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

"Ahem! Let's go, my people!" Roland coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment.

"Your Highness, won't it be dangerous for us to move out?" a commoner asked Roland.

Will the kingdom send troops to garrison and protect us?

"Will the orcs attack us?"

The people summoned by Yunfeng bombarded Roland with questions. They had come in the name of the king, filled with love for the kingdom and reverence for the king, but that didn't mean they were simple fools. They cared more about matters of survival than anyone else.

"Quiet down! Listen to me!" Roland couldn't help but feel a headache coming on as more and more people gathered around him to watch...

"Damn it! That bastard Yun Feng tricked me." Roland shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"The kingdom will help you build your new home. The new villages will make farming easier for you! As for your concerns about security, the kingdom will station troops in the villages to protect the safety of its citizens!" Roland said in one breath.

Initially, it would definitely be necessary to station troops there. After all, even if we ignore the invasion of the Orcs from Dolgoth, a large number of wandering Orcs would still pose a security threat to the village, so a necessary garrison is still required.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Thank you for your kindness!"

The people knelt down on one knee to pledge their loyalty to Roland. Roland was astonished. What simple and honest people they were! These loyal Lagrange people were willing to offer their loyalty to their ruler as long as they could live in safety...

"Rise! Pack your things! We're about to leave!" Roland ordered.

Soon, with knights and cavalry escorting them, the group of about two hundred people slowly began to move towards the Tuput Forest.

……

"Thud!" The heavy lance ruthlessly pierced the chest of an orc, instantly penetrating him without any resistance. Omsk used the lance to lift the lone orc's corpse with one hand.

"Clear the area! Kill those damned orcs and monsters!" Omsk said slowly, casually tossing aside the corpses.

Omske led the Holy Knights as the vanguard, taking the lead in clearing out dangerous areas along the way, since the roaming orcs and monsters were deadly to ordinary people!
"By the Dragon God! These orcs are so annoying!" A Lagrange knight frowned.

"Can't they all be killed?" one knight asked his companion.

“I now think these things are just like field mice! They’re endless!” a knight shrugged.

"Watch your surroundings! This place is not safe!" Omsk said as he approached the knights.

"Understood!" the knights exclaimed, pounding their chests.

……

"Your Highness, I'm so bored!" Ajax stretched and looked at Roland listlessly.

"What's wrong?" Roland asked, looking at the dejected Ajax.

“Caslo went to Lulong Fortress, and no one will play with me anymore... Waaah!” Ajax lay sprawled on her horse, her limbs outstretched.

"Hmm?" Roland smelled a strong scent of gossip. Could it be... that these two dragon riders are having an affair?
"Why don't you go visit him after you're done here?" Roland asked with a smile. "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Ajax nodded her head vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Let's go!" Roland said, looking at the young man carrying large and small bags behind him.

……

"Your Highness, may you enjoy good health!" Centaur Lord Baldr knelt before Roland, holding the Centaur Grip, the weapon bestowed upon him by Roland, and paid his respects.

"Rise! I've come here to build a village! I hope it won't disturb your lives!" Roland explained his purpose with a smile.

"Lord Omske has already told us why you came. As long as they don't disturb the centaurs' lives, we won't have any objections!" Badr pondered for a moment and said. Although the centaurs didn't trust humans, the Kingdom of Lagrang, to which they served, had treated them well, so they still had to give the king some face.

"Thank you very much then. Please bear with these people!" Roland nodded in thanks. Living together as two tribes, they still needed the help of people and horses.

……

"Your Highness, are we here?" A burly man carrying a logging axe approached Roland, but blocked several knights in front of him.

“No need! This place will do!” Roland waved his hand to quell the knights’ wariness and said to the group of young and strong leaders.

"Alright! Your Highness, let's get started!" The leader nodded, shouldered his axe, and headed into the forest.

"Oh! Right! You should be able to use these planks!" Roland took out a batch of two-meter-long, one-meter-wide, and ten-centimeter-thick planks that had been stockpiled from previous lottery draws from the system space. The ground even trembled the moment they hit the ground.

"Uh..." The burly leader looked at the logging axe in his hand and twitched his lips helplessly. These planks were enough for them to build the village.

"Your Highness, please name this village!" The young men couldn't refuse their earnest request. After all, the kingdom's territory should be named by its lord, and this land belonged to the great King Roland of Lagrange, so Roland had the right to name it.

“This village… let’s call it Delwin!” Roland thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered the man from the game in his previous life and casually suggested.

"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Your Highness!" The young men all knelt on one knee to express their gratitude to Doroland.

“You can start building here first. Your families will move here after you have completed all the infrastructure. After all, women and children cannot sleep in the wilderness,” Roland said.

"Thank you for your kindness!" everyone expressed their gratitude.

"This is what I, as king, should do! Ensuring the lives and health of my people is my responsibility and duty!" Roland proudly raised his head; after all, they were his own leeks! Raising his own Swiftflow Infantry meant an endless supply! What were the characteristics of Swiftflow City? It was training the able-bodied men under its rule into disciplined Swiftflow Infantry! Cheap, effective, highly efficient, and most importantly, fearless! Soldiers with such high cost-effectiveness were highly sought after everywhere!
“Baron Badr! Please take care of our people. I will send the garrison here as soon as possible. In the meantime, I hope your men can provide these people with the necessary protection and shelter!” Roland found the centaur lord Badr.

"Where your will points, my sword will follow! The Tuput centaurs will obey your command!" Badr bowed and knelt in obedience.

"This is troublesome. Be careful of the orcs. We defeated a large army of them in the southern part of the kingdom, and these defeated soldiers may wander here. Don't let them harm the civilians!" Roland warned.

"Don't worry, Your Highness! I will immediately order all the scouts to go out and wipe them out!" Badr said.

"Alright, then I'll head back now! The kingdom's garrison will arrive soon! Thank you for your help during this time!" Roland nodded in acknowledgment.

"May you have a safe journey!" Badr bowed and saw Roland off.