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

“It was pretty sudden…” Jessie shrugged. From the appearance of the orc wolf riders to their annihilation, it was less than a minute… Jessie really didn’t expect this seemingly quiet knight commander to be so efficient in killing!
The oppressive atmosphere surrounding the knight commander had not yet dissipated, making him appear terrifyingly gloomy.

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"General, what does His Highness mean by this?" Luke Leopold stood on the city wall of Lulong Fortress, looking at Renault who was gazing into the distance beside him.

“呵！东方的战车民不安分了！”雷诺冷笑着摇摇头，他倒是希望那些战车民能来到卢龙要塞下，现在的卢龙要塞已经补充了大量的人手，经过调整这座要塞中驻扎了整整1200名疾流步兵、400名巴丹尼亚射手、100名多温尼安重装剑士、300名十字军弓箭手、100名十字军枪盾兵、20名十字军重盾手以及4名牧师！这支庞大的军队足矣在这座要塞里让任何入侵者碰的头破血流……

"Excuse my bluntness! Our soldiers are capable of defending the city, but they will suffer heavy losses in battle outside the city!" Merck Leopold said in a low voice. He knew his own situation well. Although there were many soldiers here, there were not many professionals. They would suffer heavy casualties in open field battles.

"Our role is to defend! Otherwise, why would most of the professional armies be assigned to Swiftstream City? It's not just because it's the capital of the kingdom, but also because it's flat and only suitable for open field battles!" Apophis Breo said calmly. As a typical military noble, he possessed the richest military capabilities and foresight of this era. Unlike the court nobles who were good at political maneuvering, military nobles were better at communicating with their fists.

Apophis Breo's analysis was correct. From the very beginning, Roland and his men never intended for the walls of Swiftstream City to see the enemy! Unlike military fortresses like Lulong Fortress, Swiftstream City's defense system was riddled with holes, requiring a great deal of time to repair—a drawback of a newly established city! Therefore, Roland never placed his hopes on Swiftstream City's defenses! Anyone who dared to invade the heart of the kingdom would suffer a devastating blow! Don't forget that those Battanian archers were capable of drawing their bows on horseback and wielding their arrows on foot! The Tupter Forest was already Roland's maximum tolerance for intrusion; any idiot who dared to cross that line would face a devastating onslaught from the Lagrange cavalry.

"Are we just going to stay here like this? Don't we need to send some people back to provide support?" Merck Leopold asked Renault anxiously.

“That’s enough!” Omsk’s imposing figure appeared, and he patted Apophis Breo on the shoulder.

“As expected of a man from House Lion, your vision is truly extraordinary! We just need to do our own thing! The King will handle the affairs in the North!” Omske said calmly, then glanced at Merk Leopold.

"Yes!" Merck Leopold quickly suppressed his anxiety. He knew all too well what the appearance of Omske meant! The kingdom had already relinquished power to the south, leaving a hero to suppress the rebellion, and was preparing to deal with the "guests" who had come from afar in the east.

"Relax, everyone! His Highness is more perfect than you and I imagine! He knows what to do! He will tell us if he needs anything! Until then, I hope each of you will calm down and do your job well! Don't cause trouble for everyone!" Omske said loudly to the soldiers who had gathered around him.

"Yes, sir!" the soldiers shouted in unison. For many soldiers, their families were settled in Swiftstream City, and many had found their spouses. When their families faced the risks of war, no one was indifferent. However, Omske's reassurance came just in time, preventing the situation from escalating.

“The waters of Swiftstream City run deep! Two dragon riders… Ha!” Omske’s gaze swept across the distance toward Swiftstream City. He wasn’t worried at all; that northern torrent, enough to shock the world, was no joke! Moreover, there were two dragons! Omske was even more certain that the orcs’ fate hadn’t reached the ears of the Eastern Barbarians, because the Eastern Barbarians weren’t necessarily tougher than the orcs!
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"How...should we cross?" The knight commander stared at the wide, swiftly flowing river before him and fell silent.

"How about we build a bamboo raft and transport the armored warhorses over there one by one?" a knight suggested.

"Do you want to hear what you're saying? Come on! Look at this river! Is it even possible for a raft to cross? Are you planning to give the monsters in the river an extra meal?" The knight commander, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed the clever guy and dragged him to the riverbank. "Take a closer look! What kind of raft can fit you in that plate armor?"

"What should we do then?" Several knights surrounded them, all asking questions at once.

"..." The Knight Commander glanced at Jessie Ava, somewhat embarrassed.

"What's wrong, sir? Is there anything I can help you with?" Jessie asked as she watched a group of people hesitating and walking towards her on the riverbank.

"We can't get through!" the knight commander said in distress.

"Oh?" Jessie Ava was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.

"Wait a minute! Let me look!" Jessie Ava probed her spatial ring with her mental energy.

"Got it!" Jessie Ava raised the metal ball in her hand, as happy as a little green mouse.

"What is this?" Several Swan Knights watching twitched at the corners of their mouths. They watched as Jessie Ava took this thing out of her spatial ring, but they didn't know what it was for.

"Tsk tsk tsk! The great goblin alchemy! No wonder you don't know it!" Jessie Ava shook her head. Alchemy in Middle-earth is not only living off its past achievements but also regressing... It's already quite remarkable that these people could recognize it.

“A simple magical airship! Although it’s only suitable for sightseeing, it can easily carry a few people across the river at once!” Jessie Ava explained. Magical airships were once something that goblin alchemists researched extensively. Some goblins once wanted to use this to compete with the air knights of various races for air supremacy, but in the end, they only created these flashy but impractical luxury items.

"It's not very fast, not much faster than walking, but it's stable and safe!" Jessie said as she released magic to activate its sealing runes.

"Behold the magnificent goblin alchemy technology! Super space compression! You can trust us!" Soon, a ten-meter-long airship appeared on the open ground in front of them. The airship was not much different in size from a small boat with an oval balloon attached. Only the four levitation devices on its sides, engraved with inscriptions and magical patterns, showed that this thing seemed to have the ability to fly.

"He won't fall, will he?" The knight commander looked at the slender magical airship, a fine layer of cold sweat already appearing on his forehead.

"It's alright! It won't fly very high! It won't go more than 20 meters off the ground!" Jessie Ava patted his chest and said proudly. If he didn't know that this thing was extremely safe for professionals, would he dare to let others go up?
"Gulp!" The Swan Knights swallowed hard as they looked at the rudimentary goblin technology in front of them, and they all began to resist this thing that looked like a cheap, unbranded product.