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

Chapter 855 Dragon Rider Contract

"Roar!" The purple chain carrying Fenglin Shulan was flying steadily in the sky. It was not that it could not fly fast, but Fenglin Shulan could not accept it. After all, the training Fenglin Shulan received was not enough for her to ride a dragon now. Without signing the dragon rider contract, the dragon could not connect with the knight's dragon power to form a wind-breaking barrier to protect the knight from the impact of turbulent airflow.

"Dragon! It's Ragran's dragon!" Arthur, like other soldiers, raised his head and looked up at the dragon rider flying in the sky. The height of just a few hundred meters was so far away for them. The sky and the earth separated their world like a natural moat. These Gondorians could only stand still and look at the flying dragon with envy.

  "When will we have our own dragons?" a Gondorian militiaman asked with longing. Upon hearing this, Arthur's face darkened a little. After all, Gondor couldn't even touch dragon scales! They couldn't even find dragons. The only wyvern in the kingdom was extremely slippery. This made Denethor II, who was ambitious and ready to advise his grandfather and father to form the Dragon Knights, feel like a frost-bitten eggplant. (Dragon Knights, he really dared to think...)

In the end, Denethor II had no choice but to prepare to arm a group of dragon knights, but he did not have the time to gather all those dragons, so the plan was temporarily shelved.

"It will happen!" Arthur clenched his fists and said firmly.

"Stand still! You rubbish!" The voices of the Romanian Knights interrupted Assef's thoughts. He looked up and saw a group of Lagrande knights on horseback whipping the fleeing militia with whips in their hands. Assef couldn't help blushing. As a soldier, he knew what that behavior meant. To be frank, even the war squadrons in Gondor had already gone up...

"Sir Arthur, I hope you can take good care of your soldiers! After all, they belong to Gondor, and we are just training them! I don't want the camp to explode again next time, no matter what the reason!" The leading knight came over with a dark face. He looked at Arthur and scolded him without any politeness. Just now, these militiamen who were like headless flies almost crashed into the palace! Fortunately, after facing the warning shot of the Royal Crossbow Guards, these obviously frightened militiamen finally regained some reason, otherwise the Royal Guards would let them see what real cruelty is!

"Of course I'm sorry. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble!" Arthur apologized awkwardly, and his foot almost knocked out a fortress.

"Take care of yourself!" The knight didn't say anything else and just turned around and left the soldiers who were brought back.

"You...ah!" Arthur raised his hand and then put it down dejectedly. After all, these were just farmers who had just laid down their weapons. They did not have the qualities of soldiers at all, and Arthur could not blame them.

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"The camp exploded?" Roland stared at the Gondorian military camp with interest on the city wall and said with a smile.

"Yes, the sudden appearance of the dragon scared them!" Darion Nightblade smiled and shook his head.

"Did you see anything?" Roland smiled.

"What?" Darien Nightblade asked in confusion.

"These people are real farmers. Their subconscious actions don't even show any trace of militia! And those professionals are alert and hidden in formation. Do you have anything to say?" Roland smiled.

"What?" Darion Nightblade asked in confusion.

"This shows that Gondor has really been at peace for a long time! You should understand their war mobilization! They recruited a large number of militiamen from the farmers to assist the soldiers in fighting, but look at their current militiamen... do they look like they have been trained?" Roland shrugged, the meaning of which was self-evident.

  "...Indeed, their militiamen do not look like they have been trained..." Darion Nightblade also frowned. This was not a good thing. It meant that Gondor's war mobilization capability had reached a freezing point! Even the militiamen were of this quality... "It seems that they have been at peace for too long!" Roland shook his head. This was exactly the situation that Denethor II faced back then, but Roland discovered it earlier. It was no wonder that Denethor II collapsed in despair in the end. Facing a country that even had difficulty mobilizing, what future could there be?

"Remind Denethor when you have the chance, don't let his own people kill him!" Roland said calmly. Denethor II, who had the ruling power over the vast Kingdom of Gondor, did not mobilize many soldiers during the War of the Ring. This was certainly due to the attack from Mordor, but it was also an indisputable fact that Gondor itself had a low mobilization capability!

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"How do you feel?" Fenglin Youlan rubbed Fenglin Shulan's face and said with a smile.

"Scared..." Fenglin Shulan's face turned pale and she shrank back in fear. She was so isolated and helpless on the dragon saddle that she felt like she was floating. If she hadn't subconsciously held on to the dragon reins tightly, she would have been blown away by the wind.

  "..." Zi Lian, who was sitting behind her, rolled his eyes speechlessly. What the hell are you afraid of? Since ancient times, no dragon rider has ever died from falling off a dragon, not even from falling off a dragon's back (except for being shot down)!

"Adapt well, you'll get used to it later!" Weiss also came over and told about her own experience. Only Fenglin Xilan stood aside and listened quietly to their bragging. After all, among these dragon knights, she was the most unworthy of the title. She had the title of a real dragon knight, but even her own brother did not dare to trust her actual combat power.

So Fenglin Xilan reserved her opinions and listened quietly, quietly acting as a beautiful vase.

"Did you get the contract text?" Kaslo looked at Fenglin Youlan and said seriously. Because of the changes in the McDougal family, the McDougal family's dragon rider contract text was not passed down in Fenglin Youlan's hands, so the only way to contract a dragon rider was to find other contract texts.

"No... If it doesn't work, then use your Majesty's!" Fenglin Youlan smiled bitterly. Although King Romanian did not have the Dragon Rider inheritance, the dragon that King Roland was riding in front of him was the famous Golden Holy Dragon! A Dragon Rider Contract was still within his grasp!

"Forget it, don't bother Your Majesty! Use mine!" Kaslo shook his head and held up a parchment sealed with dragon power.

"My contract is an imperial standard contract! Although the initial contract was with a flying dragon, the terms of the contract are the same, only the objects are different. I can use it after some modifications!" Kaslo explained.

"Okay! Let's take this one!" Fenglin Youlan did not refuse. After all, the dragon rider contracts of each family were derived from the imperial standard contract. Now taking out the imperial standard contract can be regarded as returning to basics. At least Roland would not have to be troubled.

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"What are they doing? Why are they so noisy?" Roland was lying on the battlement, throwing stones out of boredom. Everyone was busy except him and Darien Nightblade who was accompanying him, who had nothing to do.

He pointed to the large square in the palace, where a group of people and dragons, including Kaslo, gathered, and it looked very lively.

"How about we go and take a look, Your Majesty?" Darion Nightblade suggested.

"Forget it! I'm lazy! I can't move at all!" Roland refused decisively. Roland, who was so lazy that he didn't want to move at all. He just wanted to turn into a puddle of mud and lie there.