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

Chapter 309 Escort

"How many people do you plan to send out?" Yun Feng raised his head and rubbed his temples. After all, based on his understanding of Roland, this hands-off king would definitely not take charge of things, and he would usually be the one handling these matters.

"Let's separate out a hundred households!" Roland thought for a moment, propping his head up with his hand.

“Isn’t that too little? The land around Jiliu City is already in dire need! It takes too long for farmers to get from the city to their fields!” Yun Feng shook his head, indicating that this would not alleviate the current situation in Jiliu City. Due to the size of the economy, the entire Lagrang Kingdom has only produced a small urban class, and the majority of the population is still supported by the peasant class.

“Then let’s set aside two hundred households! Let them cultivate the land here, and let them manage the cultivated land in the south of Jiliu City!” Roland thought for a moment. After all, the farmers had not yet harvested this season’s harvest. Although they had moved their homes, they could not confiscate the fruits of their labor. It was necessary to exchange the land they managed.

"Your Highness is merciful!" Yun Feng nodded in approval. He took out a piece of paper and began to write a decree, which he planned to issue shortly.

"Then I'll trouble you to lead the cavalry to escort the able-bodied men to the edge of the Tuput Forest later, so they can lay the foundation for the houses first. Here! This is the plan!" Yun Feng handed over a roll of parchment, instructing Roland as he did so.

"Okay!" Roland picked it up and left.

"Wait a minute! Are you the king or am I the king? Why did you arrange this for me?" Roland suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned his head and saw Yun Feng sitting upright in his seat. He immediately understood where this feeling came from.

"Everyone else is quite busy, so you'll have to keep an eye on things!" Yun Feng said dismissively, shrugging his shoulders.

"Why aren't you going?" Roland blinked.

"Would you be reviewing this stuff if I went there?" Yun Feng pushed a pile of documents on the table toward Roland and said irritably.

"Thank you for your hard work! Goodbye!" Roland decisively turned and left. Reviewing documents? Handling government affairs? Never in his life! At most, he could go play Mount & Blade with his loyal followers! How could a real man waste his youth on something like this?
"Hey, hey, hey..." Nyx covered her mouth and chuckled as she chased after him. Perhaps knowing that Roland got a headache just looking at those things, Nyx affectionately tapped his forehead and sighed.

“Some people are just born to be on the battlefield…” Nyx murmured.

"Huh? Who's talking about me?" Omske slowly poked his head out from the side, holding a package of oil paper, the toast in his mouth still emitting a strong wheat aroma.

"Get lost, eat your bread!" Roland glared back angrily.

“No problem! I’ll get out of here!” Omske blinked, glanced at the two of them, and then quickly disappeared down the street.

"Wait! Get back here!" Roland suddenly remembered something and yelled again.

"Yes! What do you need?" Omske poked his head out again, still holding the bread.

"Gather all knights! Cavalry!" Roland commanded.

“You should ask Reno about this! He’s the Grand Master of the Knights!” Omske said, looking confused.

"Are you still half asleep? Where the hell is Reno?" Roland immediately followed up with a glare and a head tilt, leaving Omske completely bewildered. His knight commander was supposed to be defending the Lulong Fortress, right?
"Why don't you go and collect Lu Long? Exchange him for Renault?" Roland revealed a malicious smile.

"No need, thank you for your kind offer! I'm going to gather the troops!" Omske quickly disappeared. Guarding Lulong Fortress? Such a thankless task should be left to Renault, that excellent thankless fellow. Lulong Fortress is nowhere near as fun as Swiftstream City, and there are also beautiful Lagrange girls there!
"Take him to the east gate!" Roland shouted behind him. "Understood!" Omske ran off without looking back.

"Look how scared you are of Omske!" Nyx was amused by Roland's words.

"Scare him? No, no, no! I really intend to bring Renault back! After all, having a sixth-tier deterrent and not having one are two different things! Dragon Riders are strong, but they are better at group warfare than fighting against the enemy's high-end forces. After all, dragons are still a bit too big!" Roland shook his head. Poor Omske probably never imagined that his tragic fate would be decided by his own king so soon.

“Besides, my knight order can’t be without a commander!” Roland said to Nyx. What would happen if his Holy Glory Knights didn’t have a commander? He, as a king, couldn’t possibly lead the knight order himself. Even if he were to lead one, it would be the Royal Knights. The Holy Glory Knights were simply too low-class.

"Then be careful, I'll wait for you at home!" Nyx gently kissed him, her gaze fixed intently on Roland's eyes, in which Roland saw a burning love.

"Okay, I'll try to come back early tonight!" Roland was starting to get a little distracted by Nyx's gaze...

"Mmm! I'll be waiting for you!" Nyx said playfully, licking her lips with affection in her eyes.

"Hey! You monster! Watch me take you down!" Roland almost lost control of himself, so he could only reach out and pat Nyx's round, perky buttocks to satisfy his lust and calm his burning desire.

"Hehehe!" Nyx made a face and ran off to watch.

"Be careful! Don't trip over your skirt and fall!" Roland couldn't help but remind Nyx, who was so innocent and carefree.

……

"Pfft!" The Sharl horse beneath him snorted loudly, while Roland on horseback listlessly fiddled with his Dragon Slayer Sword.

"Everyone's here, Your Highness!" Omske approached Roland, carrying a heavy lance.

"Hmm, quite imposing!" Roland's lips twitched. Omske's gear looked like he was headed straight for a fight! The heavy armor was one thing, but that armor-piercing lance, as thick as a human head, sent chills down Roland's spine! Even a heavy knight charge wouldn't be this impressive. Roland couldn't imagine what on this land could possibly warrant Omske charging with that thing…

"Bang! Bang!" Omske swung the gun barrel forcefully, and the collision between the metal gun barrel and the armor produced a deafening metallic roar.

“There’s no need for that. We’re not going out to fight…” Roland couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his eye as he watched Omsk make a battlefield mobilization gesture.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness forgot..." came Omske's muffled voice from inside the heavy helmet, and one could hear the embarrassment even through the helmet...

"Make way! Make way!" Yun Feng's voice came at just the right time. He led a group of strong young men driving oxcarts out. Yun Feng looked around and finally found the King of Roland, who was dressed in a dazzling golden outfit.

"Your Highness! These people are yours to handle! They are all your subjects! You can decide what to do with them!" Yun Feng immediately relinquished his post and then used his skill to escape the scene, leaving behind a group of miserable commoners craning their necks to stare at their king.

(End of this chapter)