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

Chapter 853 Irony

"Your Majesty, the Gondorian troops have arrived!" While Roland was still thinking about how to face Aragorn, Adolf Heinrich came over and whispered to Roland.

"Gondor? What are they here for? Trade? If they want to trade, they can go to Rul in Riverstorm! Are they looking for me to make goods for them or something?" Roland shrugged his nose and asked in confusion.

"You are such a forgetful person..." Adolf Heinrich smiled awkwardly.

"Denethor..." Adolf Heinrich reminded politely but awkwardly.

"...It's bad, he forgot it!" Even though Roland was an extremely thick-skinned man, his face turned red. After all, almost a year had passed, and the move he had made at the beginning had long been forgotten by Roland.

"How many people are here?" Roland quickly calmed down and asked calmly.

"3000 people!" Adolf Heinrich reported a number.

  "Wow! That's a lot of people! How's the quality?" Roland leaned back in the chair and said in a relaxed manner. Although he was a little surprised, 3000 people was not too much considering the status and family background of Denethor II!

"The quality is okay. At least they are all strong young men! The only group with military training is a squad of 300 soldiers!" said Adolf Heinrich.

"Wow! Does that mean that Denethor II has also brought an army of professionals?" Roland's eyes widened. This was too much of a waste! You have to know that the coverage rate of human professionals in Middle-earth itself is not high. Not everyone is a cheater like Roland. It is indeed not easy for a human lord to gather an army of professionals.

"It seems that he intends to let these professionals serve as officers and squad leaders?" Roland then reacted. Three thousand people are exactly three hundred squads. Three hundred soldiers with other ordinary soldiers can indeed maximize the combat effectiveness. After all, whether the officers on the front line are professionals or ordinary people still has a great impact!

Professional officers can basically survive before all the soldiers are killed, which plays an extremely important role in maintaining the stability of the lineup and morale. After all, you can't expect those young and strong men who have just put down their farm tools to have high fighting morale.

"It should be like this..." Adolf Heinrich nodded. They didn't understand Gondor but they understood themselves. The Lagran Empire didn't dare to pull the newly formed Torrent Infantry to the border to launch a war of exploration (except for the Patriotic War). A battle with huge casualties was enough to break the willpower of every new soldier. Therefore, a strong team of veterans leading a team of new soldiers was the right way. A tenacious team of officers was the soul of a tenacious army!

  "Then let Fenglin Youlan train these teams! Guards, summon His Excellency Fenglin Youlan!" Roland thought about it and realized that he didn't have any high-level warrior professionals, so he just let Fenglin Youlan do it! Anyway, he wasn't a normal dragon rider, so he could teach ordinary soldiers easily!

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  "What? Are you really going to let me train the soldiers? Wouldn't that little prince of Gondor be ruined by this?" Fenglin Youlan was shocked. He thought it was a joke when this was mentioned before, but now they really want me, a dragon knight, to lead the infantry? Aren't they afraid that I will be led into trouble by them?

"What's the problem with a group of men who just put down their hoes and a few hundred low-level warriors? You are the commander of the imperial dragon cavalry, you can't even lead 3,000 soldiers, right?" Roland looked at Fenglin Youlan with a look of doubt on the ability of the McDougal family. "Bang!" Fenglin Youlan understood what Roland meant and immediately stood up and slammed the table.

"Who said that? You can't question my ability, just like you can't question my character!" Fenglin Youlan exploded instantly.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!" Roland spread out his hands and said calmly.

"... Is it okay if they fail in training?" Looking at the calm Roland, Fenglin Youlan felt a little guilty for a moment. After all, if these were the kingdom's own soldiers, it would be fine. If they failed in training, others would just laugh at them and ask them to train again. But the problem was that this was training for Gondor, and it would be embarrassing to be announced abroad!

  "How useless can they be? Troops that have not experienced war are useless! All you have to do is make them look bright and beautiful on the surface. Whether they are elite or not is up to Denethor to test in the war!" Roland said indifferently. No one would be so stupid as to think that they can form a strong army without going through the baptism of war, right? Being able to obey orders is already the highest level of the new army!

"Okay! I understand!" Fenglin Youlan did not refuse this time. After knowing the bottom line, he relaxed instead.

"By the way, is there still no news about Aragorn?" Roland turned his head to look at Adolf Heinrich. After all, Aragorn and Raglan were not far from each other. There were not only people from the Beorn clan but also Dunedain wanderers in the upper reaches of the Anduin. Aragorn was active in this area. According to the historical trajectory, he should have arrived in Rhovanion. It was just unknown when Aragorn and Legolas got together. According to the movie, Legolas went to find Aragorn under the guidance of Thranduil after the Battle of Lonely Mountain, while in the original book, they should have met when Aragorn entered the Rhovanion region.

  Although this incident has no impact or change on the overall situation, it does not prevent Roland from watching the show. After all, this time, Denethor II has been strengthened by himself in an epic way. There is no reason for him to become a clown like in the original book, right? Despair destroyed confidence? Come on! Look at you, my friend. Behind you are the dragon riders of Raglan who cover the sky and the sun! It is the knights of Raglan who have conquered mountains and rivers! What is isolated and helpless? What is the disparity between us and the enemy? None of them exist!

"No... Is there anything special about this person?" Adolf Heinrich shook his head and looked at Roland in confusion. Didn't he understand who this person was? Why did Roland care so much about this person?

"Nothing." Roland shook his head. He couldn't tell Adolf Heinrich that he would be the legitimate heir to the throne of Gondor in the future. He wasn't a prophet. How could he predict the future?

"But keep a close eye on him, he will have a great impact on the future development of our kingdom!" Roland said. For Raglan, Aragorn's rise to power was not a good thing, so Roland, the dragon-slaying boy, finally became what he hated the most. If he really affected the development of Raglan's kingdom, Roland didn't mind helping Sauron get rid of him first. After all, Gondor was doing well under the rule of Denethor II! Gondor would not collapse without Aragorn, and Denethor II could completely replace Aragorn and lead Gondor to block the front of Mordor.

"Okay!" Seeing Roland's serious expression, Adolf Heinrich also took this matter to heart. After all, past experience has proved that the things Roland cares about are not trivial matters! Adolf Heinrich never doubted Roland's strategic vision, although the king's clumsiness in some tactical aspects was really embarrassing...

"Don't put too much energy into it. If he comes, just keep an eye on him. There's no need to look for him all over the world. We don't have that much energy and it's not necessary!" Roland comforted him. The main reason he paid attention to Aragon was that Roland was afraid that his arrival would cause a butterfly effect and allow Aragon to mess around in his own kingdom.

"Alas... I have ended up becoming the person I hate the most!" Roland looked at the white clouds outside the window and smiled sarcastically.

I'm so busy... I'm convinced! All bosses, please give me a reward