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

Chapter 936: River Crossing Crisis

When the surname Lagrande appeared, everyone knew that the empire's legacy was still there! The blood of the Emperor was still flowing in the world!

"Mr. Marquis, look forward! The situation may not be as bad as you think!" Kaslo smiled at the few people. Kaslo could probably guess the change in Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz's attitude. After all, the Franz family was loyal to the royal family, or to be more precise, to the Lagrande family name! As a royal branch, Roland was not something that was difficult to accept in the eyes of Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz.

After all, although the Franz family was not born in Roland, they spent their entire lives to build the road to Rome! The royal family is the foundation of their livelihood! Unlike those nobles with real titles or real power, the hereditary court marquis has a loud name, but his ability to resist risks is not as good as that of a powerful baron! If it is a border baron, it is even more incomparable! As a powerful border baron, the Morand family is not favored by the emperor, but it still does not affect their strong military deterrence! The Franz family is destined to die out after leaving the royal family... This is also the reason for the change in attitude of Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz. After all, there is no one in the Lagrande family who doesn't like the Franz family!

"I think you have convinced me!" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz smiled kindly at Caslo, and at this moment he had already begun to secretly figure out how to get some useful information.

"Your Highness, if you have no objection, you can lead the team to set off! If you are lucky, you can reach the Red River in about seven sunsets!" Kaslo calculated and said to Archduke Okrian Yasuo. Although they could choose to take a detour through the plains between Lonely Mountain and Iron Hill, it would take a long detour! A team with nearly 70,000 civilians could not withstand such a toss!

"Okay, let's set off now!" Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a person who was greedy for power. As one of the grand dukes of the empire, he had already established his own country and experienced the feeling of being a king. He really had no desire for the throne. Now that there was a king in charge of the situation, Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo felt a lot more at ease. At least there was a country willing to cover for him. This feeling of not having to think too much was simply great!

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"...That's all, Your Majesty!" Weiss saluted Roland somewhat stiffly.

"Why is it like this? If Kaslo didn't know, he would think I was being harsh on you! Raise your head, stand up straight, and get closer!" Roland's mouth curled up a smile. Although as a time traveler, he had no place to practice the political strategy course, but did he read the five thousand years of struggle history in vain? Roland still attached great importance to maintaining the relationship between important officials and his confidants. Although Roland knew that the system made these people loyal to him, after all, living people are not machines, and the relationship that should be maintained still needs to be maintained with all his heart! Don't look at Yun Feng's stubborn mouth complaining that Roland treated him like a cow and a horse all day long, in fact, he is happy in his heart! The king is close to and relies on him, and he is also grateful for letting him govern a place. Calling Roland a beast is actually just a way to satisfy his desire. After all, as the prime minister of the kingdom and the duke of the court, he can't dig his own grave, right?

"Haha, you just look a lot more majestic..." Weiss thought for a moment and finally described it this way.

"Majestic? Haha!" Roland smiled. He was a bit of a king! When he first came to Middle-earth and established the city of Rapids, he looked like a prince wearing a dragon robe. Although Roland is still not a mature politician, he has an advantage that other nobles don't have - professional matters are left to professionals!

"Go down and have a rest. You should be busy these few days. Keep track of their location information at any time! We will pick them up!" Roland nodded to Weiss.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but the ice has melted. It is difficult for 70,000 people to cross the Red River for the kingdom today!" Duke Jolstea, who had been listening quietly, stood up and said solemnly before Weiss's figure disappeared.

The Swift Hand family has been cultivating the Swift River for thousands of years! They know this river too well! It is easy to cross the river in winter and summer! But it is the most difficult to cross the river in spring and autumn! In this time when the ice and snow have not yet melted, the ice flood is more terrible than war magic! No matter how strong the human power is, it still has to bow down to the power of nature! Even if you are a peak professional of the sixth level!

"I know, so you guys need to figure out a solution!" Roland threw the bag over. If the king has to worry about everything, then what's the point of keeping a bunch of you?

"It may be too late to mobilize manpower to build wooden boats now..." Adolf Heinrich looked at Fenglin Youlan with twitching eyelids, fearing that the last dragon rider of the empire would say something without thinking. Fortunately, he stopped him from saying it. "That's right, but we may be able to use other methods!" Duke Joltea shook his head. If Roland really didn't care about the number of casualties and risked his life to force the people to cross, there would be a way. Simple wooden boats connected by ropes could at least ensure that most of the population landed safely. However, after understanding Roland, Duke Joltea was sure that King Roland would definitely not give such an order. After all, Roland had not yet shouted madly: Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire! Life is the currency of the emperor! Such abstract words...

People-oriented is the first impression Roland gave to Duke Joltea. As the strongest partner of the Hand of the Rapids and the Emperor, catering to their needs is a traditional skill of the Imperial Fists! With the qualifications and abilities of the Imperial Fists, they naturally don't need to learn from the Franz family to kneel down and lick the royal family and crawl to Rome. Where they are - is Rome!

"Let's just freeze some of the river with magic... It's simple and easy!" After thinking for a long time, Duke Joltea finally said this. It's not that the Hand of the Stream is petty, nor is it that Duke Joltea is mediocre and incompetent, but it's a pity that the Roland Dynasty's financial resources don't allow Duke Joltea to show off his skills. He also wants to use a group teleportation magic to teleport people over! He also wants to open a space jump channel to connect the two sides. The kingdom is really poor...

"Ice element..." Adolf Heinrich took a step back consciously. Only he knew how much harm this small action contained.

"I didn't count on you..." Duke Joltea glanced at Adolf Heinrich helplessly and then continued.

"Maple Forest Binglan and Ms. Lilith can do it!" Duke Joltea nodded to Roland affirmatively.

"Excuse me... My wife Yuanyuan is still injured and hasn't recovered yet..." Fenglin Youlan, Lilith's husband, raised his hand weakly.

"It's okay, it's just ordinary river water that's frozen, it's not a big problem!" Duke Joltea shook his head.

"Just let the McDougal family suffer for a while!" Duke Jolstea patted Fenglin Youlan's shoulder and comforted her.

"……" Fenglin Youlan, who was being fleeced like a sheep, felt as if the sky was falling!

"Then it's settled. Youlan, go notify your sister to come back and prepare. As for your wife, let her do what she can! If it doesn't work, we can use dragon knights to airlift her little by little!" Roland said considerately. Roland understood Lilith's original injury, so he didn't force it.

(End of this chapter)