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

Chapter 531 The Kings Prepare for War
"Then let's take stock of the troop strength!" Thranduil cut to the chase. If it were just the undead, he wouldn't be worried, since the forest would dilute the undead army's numbers. But undead and orcs coming together? Hah! Geneva! Refund!
"My army will launch a full-scale attack! However, my forces number around 4000!" Roland shook his head. For Lagrange, counting the number of soldiers was meaningless. Currently, the kingdom had 3443 available soldiers. Including the reward for this declaration of war, the number was estimated to be around 4000. For Roland, this force was insufficient.

"Damn it! I'm starting to miss that kid Apophis Breo." Of course, Roland wouldn't admit that he actually missed Apophis Breo's few hundred men.

"I can provide 4000 elven rangers and spearmen!" Thranduil said through gritted teeth. It wasn't easy for the woodland elves to accumulate their resources. These two or four thousand men were the largest number of soldiers he could muster after taking care of his homeland. He estimated that the woodland elves hadn't been this generous since the Battle of the Dark Portal!

"The dwarves can muster a coalition of 5000 men!" Thorin and Dain exclaimed after whispering for a while. However, judging from Dain's pained expression, this 5000-man army must have drained the resources of Irubor and the Iron Hills.

"The Valley State has sent 500 soldiers!" Bard has been busy these days, recruiting a large number of idle humans from the North, and even "luring" back many bankrupt humans from the South who were struggling to make a living. It is not surprising that he was able to gather 500 armored soldiers.

"The Kingdom of Akvia can also muster 500 men, but we can only defend the south!" White Wing told the kings in advance. After all, their resources were limited, and they could only worry about the front while neglecting the rear. As for whether they would be attacked from behind by the undead, that depended on how well the dwarf army in the direction of Lonely Mountain performed!
"I can only take care of the north as well..." Bard belatedly realized that he seemed to be in the same boat as White Wing, only able to take care of one thing at a time.

"I'll go myself!" Verway said shrewdly. If the grassland elves kept fighting, they would really be wiped out. Verway was planning to go to the grasslands this summer to look for scattered grassland elf tribes.

“It seems the South still has to be left to you…” Thranduil looked at Roland and nodded.

At this moment, Bard and his men calmed down. The Northern Alliance army numbered nearly ten thousand! This unprecedented sense of security made the brows of the northern kings relax. Even the undead army would have to leave behind their soul fire to pass this hurdle! Moreover, the professional coverage rate of this army was over ninety percent!
"Sigh... Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, the orcs won't be able to get past Lulong Fortress!" Roland said with a wry smile. Although the orcs could bypass Lulong, he guessed they wouldn't dare to do so. After all, with a well-defended war fortress right behind them, who would dare to act recklessly? Let's ask Sauron if he dares to advance without clearing out a single war fortress.
"I'll do my best..." Bai Yi opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. After all, he had few soldiers and generals, and the Kingdom of Akvia was also teetering on the brink of collapse. He only hoped to be able to defend the capital!
"Don't worry, the orcs' attention is all on me!" Roland smiled bitterly. As the focus of the last great war, Lulong Fortress had once again become a meat grinder for the orcs! And the Kingdom of Lagrang, which was regarded as a thorn in their side, was definitely the first target!
"...I'm sorry, I can't help you, King Roland!" Originally, Bai Yi wanted to help Roland, but after thinking it over, he realized that he didn't seem to have anything to do to help Roland, and he himself was probably in a precarious situation.

"It's alright, I'll be thankful if you don't need to lend me your air knight to put out the fire!" Roland covered his face and laughed. Help him? It would be a miracle if the men of the Kingdom of Akvia didn't have to lend him a hand!
"I'll try my best..." Bai Yi blushed. He was afraid that if they really needed to borrow troops... the Kingdom of Lagrang, just across the river, would be a much better match! A sky knight could reach them with a few flaps of his wings!

"It's alright... It's not shameful to call for reinforcements if you can't win!" Roland patted Bai Yi's shoulder to comfort him after seeing his predicament. After all, who can compare to Sauron when it comes to calling for reinforcements? Orcs, charioteers, Ringwraiths, and all sorts of other people have been brought out by him. Now his business has been upgraded, and he doesn't even bother with the dead anymore. With a wave of his hand, he can bring back the dead, and these pale skeletons have appeared.

"Since it's settled, let's all prepare for war!" Roland took a deep breath. He knew that from this moment on, the entire Northern Territory was in turmoil! Afterwards, the kings left the scene, and those who were far away had already rushed back to prepare for war.

"Do you think we can win?" Thorin asked in a low voice after finding Roland, who was still looking at the stars on the terrace, and taking a sip of his wine.

“Of course! Isn’t that how we got here?” Roland retorted, then picked up his wine glass and said to him. Back then, a group of dwarves faced far greater difficulties in their expedition to Erebor than they have now, and they still managed to reclaim it; imagine how much larger the allied forces are now.

"They're all gone?" Roland asked Thorin, gazing at the dim candlelight in the banquet hall.

"Well, they're all going back to prepare for war. Aren't you planning to go back now?" Thorin asked in a low voice, looking at Roland who remained unmoved.

"It's alright, Caslo has already gone ahead. Soon my army will head south to Lulong Fortress. The north is up to you!" Roland forced a smile, walked over, and patted Sorin's arm.

"Hahaha! My friend! You're back alive!" Thorin raised his glass to Roland and downed it in one gulp! "You're back alive!" Roland laughed and raised his glass to clink with his.

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"Uncle, they've all left," Qili said as he directed the servants to tidy up the banquet venue.

"Yes, order all soldiers to get a good night's rest! From now on, no more drinking, go to bed early, and we'll start assembling the army tomorrow afternoon!" Thorin stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

"Alright! But when will King Dain's army arrive?" Qi Li scratched his head.

"Don't worry, silly boy! My brother is always on time! Always on time!" Thorin chuckled and patted Kiri's face.

"You two brothers stay here this time! The Turin bloodline cannot end here!" Thorin waved to Kili and left to rest.

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"You're back? How did it go?" Yunfeng hadn't slept either, but was quietly waiting for Roland's return by the lamplight.

"Have something to eat, we've been waiting for you all day!" Nyx lovingly served Roland a plate of sandwiches that had been heated up countless times.

"I love you!" Roland patted Nyx's head; he was indeed a bit hungry from traveling at night.

"What are your plans?" Omske asked, arms crossed.

"If you don't mind, my old bones can still shine for you one more time, Your Majesty!" Old Man Adile called out this long-unheard title.

“Your Majesty…what an ancient title…” Roland sighed nostalgically.

"This is not the time to discuss this..." Seeing that everyone was about to drift back to the Empire if they continued talking, Yun Feng quickly spoke up to bring everyone back to their senses.

(End of this chapter)