MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 211 Set off

"Don't worry about it, the trade route is blocked, we can only get some materials from elves and dwarves, but the quantity is limited, so you have another quest on this trip, see if you can open up the trade route and let the western regions The caravan can come here." Yun Feng said.

"Can't the western caravans come over now? Isn't there Rivendell? They should be able to come through the elves' territory." Roland really hadn't paid attention to this kind of thing.

"Uh... The question is who does the caravan come to do business with? With woodland elves and half-orcs in the dark forest?" Yun Feng shrugged and asked in return.

"Indeed, there are not many things in the hands of humans that elves can like." Roland sighed helplessly, demand determines supply, and no one will come if there is no demand.

"So you need to contact the human world in the west and tell them that the Lonely Mountain is revived again." Yunfeng nodded, the wealth of the dwarves will drive the merchants to come, and the various outputs near the Lonely Mountain are not found in other places. When several kingdoms stand here again, there are naturally people who are rushing to them.

"I will try." Roland agreed.

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"The goddess is on top! It's finally calm for a few days and you're going to fight again?" Vervill, who was assembling the army, held his head helplessly.

"Well, the dwarves are here. I promised them to help them recover Moria together. After all, the development of this kingdom needs money..." Roland shrugged helplessly.

"That's fine, but this time I'm sorry that I and my clan can't go together." It's a well-known fact that elves don't like to fight in small terrain, and elves who are good at kite tactics are rarely willing to go deep into caves to fight.

"It doesn't matter, it's not your war, you don't need to blame yourself." Roland nodded in agreement, it doesn't make sense to need the grassland elves to work together to make money.

"Thank you for your understanding." Verwey said gratefully. After all, one less battle would reduce the risk of attrition. Verwey attached great importance to his only remaining clansmen.

"I wish me a safe return!" Roland nodded and looked at Vervill.

"I believe that your kingly demeanor will drive out the darkness in the depths of Moria!" Verwey said firmly.

"By your good words, Omsk! Caslo is gone! And dear, have you seen our dragon?" Roland shouted loudly.

"Here! Your Highness, I am here!" Kaslow desperately squeezed the torrent of soldiers below and raised his hand.

"Oh! Dragon God! This little guy is still sleeping!" Nix rushed out holding a blue dragon and handed it to Roland.

"Caslow looks like you need to lose weight!" Roland teased, looking at the deformed Caslow who was squeezed through the crowd.

"His Royal Highness, I'm ready!" Caslo, whose dragon armor was crooked, finally jumped over the crowd and came to Roland.

"Well, it's time to expand the road here!" Roland was noncommittal, but the road that he usually felt nothing at all seemed to be narrower now.

"Dragon God is on top! Are you going to exhaust the old man to death? Your Highness?" Old Man Ladir was so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring at him. The infrastructure of the entire Rapid City is not 100%, but 80% of the civil engineering works. The credit of Mr. Dill, the earth mage (×) the foreman (√).

"It was very wide when it was established! It's enough to accommodate two 4 carriages running side by side. You think it's narrow because you've packed more than 500 fully armed Lagrand soldiers in such a small place!" Radiel rolled his eyes, expressing dissatisfaction with his king's behavior of making trouble for him.

In the end, Roland determined the number of teams to go on the expedition, including: 100 Dovinian heavy swordsmen, 200 Lagrang Royal Guards, 50 Lordaeron Rangers, and 150 Lagrang City Guards! There were a total of 600 people, and the accompanying generals were Omsk and Kaslow, and the others stayed behind in Rapid City.

"Okay, let's get ready to go! By the way, let's see if the luggage is adequately prepared? I don't want my soldiers to starve before they see the enemy!" Of course, Roland did not forget the most important logistical support Work, thanks to the short shelf life of the **** bread, even the brown bread won't last long, knowing that they are going to drill the woods and burrows, and the moist dew will wet the bread.

"So the space ring was born..." Yun Feng walked out with an expression of caring for mentally handicapped children.

"Do you keep a space ring of your size as a stone? Your Highness?" Yun Feng sighed and threw a brand new space ring to Roland.

"There are nearly 60,000 long loaves of bread and 5,000 pounds of bacon and smoked fish stuffed in it, enough for 600 people to eat for a month. Although it is a bit monotonous, it will not make you hungry." Yun Feng explained. .

"Thank you so much, so that we can save manpower to take care of the carriage." Roland really forgot that he still has system space...

"You don't need to thank me, you should thank the women and chefs in the city. They have been busy working on these things around the clock for a week!" Yun Feng said, regardless of the team of only 600 people, but this was different from when Roland first started. At that time, Roland supported his first army with the food of the sign-in reward, but now... the Goubi system no longer gives food such as food, even if it is given, it is just some exquisite snacks, and it will be used to relieve Nix's cravings. Okay, let alone an army of 600 people, 60 people can be hungry for 9 meals in three days.

And not everyone in Middle-earth is Lord Bei and starving Germany, you can let these soldiers fight bravely, and let them play "survival" games? Forget it! If they did not rebel, they already showed their loyalty to the kingdom.

Roland solemnly put the treasure ring with the lifeblood of the army into the system space, and then he breathed a long breath and entered the jurisdiction of the system, even a **** can't take away the ration of his army!

"Very good! Let's go!" Roland rode on his Shire warhorse with high spirits, high spirits, and enthusiastic enthusiasm.

The scene suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at Roland as if he had gold on his body.

"Very good, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, so where should we go, Your Highness?" Kaslow, who was finally flushed, asked extremely aggrieved.

"Uh...where to go? That's a good question! So the dwarf didn't tell us where we should meet?" Roland was extremely embarrassed. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten to agree on the meeting place with the dwarf.

"Oh! Dragon God... The ancestors of Lagrand..." Omsk covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Let me ask... If they leave, look for them along the way." It was Kaslow who helped Roland. If the dwarves didn't leave, he would inform them. It's a good remedy, and it's not a problem for such a short distance for a flying dragon.

"Your Highness, being so rash will cause big problems..." Omsk leaned over and whispered, the face of his own king was really loud. Under the eyes of all the people, the common people lined the way to say goodbye to the expeditionary army, but the king did this. An oolong, you can't lack a dwarf's brain... Omsk wants to cry without tears, so he can only lead the army out of the city first, and he has to take over the whole life of his own king with tears.

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