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

Chapter 945 Timely Rain Franz!

"Okay...Okay!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo nodded to Roland. Although he didn't understand why Roland was gritting his teeth, it seemed that those nobles made King Roland very unhappy. Look! The veins on his forehead were bulging!

"Okay, is there anything else?" Roland raised his eyelids and looked at Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo and said casually.

"My subordinates..." Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo hesitated.

"It's up to you. If you like, you can let them stay anywhere in the Kingdom of Lagran. If you need to, you can take them out to make a living. After all, Apophis Breo is pioneering in the Misty Mountains. If you have the heart to do so, that's fine!" Roland waved his hand.

"Development? Wait? Apophis Breo? Apophis? The King of Lions?" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo widened his eyes.

"Well, we didn't expect that there are still survivors of this family! A lot of the history of this land has been erased! There is an invisible black hand that wants to erase all traces of the empire's existence. We don't know how many families have survived before!" Duke Jolstea sighed.

"Tsk! It feels so bad to be plotted against!" Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo spat.

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A month later.

"Everyone, work harder! Give a hand! Lift the things! Now that the land is divided, everyone can live a stable life!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo ran and shouted in the crowd, conveying his voice to everyone.

"Please rest assured, fellow citizens of the empire. Although the empire has fallen, the kingdom's flag is still flying on the Lagrande Plain! The kingdom will not abandon any of its citizens!" Roland gave a speech standing on a temporary podium. At the same time, he noticed that countless people were quietly wiping away tears.

"The kingdom will distribute land and farm tools equally according to the number of people! And will give out seeds and food for free! We won't let hunger invade any of our people!" Roland continued, with a solemn look in his eyes. After all, 70,000 people is not a small number! With the addition of new troops, especially the two and a half knights, they are even more expensive! The kingdom's granary has felt the pressure for the first time in a long time!

"Your Majesty... can we hold on to all the food?" Darien Nightblade behind him knew the kingdom's details too well. As Roland's constant companion and leader of the secret guards, he knew all sorts of intelligence about the kingdom, so he knew how much food the kingdom had better than Roland did!

"It should be possible! It should be enough to buy some!" Roland said in a low voice.

"Is it possible that it is not enough? The gap created by these 7 people is no small number! Adding the allocation of grain seeds is also a huge expense! Can people and horses survive until next year? Your Majesty, this is terrible! You have to find a way!" Darien Nightblade said solemnly.

Roland turned his head to look at Darien Nightblade, and when he noticed his serious expression, he put away his smile.

"How big is the gap?" Roland asked and then silently calculated, thinking about where to get some food.

"The gap is huge, at least tens of thousands of people! Don't forget that we have a group of flying dragons in the Lagran Plains! Feeding the flocks of sheep of those flying dragons requires a lot of grass, and those flocks will squeeze out arable land and manpower! Under normal development, our demand for food is increasing year by year, not to mention now!" Darian Nightblade looked at the dark crowd below and his heart was beating. Is the population not good? The population is too good! But if we can't afford it and it collapses in the end, cannibalism is not just a metaphor...

"That would be such a great life... Can't we go south to buy food? Our enchanted weapons are unrivaled in the world... The Southern Kingdom will really need them!" Roland remembered the method he used to solve the famine in the kingdom.

"..." Darien Nightblade looked at Roland and sighed without saying anything.

"Your Majesty Yun Feng works hard every day, but the enchanted equipment for the kingdom's soldiers has not yet been prepared... You..." Duke Joltea bowed to Roland, and the meaning in his eyes was clearly that spring is here. I think you are "missing you", right? "Ahem!" Roland immediately coughed a few times to change the subject, but soon he frowned again. After all, only the arms business was the most profitable. Gondor and Rohan could easily find substitutes for other things. After all, the rich South was not comparable to the poor and remote North!

"Your Majesty... Marquis Al-Tigerand Franz requests to see you!" a royal guard reported.

"Let him come over!" Roland waved his hand. He wanted to see what this only son of the Franz family would do after being quiet for a month.

"Perhaps His Excellency Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz will have a solution. After all, the Franz family are all business geniuses!" Darien Nightblade's eyes lit up.

"Go to hell!" Duke Joltea rarely covered his face and cursed.

"This guy is really good at exploiting small and medium-sized nobles! But the problem is, where in the kingdom is there anything for him to exploit now?" Duke Joltea spread his hands.

The only two people who actually have fiefs in the kingdom are Duke Apophis Breo (Grand Duke) and Baron Ismir. Duke Apophis Breo has a good foundation, and Baron Ismir is thankful that he does not need subsidies from the kingdom! As for plundering civilians, not to mention that Al Tigrand Franz would not do that, the nobles of the kingdom also have to have face!

"Your Majesty!" Duke Al-Tigrand Franz saluted Roland respectfully.

"Excuse me! Marquis Franz, what can I do for you?" Roland asked curiously. After all, in Roland's impression, the Franz family was more like the lackeys of the royal family, and their actual abilities were not demonstrated.

"Your Majesty, the kingdom's reconstruction is certainly not sufficient now. These are the supplies of the Empire's Eastern Border Guard Corps. I hope this can be of help to you! It can also be regarded as returning the property to its original owner and not letting down the late emperor!" Marquis Al Tigrand Franz solemnly took off a bracelet from his hand and handed it to Roland with both hands.

"Hmm?" Several people looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Then Roland took the bracelet without any hesitation and probed his mental power into it.

"This is..." Roland looked at Marquis Al-Tigerand Franz in disbelief, his voice trembling.

"Haha, Your Majesty, these are the baggage of the 12th, 13th and 14th Legions of the Empire! The baggage of the three legions in the northeast of the Empire is in my hands. I am the chief quartermaster!" Marquis Al Tigrand Franz looked at Roland and smiled bitterly. It was a pity that these supplies stored in the space equipment would never be used by their original owners.

"Thank you very much! Marquis Franz! This batch of supplies came just in time! The kingdom is just starting out, and everything needs money and supplies. We are having a headache!" Roland's eyes regained their spirits. With this amount of supplies, why should we be afraid of famine? Let's go north tomorrow! Go north! Go north! (King of Kouhai is online)

"As it should be, this is the legacy of the empire and originally belongs to your Majesty!" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz said calmly.

Roland couldn't help but look up to Marquis Al-Tigeran Franz. No wonder he was always favored by the emperor. His family had trained him well. Listen to what he said! Otherwise, he could have become a hereditary lackey of the royal family!

"By the way, I see the current business of the kingdom..." Al Tigrand Franz hesitated. He wanted to say that something was better than nothing, but he held back for Roland's sake.