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

Chapter 195 Refugees Arrive
“That dragon rider is so pitiful…” Nyx blinked her big, watery eyes at Roland with a pitiful look, her soft, boneless hands gently wrapping around Roland’s waist.

“That’s his responsibility and honor, silly girl! You and I are the same. Why are we nobles? Why do we enjoy the best material things? Because we are the first to rush into disaster! Because we protect this land, ordinary people can thrive.” Roland gently tapped Nyx’s head, thanking the nobles of Middle-earth. At this moment, most of the nobles had not yet been corrupted; they were still the most lovable and respectable people of this era!

“The nobles of Lagrange have been wiped out…” Nyx said, tears streaming down her face. In the history she remembered, the last of the Lagrange princes charged into the surging Dark Alliance army… and the empire collapsed from that moment on…

"So much time has passed, let's not think about them anymore. Dwelling on the past will only make us more sorrowful... As long as there is one nobleman, as long as there is one Lagrange with imperial blood flowing through his veins, our kingdom will never perish! We will reclaim the lost lands! All our enemies will be crushed! Vacant titles will be inherited by new lords! Lost kingdoms and duchies will be rebuilt!" Roland declared passionately.

“Yes, I believe you…” Nyx murmured, holding the only man who could give her a sense of security.

"When are you planning to go to Moria..." Nyx whispered in Roland's ear as Roland played with his long golden hair, her eyes filled with heartache and concern.

"We'll probably set off around summer, but it depends on when the dwarves are ready!" Roland said gently, ruffling her head. He had already calculated in his mind that it would probably be around April or May.

“Sigh…” Nyx gently embraced Roland and sighed helplessly, as if he knew that war was his destiny and said nothing more.

"Sleep, sleep! Your life is more important!" Roland made a silly face and tossed Nyx onto the soft velvet bed, then pounced on him... (The rest is omitted; please use your imagination, experienced drivers.)
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"System...check in..." Roland muttered to himself, idly holding the sleeping girl in his arms.

"Congratulations, host! Successful check-in! Special event triggered: Refugees arrive!"

"What the hell? This incident..." Roland's expression changed. Although he couldn't remember the exact time period of this incident, it was definitely a double-edged sword!

The refugee influx occurred after the fall of the southern territories, with a massive influx of refugees rushing north. Even Roland's own territory was impacted by the refugee influx. If the player handles this event well, they can not only gain a large population, but also potentially win the allegiance of wandering nobles and special talents from the south! Although Roland did not gain the allegiance of special talents and nobles, he still gained at least a thousand people.

"This is troublesome... If the refugee influx becomes too large... and is incited by those with ulterior motives... they will attack the city!" A hint of horror flashed in Roland's eyes.

Although a few refugees can do nothing to Swiftstream City, if Roland orders an attack, it will be an absolute massacre. Although there will be no visible losses, the morale and loyalty of the people will plummet!
"I need to prepare supplies... I might have to go to the dwarves and elves to buy more..." Roland's initial thought of having plenty of supplies suddenly wavered.

"Hmm~ Want to sleep a little longer?" Nyx poked out a section of her slender arm from under the warm blankets and gently wrapped it around Roland's waist, saying sweetly.

"No, I have to attend to some official business. There may be a lot of refugees coming soon." Roland gently tucked Nyx in and left the inner room.

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"Let's calculate how much supplies we have? Enough for how many people until the autumn harvest?" Roland originally wanted to find Lance, but realized that the guy had gone to Gondor with the goblin king Hu Boyuan, so he had to drag poor Reno over to be his laborer.

"Enough for 10,000 people until the autumn harvest, but of course we have to use it sparingly." Nyx appeared behind the two of them, dressed neatly, and apart from her slightly unnatural gait, she was still the beautiful and dignified Grand Duchess.

"Ten thousand people?" Roland's expression softened as he summoned the system interface to check.

Swiftstream City:
Area: One kilometer in radius.

Building units: 1 dilapidated lord's castle (under expansion and repair), 300 ordinary wooden houses, intermediate magic-inlaid walls, stone well, blacksmith shop, barracks, archer's temple, watchtower.

Generals: Caslo (Tier 3), Renault (Tier 4), Radil (Tier 4), Yunfeng (Tier 6), Omske (Tier 6).

Special personnel: Ivy (Tier 3) Grand Duke Nyx: Nyx ​​(Tier 2)
City Defense Officer: Marcus (Tier 4)
Political Officer: Lance (Second Rank)
Troop strength: 2762
Holy Knights Order: 100 Tier 2 Lagrange Knights.

Lagrange City Guards: 100 Tier 2 Warriors

Battanian Archers: 700 Tier 2 Archers. Dovenian Heavy Swordsmen: 100 Tier 2 Swordsmen.

El Niño Ranger: 100 Tier 2 Rangers.

Lagrange Royal Guards: 200

Swiftflow Legion: 683 Swiftflow Infantry

Recruit 200 light infantrymen.

Lagrange Heavy Cavalry: 100 heavy cavalrymen

Priests: 8 Tier 2 Priests

Mage: One second-tier fire mage

Crusader Lancers: 100

Crusader archers: 300

Crusader Heavy Shieldmen: 20

Cross Bauhinia Knights: 20

Duchy Light Cavalry: 30

Population: 3310 (1697 civilians who can be trained)
Evaluation: The lonely king led his surviving people back to their homeland and built this city with high walls. The city now has some residents, giving it a more vibrant and lively atmosphere. Everything is developing in a positive direction. The city has a strong military force with a large pool of eligible soldiers! The city can completely defend itself even in the face of a large-scale attack. Note: Perhaps you owe Grand Duke Nyx a proper marriage?
Abilities: 1. As the only territory of the Kingdom of Lagrange in Middle-earth, she will attract the remnants of Lagrange. The system will guide a group of wandering Lagrange civilians to her territory every day, hoping that the lord can properly settle them.

2. Allow the recruitment of local civilians to train swift infantry.

"What does this note mean? Does it mean I'm the kind of person who would back out after I've done my job?" Roland was furious when he saw it!
"So... Jiliu City can only accommodate a maximum of 4000 more people?" Roland said with a bitter expression. He had no idea how big the refugee crisis the system would create, but the system shouldn't kill itself, right? Probably... maybe.

"Send out all the cavalry! Set up a perimeter of a hundred miles, we're about to face a wave of refugees from Lagrange!" Roland looked solemnly at Renault.

“That’s good…the refugee crisis! This…” Renault, who was originally overjoyed, gradually lost his smile.

“You should understand how crazy those starving refugees can be!” Roland sighed.

"By the Dragon God! I will personally guard the city with Caslo!" Renault had no doubt that the crazed refugees would plunder the residents working outside the city, given their madness...

“Oh right, maybe there are soldiers among the refugees…” Roland remembered the time when regular soldiers were caught up in the refugee crisis after Renault turned around.

Renault stumbled, then looked up at Roland with a resentful expression.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing me such good news!" Renault emphasized the good news.

The day after Prime Minister Abe passed away.

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