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

Chapter 632 The Grassland Elf's New Home

"Pfft!" Countless vines surged wildly, making it difficult for the mammoth, which was charging like a mad bull, to move an inch. The dense vines wrapped around the mammoth tightly, and in no time, the Harads and the mammoth on it turned into dried corpses.

"Whoosh~" To Omske's astonishment, a massive, blazing meteorite flew straight toward the Ancient Tree of War.

"Huh? They've even used a forbidden spell?" Omske's eyelids twitched. Had he killed too many orcs and attracted attention? The high priest opposite him was already aiming a forbidden spell!

"Buzz!" Emerald green life force surged wildly from the surface of the War Tree, forming a shield purely constructed of life force to protect it. As the roots of the War Tree sank deep into the earth, the power of the earth was also being frantically drawn upon, and a layer of earthy yellow energy appeared on its surface.

"Boom..." The dazzling aftershocks of the forbidden spell swept across an area of ​​dozens of miles. Fortunately, there were basically no traces of the Lagrang army here. Apart from blowing away and tearing apart some orcs and Harads, it did not affect the Imperial army.

"Is this real?" After the smoke cleared, Omsk took a closer look, and good heavens! The War Tree was not only as solid as a rock, but also as immovable as a mountain! Not a single dead body was knocked down! Apart from the shield representing the power of the earth being broken, the life force shield on the War Tree's exterior had only dimmed a little.

"Is this strange?" Yunfeng appeared in front of Omske as the illusion dissipated and whispered.

"The War Tree is a new life form born from the evolution of the Ancient Tree of Life through the years and the flames of war. It is essentially an incredibly vast life force. The elven garrison on it is basically unkillable. It's a mobile fortress, and it didn't come for nothing!" Yun Feng smiled and shook his head. Historically, there were not many War Trees, and there were even fewer cases of War Trees participating in battles. Therefore, all that remains in the world are the legends of the War Tree.

However, what Yunfeng didn't tell Omske was that ancient war trees also come in different tiers. Clearly, the ancient tree in the Duchy of Lordaeron was already an abnormally enhanced version. The ancient war tree, which was over a hundred meters tall, was incomparable to these three ancient trees that were just over thirty meters tall. That ancient war tree could withstand a powerful forbidden spell without even flinching, but the kingdom's three ancient trees would be brought to their knees by a single forbidden spell.

Therefore, Yunfeng was very clear about the purpose of these ancient war trees. They were simply used to gather some elves and throw them up to serve as a makeshift fortress for clearing out weaker enemies in low-level games. However, they were not suitable for high-level battles, as they might be wiped out in one fell swoop if they encountered a powerful opponent like Tongtian Dai. After all, the magical land of Middle-earth was not lacking in geniuses who could kill anyone who showed up.

The matchmaking system in Middle-earth's Monster Room is quite unique. Both sides are always matched with some strange and unusual characters. So, if you want to rank up in Middle-earth's top matches, besides having enough skill, you also need to be good at hiding! Even a demigod like Sauron obediently hid in Dolgok for many years to level up and develop.

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"What do you plan to do with those ancient war trees, Your Highness?" Yunfeng asked Roland curiously, standing on the city wall and looking at the ancient war trees standing several miles away.

"We'll need them to retake Lagrange City. As for the others... they'll be fine as fortresses." Roland said with a slight pain in his throat. They could handle weak Orcs, but if it came to fighting the elite Orc army, Roland was genuinely worried that the War Trees would be worn down by the Orcs! The weak Orcs weren't the scary part; the scary part was the Ringwraiths and high-ranking professionals who commanded them! As slow-moving defensive towers, those high-ranking professionals could easily kite these War Trees to death.

"That's good. It seems you have your own ideas, so I won't say any more!" Yun Feng nodded. It seemed Roland wasn't so crazy as to go looking for trouble with the orcs by carrying the Ancient Tree of War.

"..." Roland's lips twitched. Although he could be unreliable at times, he wasn't about to court death! It was bad enough that they'd managed to trap an Angmar Witch-King in Gangbada Fortress, but Dolgodor now had Sauron backing it up. Roland was actually grateful that Sauron had just returned to Mordor during the last allied conquest of Dolgodor; otherwise, the humans, elves, and dwarves would all have been stuck there!

"So where do you plan to have them live now?" Yun Feng asked. "Them" naturally referred to the grassland elves, since living close to the ancient war tree meant they couldn't possibly live in the city. (Originally, the grassland elves were scattered between Swiftstream City and Tupte Territory.)
“There’s no rush to divide the territory among them. The title of Grand Duke of Lordaeron is, in the end, just an empty promise. The real benefit is the protection of the Ancient Trees of War. Valvey is after the Ancient Trees of War!” Roland pondered for a moment. Valvey’s silence indicated his tacit acceptance of the title of Grand Duke of Lordaeron. If there was anything the elves could covet in the Kingdom of Lagrang, it was undoubtedly these Ancient Trees of War. With the life energy of the Ancient Trees of War, these grassland elves would no longer be just wild elves! Valvey, of course, saw this and chose to remain silent!

"Hmm, but we still need to find a way to remove it!" Yun Feng tapped the table. He didn't know that the Ancient Tree of War was the system's creation, and its underlying logic was completely loyal to Roland. So naturally, he had to consider Roland's feelings. What if the elves used some kind of secret technique to kidnap the Ancient Tree of War in the middle of the night? That would be troublesome.

“Then let them settle on the edge of the Tupit Forest!” Roland shook his head and smiled. He knew that Yunfeng was thinking of him. Since elves and centaurs had a close relationship, he decided to do them a favor and leave them together. When the time came to fight, he could easily summon them to the king’s aid!
"Okay, that's fine. I'll go inform them..." Yun Feng nodded and said habitually, then slapped his forehead.

"Never mind, I'll go find him!" Roland also noticed Yunfeng's embarrassment. After all, it was more appropriate for Roland to speak on this matter. It would be somewhat disrespectful for Yunfeng, as a royal advisor, to speak these things to a Grand Duke.

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"King Roland... Your Highness!" Verway opened his mouth, somewhat unaccustomed to it. Although it seemed that he had pledged allegiance to Roland in a muddled way, it was actually the result of his own tacit approval. For the grassland elves at present, relying on the Kingdom of Lagrang was perhaps the best choice...

“It’s alright, no need for formalities. Yunfeng and I have discussed it and decided that you can settle down near the Tuput Forest for now. You can move there with the War Tree and your people at any time!” Roland said with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness!" This time, Verway's voice was much smoother and more sincere; he knew that the kingdom was truly considering the elves' well-being.

“It’s alright, you can ask Yunfeng for the materials and supplies. As long as it’s within a reasonable range, he can approve it for you!” Roland nodded.

“No need for that. The War Tree can build its own treehouses, and we can live inside them!” Vanville thought about his several hundred tribesmen and figured that they could live in a couple of wooden houses built under the tree. There was no need for such a big fuss.

“Alright, it’s all up to your needs. I won’t bother you anymore. Go and settle your people as soon as possible!” Roland patted Verway on the shoulder to comfort him.

Watching Roland's retreating figure, Vervier, gently stroking Manicati, leaned quietly against the ancient war tree, peacefully gazing at Roland's receding figure while inhaling the fresh scent of life.

"Thank you... Roland!"