combat skill - War Cry! As long as you have a deep enough understanding of this skill, you can do it by slightly changing the strength and order of the battle aura release." Caslo chuckled.

As Marcus finished speaking, the once quiet city of Swiftstream suddenly erupted with a roar. Countless residents emerged from their homes, and the empty streets of Swiftstream were instantly filled with young men and women.

"Someone! Maintain order!" Roland's pupils shrank. The sea of ​​people in front of him reminded him of the horror of a stampede. If anything unexpected happened, it would be too late to regret it!

"Yes, sir!" Caslo's expression also changed. Even a knight would be at a loss in the face of the surging crowd. Unless his strength had reached a qualitative leap, he would still be trampled to death by ordinary people.

"Line up!"

"Don't mess up!"

"Anyone who pushes or shoves others will be executed!" Caslo said fiercely, looking at Wu Ya.

"Stop!" Several knights raised their sheathed longswords and swung them down. As the saying goes, a stick can sweep away a large area. A sheathed longsword is much easier to control in the hands of a knight than a stick. With each tightening and loosening of their grip, throngs of people were quickly knocked to the ground.

"Silence!" Caslo drew his longsword, and with a clang, the crowd fell silent.

"Now leave the city in an orderly fashion! You are the people of Lagrang! Not bloodthirsty orcs!" Caslo roared angrily.

Sure enough, under the control of the knights and other soldiers, the Lagrange citizens lined up in an orderly fashion to leave the city. Although the lines were not very neat, they were still much better than the chaotic scene of herding ducks just now.

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"Are you ready?" Roland asked Lance solemnly. It would be a huge joke if they didn't have enough farm tools...

“No problem! King Roland! We’ve got it covered! You’re the dwarves’ best friend, and dwarves won’t let their friends down!” Before Lance could speak, a short figure appeared behind him and took over the conversation.

"Kili?" Roland exclaimed in surprise. He hadn't expected that the dwarf leader who came to escort these farm tools would be Thorin's nephew, Kili! It seems that Oak Shield really values ​​him.

"Hi! King Roland, I'm so glad to see you in good health! My uncle talks about you all the time, and it seems you're doing well!" Qili came to Roland's side with a friendly and sincere smile.

"It's alright, but we're short of food, so we need to reclaim a lot of wasteland!" Roland sighed.

"Time is not plentiful!" Qi Li frowned, and after calculating the time, he realized that time was not abundant. After all, there was a vast amount of land that Jiliu City, which supported thousands of people but had no savings, needed to reclaim.

"But I still have to thank you again! Thank you for your help! Otherwise, I would have been in real trouble this year!" Roland sighed. He had realized that the system's probability of giving out soldiers was passable, but the probability of giving out food... was appalling. Relying on the system to raise soldiers was impossible. This system, which had been through who-knows-how-manufactured, was clearly a system that only cared about killing and not about burying! It threw soldiers at you, and didn't care how you raised them! Roland had signed in so many times and had only received a few large quantities of food...

"By the way! How's the plow coming along?" Roland was clearly very interested in whether the legendary curved plow was as magical as it seemed. "Ready!" The soldiers below pointed to the frames mounted on the carts; those were clearly the curved plows.

"Wait a minute! Where are my oxen? Where are my oxen?" After scanning the area and not seeing the 50 oxen, King Roland panicked. If it weren't for those oxen, Roland would have had to reluctantly use his warhorses to fill the gaps...

"Yun Feng! Get out here! Where's the ox I told you to look after?" Roland, who had searched around but couldn't find the ox, cursed angrily, looking as if he was about to dig up Yun Feng's ancestral graves.

"Your Highness... what's wrong?" Yun Feng peeked out with sleepy eyes, it seemed that this guy had stayed up all night again last night to do experiments and research alchemy.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Roland jumped three feet high in anger and pounced on Yun Feng with lightning speed, grabbing him by the collar and shaking him wildly.

"Where's my ox?! Where did my ox go? Where's the ox you were supposed to take care of? If it's gone, am I supposed to use it to plow the fields? Give me back my ox!" At this moment, King Roland was like a shrew, grabbing Yun Feng and "firing" wildly without any regard for his image.

"Your Highness, please calm down..." Yun Feng, who had been manipulated by Roland, finally came to his senses and hurriedly tried to explain.

"Where are the cows! Where are the cows that were tied up by the city gate last night? Such a big herd of cows! Where are my draft oxen!" Roland grabbed Yun Feng by the collar and started spinning him wildly. Yun Feng, who was about to speak, was forcibly controlled by Roland's series of attacks...

With a "whoosh!" Yun Feng finally couldn't bear it any longer and flashed away from Roland's clutches, appearing dozens of meters away.

"Ugh!" Yun Feng immediately started gagging. Roland's shaking was like an earthquake from a forbidden earth spell to Yun Feng, especially since he was right at the epicenter. Anyone who's been shaken knows how unpleasant it was...

"Holy crap! It dares to run away!" Roland was instantly enraged. He'd lost the cow, and it still dared to use magic to escape? With a surge of battle aura, Roland almost used his Charge skill!
"Stop! Your Highness!" Seeing Roland's divine battle aura surging forth, Yun Feng's face turned green. Leaving aside the fact that wise men are generally not good at direct combat, the key point is that even if they were, they wouldn't dare to make a move...

"It's not lost! Your ox is still here!" Yun Feng quickly explained when he saw Roland starting to get restless again. If he didn't give Roland a reasonable explanation today, Roland would probably make the sixth-level sage personally pull the plow and till the land.

"Where?" Roland asked with a dark expression.

"I sent the light infantry with the cattle ahead of time this morning, and also had them clear out any wild animals around. I didn't inform you because you were busy," Yun Feng quickly explained. If he didn't explain clearly soon, he probably would have to go pull the plow.

"Uh..." Roland blushed. What about being busy this morning... cough cough, he really was busy, the kind of busy where he was dreaming of playing real mahjong with some Japanese girl...

"My apologies, Lord Yunfeng. I was just a little hasty. I hope I didn't hurt you?" Feeling embarrassed, Roland quickly went over and dusted Yunfeng off with his hand.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Roland hurriedly said, after all, he also bore some responsibility for this matter, as he had acted without investigating properly beforehand. Fortunately, his precious little darling was not hurt.

"It's nothing, it's nothing! Your Highness is too kind!" Yun Feng quickly dodged away. Only after that wave of attacks did he realize that his king was truly a tiger! Fighting beyond his level was no problem at all, leaving him completely dumbfounded for a moment.

"Ahem, now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, let's get busy. We still need to distribute farm tools to the people!" Roland quickly and awkwardly changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)