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

Chapter 932: Bring money into the group!

"I'm going to eat!" Al Tigrand Franz found a place to sit down with a normal expression and quietly sipped the porridge in the bowl.

"That's for common people. Your Excellency the Marquis, you should eat these..." Oakrian Norman hurriedly served a plate of white bread and a bowl of steaming dried meat soup.

"...You guys eat, I'll just have some porridge." Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz took a deep look at the food in front of him, then turned to look at the soldiers who were wolfing down their food, and finally fell silent.

"Al..." Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo shouted.

"It's okay, just eat. The people need the protection of the soldiers!" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz shook his head, then held his porridge, opened the tent and left.

"..."Okrien Liukin looked at Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo and signaled with his eyes whether he should get it back for him, but Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo quickly shook his head at him.

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"Ah..." Marquis Al Tigrand Franz let out a long sigh as he smelled the aroma of meat wafting from the military camp. He had no right or reason to blame Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo. After all, even a fool knew that people would not die of hunger in this chaotic wilderness, but if they lost the protection of the soldiers, these people would really be torn to pieces!

In troubled times, severe punishments are needed, and the treatment of the army also needs to be guaranteed. Although Marquis Al-Tigerand Franz is not proficient in military affairs, he understands economics and human nature. He stood blankly in the snow, looking at the people who greedily licked every bit of nutrition, and suddenly his heart ached.

"It's snowing..." Suddenly, Marquis Al. Tigrand Franz's face froze. He stood there in a daze and slowly raised his head. His spiritual power had long sensed the snowflakes that had not yet fallen. Although it was already spring, for the northern wasteland, where the ice and snow only melted in summer, there was not much difference between spring and winter...

"Dragon God...what should we do with them?" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz grabbed a passing soldier and pointed at the civilians huddled together and asked.

"They...just wish them good luck. May the Dragon God bless them!" The soldier was stunned for a moment and then touched his chest and saluted helplessly.

"This is murder!" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz paused for a moment, then rushed towards the tent of Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo in anger.

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"It's snowing! And the people are just huddling in the wind and snow, shivering? They don't even have a few tents! Do you know that this can freeze people to death?" Marquis Al Tigrand Franz questioned Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo.

"In fact, I can't do anything. To be honest, there are not enough tents for the soldiers! Look, my tent is full of soldiers..." Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo gave up his position to Marquis Al-Tigeran Franz to take a look. Sure enough, there were a lot of soldiers sitting and lying in the tent. "Because we need to keep the horses warm, many tents have been divided by the horses, and the soldiers can only squeeze together. Even so, most soldiers still need to sleep in the snow. Fortunately, we rotate to ensure that every soldier can rest in the tent for a while!" Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo sighed.

In fact, the tents were not warm at the moment because the stoves were not lit. In the snowy wilderness, fuel was a precious resource. Among all the tents, only the tent of Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo had a small stove because it was needed for lighting. The temperature provided by the stove was very limited, but it was enough to satisfy the soldiers. Fire and light meant hope to humans...

"..." Marquis Al Tigrand Franz stopped in front of the tent with the curtain lowered for a while and then turned and left silently. It was not that Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo was impolite, but the curtain was lowered to preserve the little heat and prevent the wind from blowing in.

Al Tigrand Franz walked in the snow. Hunger did not make him lose his mind. Instead, his mind became clearer amid the sound of his stomach churning. Finally, he suddenly stopped and sighed, as if he had made up his mind.

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"Where do these tents come from?" When Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo opened the door curtain in the morning and looked at the endless khaki military tents and the rich wheat aroma in the air, he suddenly felt his brain freeze. Moreover, this wheat aroma was definitely not something that could be emitted by porridge!

"This was issued by Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz! He said it was a royal gift!" A soldier who helped last night said to Grand Master Oakrian Yasuo.

"???" Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo looked at the soldiers in confusion and then began to look for the figure of Marquis Al Tegrand Franz. Soon, Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo found Marquis Al Tegrand Franz who looked like a beggar. He was the only one wearing silk noble clothes like a beggar's clothes. The tattered silk showed the last stubbornness of Marquis Al Tegrand Franz as a noble!

"Hello, Your Highness, would you like a bowl of oatmeal?" Al Tigrand Franz used a wooden spoon to scoop a large spoonful of thick oatmeal and shared it with the grateful civilians. The sharp-eyed Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo discovered that there were also some minced meat in it.

"This is..." Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo pointed around helplessly, then pointed at the iron pot in front of Marquis Al Tigrand Franz. Does that mean that life is over?

"Don't worry, Your Highness. These are the supplies for the Fourteenth Legion of the Empire! As the logistics manager of the Eastern Frontier Defense, their supplies should be under my control..." Marquis Al Tigrand Franz pressed his hand to signal Grand Master Okrian Yasuo to rest assured, as these things were all funded by him.

"Then..." Archbishop Okrien Yasuo was about to ask why you didn't take it out earlier, so that everyone wouldn't have to eat porridge all day.

"First of all, I must make it clear in advance! These supplies belong to the royal family! These are gifts from His Majesty the Emperor to his people! As the deputy and logistics director of the Governor of the East, I have the right to distribute these supplies on behalf of His Majesty! I only give these out to represent the royal family's relief to the civilians. His Majesty would not want the people to be hungry and naked!" Marquis Al-Tigeran Franz looked at Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo seriously, with no concealment of pride in his eyes! As the royal henchmen, the Franz family has always done a good job!

"Then... thank you for your gift, Your Majesty!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo knelt down on one knee and touched his chest in salute without much hesitation.

"Stand up, Grand Duke Yasuo! His Majesty must hope that you can take them out alive!" Marquis Al Tigrand Franz nodded calmly and accepted the kneeling of Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo. He accepted this salute on behalf of the royal family!

"Then can you tell me how long the current supplies can sustain us!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo was now completely shocked by the surprise. He originally thought that the rescued Marquis Al Tigrand Franz was just a noble addition, but he didn't expect that the supplies of the 14th Legion were carried by this gentleman! Now it has become a case of bringing money into the group! That's right! The Imperial Quartermaster will carry supplies with him! According to the favor of the Franz family, it is not a problem to run around with the supplies of a legion!