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

People have to look forward eventually. Although he was extremely sad, life had to go on. Roland tried to hide his sadness with a smile and returned to Swiftstream City after thanking and seeing off the White Wing Queen who came to help him. As the loss reports were listed one by one, Roland could no longer smile.

Firstly, regarding troop strength, the heavy cavalry were all wiped out, and the Crossbow Knights were all wounded. After this battle, the centaurs probably never wanted to fight again. If it weren't for their comrades taking the fall for them, the centaur tribe would likely have been wiped out by now. However, what truly grieved Roland was the fact that nearly a thousand civilians in the city, who had been hastily armed, had died, and countless others were wounded…

Then there was the damage to buildings; dozens of houses were destroyed, resulting in many civilians being injured or killed, and parts of the city wall also needed repair...

Anyway, when Roland saw the statistical list that Nyx handed him, he clutched his chest in distress and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Roland, are you alright!" Nyx quickly supported the dizzy Roland, looking at him with concern, afraid that something might have happened to him.

"It's nothing, just a minor fatal wound!" Roland waved his hand and forced a smile.

“…” Nyx, something seems off.

In the end, Roland masked his sadness with a smile. Life had to go on, Swiftstream City needed to be rebuilt, and the people needed a wise and capable king to lead them to continue living, instead of watching a king with a mournful face.

"Let's bury our warriors first, and then we'll go see them off together!" Roland said gently, patting Nyx's head.

“Okay.” Nix, the chick pecking at the rice, was perfectly obedient.

……

"Sigh, that's all we can do!" Yun Feng shrugged helplessly at Roland. After all, the cavalrymen's bodies were badly mutilated, and the people collecting the bodies couldn't easily mend them. They could only put the pieces of the bodies into coffins and bury them hastily.

"The war is too busy, let's keep things simple..." Roland said sadly, as he thought of the Swift Infantrymen who were buried at Raven Ridge.

“Alright!” Yun Feng nodded. Now that the king had spoken, he could proceed with arranging for the fallen cavalrymen to be laid to rest.

Roland and Nyx, dressed in plain clothes, held a bouquet of white wildflowers picked by their servants and gently placed it in front of the cavalrymen's graves. Nyx held Roland's arm tightly, her eyes red-rimmed. Looking at the girl who seemed to want to meld Roland's arm into her own chest, Roland suddenly felt a pang of sadness. He couldn't imagine what his wife would do if something really happened to him.

……

"Promise me you won't put yourself in any dangerous place, okay?" After the funeral, Nyx held Roland's arm and looked at him with utmost seriousness.

It's no wonder Nyx said that. After all, being a king in Middle-earth has always been a high-risk profession. Compared to the aloof "carnivores" of Earth who only shout "Attack!", the kings and lords of Middle-earth preferred to be fully armed and yell at their underlings, "Let's get them!" (Ahem, the difference is obvious.) Therefore, the casualty rate among kings in Middle-earth's history has always been quite high. Compared to those bloodsuckers on Earth, the kings and lords of Middle-earth are more deserving of the saying, "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown." The saying "The emperor guards the gates, the monarch dies for the state" is no exaggeration when applied to Middle-earth.

"Okay, I promise you." Roland affectionately pinched Nyx's nose, and the anger and irritation in his eyes inexplicably disappeared.

……

After seeing Nyx off, Roland got busy again. He found Holin and his first words were, "Haven't I found my damned knights and that damned Omske yet?"

"..." Hollin opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.

"Forget it, don't make things difficult for them." Yun Feng rubbed his forehead and looked at Roland with a pained expression.

"With us fighting on all sides, how can the Griffin Knights possibly have time to look for them?" Yun Feng frowned. The Sky Knights spend all day either communicating with Lulong Fortress or keeping an eye on whether there are any unusual movements by the Orcs around Jiliu City. They wish they could split one Griffin Roland into four.

"..." Roland was truly at a loss. A group of people had simply vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of their lives or deaths.

"Let the griffin riders who are free to go look for it now," Roland said helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

“Caslo, why don’t you help look for him too!” Roland turned to Caslo, who seemed hesitant to speak. “Hmm? What do you want to say?” Roland looked at Caslo and noticed that he seemed to have something to say.

"Um... is Ajax still in the Dark Forest?" Caslow asked tentatively.

"..." Roland glanced at Caslo meaningfully, tsk tsk tsk, his little lover misses his little wife?
"Alright, go check on him with the Star Elves in the Dark Forest." Roland waved his hand. Anyway, all the orcs who invaded Swiftstream City except for Uvasa were left outside the city, so this year's autumn harvest must be a bumper one.

“This…” Yun Feng opened her mouth.

"Alright, go ahead!" Roland waved to Caslo, and only after watching Caslo fly away excitedly did Roland turn back to look at Yunfeng.

"What's wrong? What were you about to say?" Roland tilted his head.

"The battle for Lulong Fortress is still ongoing. Shouldn't Lord Caslo go down there...?" Yun Feng tilted his head and reminded him.

"Pfft!" Roland's vision went black instantly. Holy crap! He's doomed! He forgot about Lu Long!

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness is coughing up blood!" Marcus's anxious voice rang in my ears.

……

"No, is it really necessary? At worst, the griffin riders can just bring it back, why are you spitting blood?" Yun Feng looked at Roland lying on the bed with a gloomy expression, thinking to himself that this king is really petty.

"..." Roland rolled his eyes. Did I cough up blood because of this? I was just furious! Everything was fine until I suddenly remembered that there was still a fire on the border, and the smoke from the beacon towers was almost reaching the lord's castle!
(Roland: Ahem, after spending so much time outsmarting that Uvasa thing, I forgot I even have a place like Lulong Fortress back home.)
"What's the situation now? I'm talking about Lulong!" Roland countered.

“It’s still a tense situation. Some of the Orcs from Dordogne have bypassed the Star Elves and crossed the river. They’re almost meeting up! So I was thinking about whether to send Caslo to intercept them…” Yunfeng tapped his head in exasperation.

“It’s time to deal with this. Lu Long shouldn’t have any high-level combatants, right?” Roland asked after a moment of thought, narrowing his eyes.

"If you think Knight Commander Renault counts, then there's another one!" Yun Feng shrugged and told a lame joke.

"Ha! Damn it! Uvasa might join up with those two bastards there... three Ringwraiths!" Roland was a bit overwhelmed.

"Have the Gryphon Riders inform Caslo to go to Lulong Fortress after meeting Ajax! We can't be without top-tier combat power, otherwise the three Ringwraiths will definitely be prepared to take risks!" Roland knew the Ringwraiths' bastards all too well.

"Yes, as you wish! Please rest well, Your Highness!" Yun Feng nodded and left.

"Wait!" Roland called out.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Yunfeng turned around, puzzled.

"Please close the door and call Nyx to come keep me company, thank you!" Roland said.

“…Okay!” Yun Feng’s lips twitched slightly, but she still responded.

……

At this moment, a tense atmosphere began to spread outside the Lulong Fortress, as a large number of orcs appeared in the sight of the defenders...

Adding yesterday's.