Countless hoes were waving rapidly, and the soil dust was dispersed by the wind. The weather was still cold in early spring, but it still could not stop the fire-like enthusiasm of the people of Laglang. The men were waving hoes to cultivate the fields, and the women were cultivating the fields.
Driving oxen to plow the fields or crush soil clods.
"Ah~" Roland closed his eyes and breathed in the earthy-smelling air intoxicated, and his thoughts were instantly drawn back to the past...
"It's a pity... I can't go back." Roland said silently, his eyes full of loneliness and helplessness.
"What's the matter? Sir?" Castro, who was following Roland, asked in confusion after noticing that Roland was in a very low mood.
"It's okay!" Roland quickly put aside his thoughts and tore through the helpless Smurf who was lying on the saddle.
"Woo~" Who would have thought that the noble elf dragon would actually whimper like a defeated dog.
"Bad luck!" Roland listened to the whine coming from his crotch and looked at the civilians of Rapid City staring at him with shocked expressions not far away. He suddenly felt like his crotch was falling off...
"Woo--" The voice stopped suddenly, and a strong big hand grasped the collar of a certain dragon's destiny.
"If you keep yelling like this, I'll take the blame tonight!" Roland threatened lightly.
After feeling the calmness of the Smurf, Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The sound just now was so weird! The people who were far away didn't know and thought they were playing horse shake...
"Send the order! Order the civilians to rest where they are! Prepare to make food!" Roland looked at the warm sun hanging high in the early spring and turned to Lance who was waiting behind him.
"Yes! Your Highness!" Lance responded and left.
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Accompanied by the clashing of pots and pans, and the noisy shouting of the crowd, Roland almost exploded his head with shouts. After quickly leading a small group of knights away from the crowd, Roland took a breath and spoke again.
I really can’t lose my ears if I stay here...
"Your Highness? Why are you here?" Renault, who was patrolling the perimeter with his soldiers, recognized Roland at a glance, who was wearing lord's plate armor. He quickly dismounted and trotted over to greet him.
"Don't mention it! Everyone is shouting at the top of their lungs, and there's no need to use their inner ears anymore!" Roland said depressedly. He didn't expect these people to be shouting. Isn't it just to have a meal? It's like celebrating the New Year.
"System! Check the territory!" Roland, who had nothing to do, decided to check the evaluation of his territory in the system.
Rapid City:
Area: One kilometer in radius.
Building units: dilapidated lord's castle*1, ordinary wooden houses*200, intermediate magic pattern city wall, stone well, blacksmith shop, military camp, archer temple, farmland (under reclamation), cobbler's workshop, tavern (alcohol is scarce)
Dovinian heavy swordsmen: 100 second-level swordsmen.
El Nino Ranger: 50 second-level rangers.
Rangers of Lordaeron: 50 second-level rangers.
Rapids Legion: 683 Rapids Infantry
Recruit light infantry: 200 light infantry.
Lagrand Heavy Cavalry: 100 heavy cavalry
Priest: 5 second-level priests
Population: 2536 (Civilians available for training: 1037)
Evaluation: The lonely king led the remaining people back to his homeland and built this city with tall walls. There are few residents in the city, but everything is developing in a good direction. The city's military power is strong and can defend this city.
A city, but facing the new darkness, it still cannot resist alone. The good news is that this city finally ushered in its own city defense officer and administrative officer. The end of the war brought a glimmer of light to Lagrand's last territory! Note:
The great king has decided to revitalize the country, but time is racing against you.
Ability: 1. As the only territory of the Kingdom of Lagrand in Middle-earth, it will attract the remnants of Lagrand. The system will guide a wave of wandering Lagrand civilians to arrive every day, hoping that the lord can properly resettle them.
2. Allow the recruitment of civilians here to train rapid infantry.
Affiliated territory: Tuput Forest!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there is almost no change except that the population has increased a lot..." Roland said after checking it carefully.
"However, the number of people recruited for the Swift Infantry has actually exceeded a thousand!" Roland finally discovered the unexpected surprise. It seems that he still needs to take time to train these civilian men. If necessary, they can be quickly dispatched.
Transformed into a rushing infantry.
"There is a big gap in wine!" Roland frowned. You must know that the population of Rapid City is now less than 5,000 people. Although there are not many drunkards in it, there are definitely not a few people who want to have a drink and relax in their free time.
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"After all, it's still a matter of food!" Roland frowned even more. You must know that wine is brewed with food. If Roland had enough food on hand to make wine, would he be so anxious to lead people to open up wasteland?
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"We have to think of a way! We can't let the tavern close down like this!" The tavern is a place where all kinds of information gather! With the tavern, Roland's control over the territory is even stronger, so this tavern really can't be allowed to close down.
"It seems that we still need to organize caravans to travel in the Middle-earth for trade." Roland said helplessly. Originally, he did not want to open the trade route so early. He hoped that Ragland could take longer to develop, but various supplies
The lack of food made Roland feel that if he could not trade in exchange for various urgently needed resources, he and others would definitely be buried here... You must know that the food supply in Swift Current City is very weak! There is no place in the entire north to support the entire support of Swift Current City.
It’s time for the autumn harvest! The only promising player, Erub, has been “squeezed dry” by Roland, and most of Erub’s supplies come from years of accumulation in Iron Qiuling! As for the Woodland Kingdom…forget it, the elves don’t have much supplies in the first place.
"Lance!" Roland called.
Not long after, Lance, dressed in aristocratic attire, came to Roland's side.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?" Lance said respectfully.
"Do you think it's okay to open the trade route in isolation and let them do business?" Roland said after a long silence.
"Why did His Highness say this?" Lance asked in confusion. Prioritizing development was the policy that everyone collectively agreed upon at the time. Now once the trade route opens... Rapid City will inevitably be exposed to everyone's eyes! Because it is truly in line with Roland's deal.
The only targets are the Shire region and the Gondor Dynasty. Other places are either too chaotic or occupied by evil. Only these two places can satisfy Roland's large grain trade.
"I can't hold on anymore!" Roland told the truth. In fact, Swiftliu City will be in an embarrassing situation of running out of food in less than half a month at most.
"Well!"
"Oh my God!"
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"What happened? Go and have a look!" Roland saw the commotion in the crowd and quickly sent soldiers to find out the news.
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"Goblin!"
"There really are goblins!"
"Is this the goblin?"
A crowd of people gathered around a green-skinned dwarf, who was only about 1.2 meters tall, and talked a lot, but everyone was sure that this was a goblin! After all, he was exactly the same as the one in the legend.
"What happened? Civilian! What happened?" The knight on a tall horse asked as he pushed his way into the crowd.