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

Chapter 888 The sudden appearance of the undead!
While Roland was still worried about the two hot potatoes dying in his own home, the intelligence system of the Rapid City also sent back news...

"Hiss! Are these two eating?" Roland was so shocked that his teeth ached. Wasn't Aragorn traveling? Did he travel to a ditch? Why are they eating? Judging from the trajectory of the two people staying in the city of Rapids, are they planning to eat from the west end to the east end of the city?

"Um... then what about us..." Darion Nightblade said at a loss. After all, those two men were huddled in Stormwind like turtles and could not move. This made the secret guards under Darion Nightblade's command helpless. They couldn't just go down and pick up Aragorn and Legolas and throw them out themselves.

"Hiss! Wrong decision! These two are really strong!" Roland smacked his lips. He had thought of countless ways of meeting Aragorn. The only thing he had not expected was that the thing that would prevent him from meeting the only king of Gondor would be the delicacies of Riverwind.

"But to be honest, the food in Streamwind is really good! Although the food in Raglan has been taught by our military chef, the cooking skills are still hard to describe!" Darien Nightblade thought about what kind of pig food he had eaten before? Before Roland popularized cooking, the food on the table of the Raglan people was no different from that of ordinary Middle-earth people. They fried, roasted, stewed, boiled and deep-fried! There was no other way to add flavor except salt and spices, and the dishes they made were even harder to describe.

"It's better than eating roast meat with pepper, right?" Roland's eyelids fluttered, and he thought of the so-called banquet of the nobles here when he first saw them... a plate of snowflake salt and a plate of pepper, roast meat and bread dipped in it... Roland instantly recalled the weird eating methods of the Western nobles in the Middle Ages! Fortunately, Roland vaguely remembered some simple dishes, such as scrambled eggs and tiger skin tofu. As a result, the first time Roland practiced, his failed work almost caused a fight among the servants in the castle. The impact of the taste is unimaginable for modern people!
"Dragon God! I swear that anyone who eats like that in the future will be a heretic! I personally approve of the attack by the Templar Bishop Charles Pross!" Darien Nightblade chuckled. He couldn't help laughing when he thought of Charles Pross holding the holy book in one hand and the hammer in the other, shouting peace, stepping on brains, and shouting for the Dragon God to bless the world and then sending people to see the Dragon God.

"You seem to be a little extreme!" Roland's mouth twitched. What kind of deep hatred would cause them to send out charlatans? Fortunately, the madman from the Temple Tribunal was not here! Otherwise, under the leadership of Charlie Pross, these people would really be able to attack the Black Gate with high morale!

"Is there?" Darion Nightblade scratched his chin.

"Forget it, forget about these two. Just have someone keep an eye on them and don't let them die in front of my door, or it will be bad luck!" Roland said disdainfully. He has already changed the course of history. It would be fun if Aragorn was "optimized" before the War of the Ring! History is not colorful, but at least it is completely unrecognizable! So Roland's goal is very clear, just don't let Raglan die! And according to historical inertia, it is difficult for them to get into trouble in other places. After all, Aragorn and Legolas are members of the protagonist group, and the world's will should not let them stay here!

What? You said there is danger in the territory of the great King Roland? It turns out that Roland only controls a narrow strip of land along the north bank of the Rapid River! Other areas are not safe! You said it was a bit exaggerated to find a dragon on this plain, but Roland is not surprised at all to see some flying dragons and earth dragons! Otherwise, where do you think the kingdom's troops are involved? Please! The enemy is facing the east! The enemy is not only the omnipresent orcs, but also the annoying monsters and other strange things!

"Oh right! Didn't they say that the Undead appeared on the Flowing Road? Let's go take a look! Don't let the Flowing Road become the Undead Road!" Roland said with a gloomy face. After all, the Undead were really unpleasant. In addition, there were no Undead Mages in the kingdom. These uncontrollable things were unstable factors for Roland. As a human, he pitied these restless souls! As a king, he was responsible for everything in the kingdom!
"Well, Pingnan City has already started the investigation! Lord Lance has moved his seat to Pingnan City!" Darien Nightblade said respectfully.

"Pingnan City?" Roland knocked on the bricks of the city wall a few times and suddenly realized. "Shouldn't he be in Beidu Fort? How did he go to Pingnan City? Neither Nyx nor I have ever issued such a transfer order!" Roland was surprised.

After all, when the Jiliu Avenue was being built, Beidu Fort, as an important ferry city among the twelve cities of Jiliu, needed loyal confidants to guard it. Although Lance was the supervisor of this area, his jurisdiction was always included in Beidu Fort!

"Um... because the governor of Pingnan City died in the battle..." Darien Nightblade said awkwardly. The governor (city lord) of Pingnan City was a member of the Vladivostok family of the Hand of the Flow. Don't say it's nepotism! The Duke of Joltya has shares in the empire in every sense! Is it illegal for you to hire two relatives for your company? And the half-crippled Hand of the Flow is still the Hand of the Flow! He just died, not that his loyalty and ability have deteriorated!

"Puff!" Roland, who had mastered the art of qi cultivation, thought that his endurance was top-notch, but he did not expect that Darian Nightblade's words would break his defense. He thought he would remain calm, but now he had no "polish" at all!

"No? The city governor is dead? Who killed him? Where did it happen? Where is the murderer?" At this moment, Roland, like a philosopher, asked a question that makes humans pursue - who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going!

"Well, it was done by the undead. Pingnan City is a small city after all... Strictly speaking, it's more appropriate to call it a town. There are not many troops stationed inside. After the undead broke out, the defenders resisted. Although they repelled the undead, the death energy corroded many people... The priest did not rescue all of them..." Darien Nightblade was a little sad. Because it was located in the inner area, there were basically not many professionals in the city in the middle. Most of them were the torrent infantry as the main force of the garrison, mixed with a small number of professionals to hold the line. As a result, the inexplicable appearance of the undead caused heavy losses to this town.

"Check it out! The undead can't appear without reason! Those guys are either guided, or we are just lucky enough to encounter a naturally formed giant dumpling!" Roland narrowed his eyes. Since the city's garrison could repel them, it was conceivable that the abilities of these undead were not that strong, otherwise they would have left Roland a dead city long ago!
"And why didn't I see any report on this incident?" Roland clearly remembered that this thing had never appeared in any government or military reports!
"Queen Nyx took over the matter! She sent some knights and dragon riders to deal with it. In order to reduce the workload, this kind of government affairs that have been decided should not be repeated!" Darien Nightblade explained why there were no such documents on Roland's desk.

"Okay, be careful and ask the secret guards to cooperate as much as possible! Now that Nyx has taken action, there is no need for me to intervene!" Roland said happily.

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