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

Chapter 776 I’m the Weightlifting King of Middle-earth!

"Ahem, open the package! Open the package!" Roland stretched out his hand and a bright golden light suddenly illuminated Roland's dog eyes.

"Dragon Knight! Level 6! Empire's Regular Legion! Big Ocean Horse... cough cough! Get rid of the last one!" Roland prayed sincerely as he looked at the card special effects that looked like opening a pack in a fallout shelter.

"Buzz!" As the golden light converged to the four sides of the card, the image inside was finally revealed!

  It was a handsome man holding a battle flag high, and behind him followed a group of generals in armor or nobles in robes. If it were just this, Roland would not be so shocked, but when he saw the big flag this man was carrying, Roland's pupils shrank!

"Oh my god, I'm the weightlifting king of Middle-earth!" Roland almost ejected directly.

The banner looked like a hand caressing the water! It was the original nobles of the empire, the defenders of the courtyard, the commanders of the twelve cities of the rapid flow, and the royal duke family - the Vladivostok family of the Hand of the Rapid Flow!

As the confidant family of the emperors of the empire, the staunch supporter and defender of the empire, the Vladivostok family once held most of the power of the entire imperial capital and the Twelve Cities of the Rapid River (including the twelve cities of the Rapid River such as the Rapid River City and Palembang), and was called the loyal dog of the royal family and the claws of the empire! The influence in the core area of ​​the empire is not inferior to that of the king of the feudal state. It can even be said that this family and the Baikal family of the Hand of the North together support the ruling system of the empire! With the royal family as the main body, the imperial fists composed of the Hand of the Rapid River and the Hand of the North as the branches, and the branches of other nobles, it constitutes the huge political system of the Lagran Empire.

"This system has good people. They even sent their money to me from the Middle-earth Weightlifting King's family! Do they think my political system is in chaos?" Roland couldn't help but hold his forehead and thought. After all, Roland had been able to get by for a few years by fleecing Yun Feng, and there were no problems because the kingdom's territory was not large. However, according to the current territory of the kingdom, if Yun Feng continued to do this, it would be estimated that in a few days, foxes everywhere would be howling, and notes would be dug out of the stomachs of fish.

  Roland said he could still trust the Vladivostok family. Even without the system, this family was still reassuring. Every family was inevitably corrupt, but for the Swift Hand family, who had sworn an oath to the late Emperor Lagrande, each of them was unparalleled in their loyalty to the empire. Otherwise, how did he get the title of Middle-earth Weightlifting King?

Half the empire on one shoulder! The Vladivostok family was devoted to the cause until their death. At least when the game empire collapsed, except for the Grand Duke of the North, this family was the last family to hold high the banner of restoring the empire and wait until the last copper coin was spent and the last male died in battle. What? Where is the other Baikal family that carried half the empire? This family was loyal and brave after the Great Wall of the North was broken!

From this perspective, the Imperial Fists are actually worthy of Emperor Lagrande I. As a noble family holding the original shares of the empire, no one can blame them for not doing well. At least they did fulfill their oath.

The Middle Earth still takes oaths very seriously, including the Nine Provinces. The only difference is that Sima Yi has not appeared in the Middle Earth yet, while Sima Yi of the Nine Provinces pointed at the Luo River and farted, and no one believed in the oath anymore. Fortunately, the protection of oaths in the Middle Earth is incomparable to that of the Nine Provinces. In addition to being abandoned by the gods, one will also be attacked by the world. The price of breaking an oath is still very high.

  For Roland, the arrival of the Hand of the Flow is enough for his territory now, including the land reclamation and development that everyone had no idea about before, the Hand of the Flow can arrange everything in an orderly manner! Thanks to the unjust Emperor Lagrande I, who used the Imperial Fists as cattle and horses like Yunfeng, the final result was that the royal family became a warmongerer... and the Imperial Fists became cattle and horses to patch up the empire, so the skill tree of the Imperial Fists is very healthy and perfect. The martial arts can follow the emperor to pacify the world, and the literary arts can dismount and cultivate mulberry fields. As the cattle and horses of the empire, the emperors of Lagrande have been authenticated by their real names!

(Yun Feng: I’m so thankful for the cattle and horses sent by the Hand of the Stream! Thank you, big brother, for helping me get rid of it!)

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"The time has come to serve the country!" The void was suddenly torn apart, and a middle-aged man wearing the dragon armor of the Grand Duke of the Empire walked out, with long dark golden hair fluttering in the cold wind.

"Chief! What's going on?" As more and more people came out behind him, everyone couldn't help but ask.

"We have slept for too long, and now... the empire is calling us!" The man took out an exquisitely shaped crystal ball, murmured as he looked at the magnificent light inside.

"Chief! I think you should know that we can never go back after we come out this time!" said a knight in heavy armor in a muffled voice.

"It's okay, let's... go home!" The man suddenly said with tears in his eyes. The crystal in his hand suddenly shattered, and suddenly a bright light enveloped everyone.

  December 2949, 12 of the Third Era, 7 years into the Empire's Restoration! The Vladivostok family of the Hand of the Flood has returned!

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"Boom!" A pillar of light reaching the sky appeared outside the city of Lagrande. The huge noise made people in the entire city react.

  Roland, who was about to draw the second round, was almost scared to death. His original mood to draw the lottery was gone. "Guards! Guards! Alert! Where the hell are all the people?" Roland shouted in fear, not knowing that the royal guards below were looking gloomy at the moment. Just now, they clearly told no one to come up and disturb him, and now they complained that there was no one around? How despicable!

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"This damn forbidden spell is coming at us?" Omsk's eyes turned green. The forbidden spell almost hit everyone's head.

"Buzz~" A light curtain of light from a pale golden shield rose up. It was obvious that Adolf Heinrich had urgently activated the city shield. The beam of light just now also scared him.

"What's going on?" Adolf Heinrich popped out.

"How should I know?" Omsk looked shocked.

"It seems like a group of people came out?" Vanerwei squinted his eyes and looked at the place where the light beam fell in the distance.

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"Cough! Cough! Damn it! Dragon God! Where is this place?" Someone kept coughing and cursing.

"This is the site of the teleportation array that once existed in the center of Lagran City!" The middle-aged patriarch shook his head. There was no trace of the former empire here anymore. They were teleported here because the coordinates of the teleportation crystal were set here.

"Chief, have we really come to the right place? Could we have made a mistake?" asked the young tribesman.

"How is it possible? I clearly felt the message from the teleportation crystal! Laglang City has been activated..." the patriarch chattered.

"Look..." At this time his wife grabbed him and pulled his sleeves a few times.

"What... is this the imperial city? What's going on? The inner city is here? Where's the outer city? Where's the entire imperial capital?" The patriarch of the Hand of Rapids' brain was completely confused. Anyone who looked up and saw that it was the imperial city would be surprised, and then followed by endless fear. Where did my fucking big city of Lagrande go?

"There's someone up there! Chief!" someone screamed.

"I'm not blind! They even activated the city's shield. It seems that the noise of the teleportation just now scared them!" The patriarch of the Hand of Swiftness sighed.

"Let's go and take a look!" He shook his head and said to his tribesmen.

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