"Send someone to inform Luronce! Tell them not to open the door to help the refugees! You can hang some supplies from the city wall to give them, but don't open the city gate!" Roland's eyes suddenly widened, and he realized that if the refugees
If you come from the south... you must know that the system will refresh life forms such as refugees at the borders of the country. Once Luronsai opens the city to rescue refugees... Roland has no doubt that these crazy refugees will fight with the garrison for food.
, the five hundred fortress defenders simply cannot withstand the surging refugees. Once the fortress is occupied, it will be great fun!
"The system...is such a scam!" Roland was filled with grief and indignation. If he was really taken away from the fortress, it would be impossible to regain Roland's current strength, but he would have to bleed a lot. After the fight, don't think about anything else, just lie down.
Let’s take a few years to rest and recuperate! Even the eight Falling Dragon Towers that attack the infantry can cause Roland to lose more than a thousand men. If they hit the target accurately, there will be no problem in taking down Kaslo.
"This..." Kasluo figured out the connection in an instant, and Kasluo, who was suddenly filled with souls, immediately summoned his own dragon, leaving only one sentence: I will inform you! Then he left Rapid City.
After all, Kaslo is still a very qualified dragon knight. As long as he is a dragon knight, he will not have nothing to do to single-handedly challenge a war fortress with eight meteor dragon towers. That will only change him from a dragon knight that everyone respects to someone like
An existence that everyone worships like an unknown Prime Minister. (An unknown Prime Minister: I have only been dead for three days, so why are everyone singing and dancing? I feel offended.)
"Does Tuput Forest need notification?" Renault looked at Roland and bared his teeth. Now he felt that this huge country was full of defense loopholes.
"Forget it, the centaurs are much smarter than we thought! They will not approach those hungry refugees at will! At most, they will send someone to inform us." Roland is very confident in the centaur lord Badr, and the centaurs can be there in the north.
It is impossible to survive in such a harsh environment without brains. As their most basic ability to survive is observing words and emotions, Roland does not believe that they will welcome the wave of refugees who seem to be untouchable.
"That's right! Order the knights to investigate the outermost perimeter! There may be professional soldiers among the refugees! We don't rule out the possibility of high-level professionals." Roland spat out a breath, remembering that it seemed that a lord encountered a complete hundred in the refugee wave.
Knights, and a barony collapsed.
"Thank God! His Highness always brings good news..." Marcus's head exploded as he listened. As a city defense officer, he was under a lot of pressure. How could he beat it?
"If there is really no other way... we can only take cruel measures!" Ormsk clenched and unclenched his fists and said harshly. Every sixth-level professional has experienced bloody storms. Ormsk will do it if necessary.
He doesn't mind using violence to fight violence, even if it's their own citizens... because he fights for the glory of the king and the kingdom!
"No! No! No! This is a crime! They are the subjects of the empire! Our compatriots! They need help, not killing! You butcher!" Radil shouted excitedly, his words full of anger.
"Don't stare at me! I fight for the kingdom and the king! Anyone who wants to destroy this place is an enemy!" At this moment, Ormsk, holding the sword, burst out with terrifying sixth-level pressure towards Radil.
Pressed through.
"Tsk!" With a slight tut, the pressure on Radil disappeared instantly, and Yun Feng, wearing a magic robe, appeared in front of everyone, holding a staff.
"Knowledge tells me that our enemies will never be our own people, but the shadows and darkness in the abyss! Mr. Ormsk, you have gone too far! Although alchemists are not good at fighting, I don't mind giving you a lesson you will never forget. ." Yun Feng's staff struck the ground, and layers of hexagram arrays suddenly emerged surrounding him.
"That's enough! Let you discuss the solution! I didn't ask you two to come here at the sixth level to pretend to fight!" Roland said with a headache. As expected, the conflict between warriors and spellcasters will always exist.
"Your Highness, I reserve my opinion...but I cannot allow refugees to attack our country." After finishing speaking, Ormsk sat aside and said nothing.
"As a noble, I think we should not escape the impact of refugees but think about how to accept and help them. After all, they are just citizens of the empire who are living abroad!" Yun Feng sighed, senior professional Their status is equivalent to that of nobles. Except that they have no title or territory, their status is not inferior to that of nobles, especially the sixth-level professionals. They can already be on an equal footing with the powerful viscounts.
"Your Highness... It is true that our population is sparse and needs to be replenished, but correspondingly our ability to deal with risks is also not very high! I can't risk the last hope of the empire!" Ormsk sighed and sighed to Roland.
Yun Feng also fell silent after hearing this. After all, the population base of Rapid City is here, and the number of refugees is still unknown. Once the number is too high, it will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
"Damn it! If you give us another year!" Yun Feng punched the table and roared angrily.
After all, Galloping City does not have sufficient supplies. If refugees arrive after this autumn harvest, the situation will be completely different. With abundant food, Galloping City is enough to bear even tens of thousands of refugees.
Roland also sat on the chair with a sad face. After all, there were not many humans in the whole north, and they had to face the invasion of orcs all the time. Except for River Valley Town and Carlyan Ferry, there were almost no large-scale human gathering areas in the whole north, and the cultivated area was extremely limited. After Roland and White Wings brought the humans here and the restoration of the dwarves, the place regained a trace of its former lushness in the north.
"If we really have no choice, we can only ask the elves for help. The dwarves probably don't have much in stock... Only the elves still have some wealth." Roland thought for a while and then rubbed his chin.
"And we are going to send out residents to fish in large quantities! Thanks to the fast flowing river that gave birth to me and raised me for being so rich in products!" Marcus added.
"Fish meat can only last for a period of time and cannot be eaten as a staple food. The most important thing is food." Ormsk shook his head. If you keep eating fish, you will have problems.
"Eat it with wheat bran. We can make the most old-fashioned black bread. Although it tastes bad, at least it will be enough to satisfy your hunger with fish soup." Ladiel suggested.
"Let's first see how many people there are. Your Highness, is the information you have received accurate?" Yun Feng looked at Roland in confusion. How did he know that a wave of refugees was coming?
"Is it possible to tell you that I have a system? Is this caused by the system to disgust me?" Roland muttered in his heart.
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"What's going on? Aren't there refugees every day? Is it such a big deal?" A Battanian archer riding a Shire horse was wandering around the outermost area of Rapid City's control. He couldn't figure it out.
I understand why His Royal Highness sent out all his mobile troops as if he was in a fit of convulsion. I heard that the entire Knights Army was dispatched!
"Oh! Here comes the Dragon God! What is that?" Suddenly he found a black torrent rolling in from the northeast...
"Is that a flash flood? It's so spectacular! No! This is a plain! Where did the flash flood come from!" The Badanian shooter gave himself a slap to wake himself up, and then he activated his skill - Look!
His field of vision was suddenly lengthened with the help of skills. With his extraordinary eyesight, the Battanian shooter finally saw those "torrents" clearly.
"Dragon God! It's the Swift Infantry! They are actually wearing the Swift Infantry armor! It's all worn like this! The green armor is actually black! What have they been through!" The refugees were dragged away by a group of large and small bags.
The shocked Battanian archer stayed where he was, and even saw the rushing infantry mixed in the team without any reaction.
"Oh! Damn it! They are refugees!" The Batania shooter quickly fired the magic flare he carried with him, and a red signal light rushed hundreds of meters into the sky and exploded, turning into a red dragon head pattern.
"Oh God! They are speeding up and rushing here! Your Highness Roland... It's not that I'm not loyal and brave... there are just too many of them... I have to retreat first!" The Badanian shooter broke out in cold sweat.
, facing the raging "flood" of refugees, he was forced to retreat helplessly towards Rapid City. If he stayed here, God knows if they would eat him alive.