"No? Where did these orcs come from?" Roland scratched his head and wondered, these orcs couldn't have come out of the ground, right?
"I think the most likely possibility is that a group of wandering orcs were integrated by the orc lords of Dol Guldur." Apophis Breo came over at some point.
"Why did they let these cannon fodders come here?" Roland curled his lips, but after finishing speaking, he wanted to slap himself. He understood the orcs' calculations instantly. From the perspective of future generations, the role of these cannon fodders is nothing more than
It has stirred up the situation around the kingdom, threatening the development of the kingdom and the safety of the people. Once scattered orcs break into the hinterland of the kingdom, it will cause huge damage.
"I understand!" Roland nodded quickly and said to himself. He had also thought clearly about the relationship, but this trick in the winter did not have much effect on the Kingdom of Lagrand.
"As long as you figure it out!" Apophis Breo nodded and placed a loaf of bread next to the bonfire.
"But this trick is of no use to us in winter! Moreover, the chariot people from the east and the orc tribes in the north are more threatening than them!" Roland said disdainfully.
After all, for kingdoms like Rohan and Gondor with large populations and dense villages and towns, it is self-evident what will happen if the orcs break into the hinterland, but for the poor environment of the Kingdom of Lagland...the orcs
Are you here to eat dirt? Roland smiled shyly, I am incompetent. The entire kingdom including the vassals only has four settlements. The rest of the country is a wilderness in winter. Even if you orcs want to destroy it, you can only give it to the farmers.
They turned the ground upside down.
"Yes, a little IQ but not much!" Ormsk shook his head. It means that these orcs were lucky enough to capture Apophis Breo's private stronghold. Otherwise, whether it was Rapid City or Lulong Fortress or even
Delwin Town and Tupt Territory can beat the shit out of these orcs. Don't forget, the prairie elves live with the centaurs. Although the garrison in Delwin Town is not many, there is only a small group of woodland warriors and those
Light infantrymen, but the two territories are united and it’s really hard for cats and dogs to come and have fun! Not to mention that there is Rapid City more than 20 miles away, and the Knights and Dragoons will be there in an instant. If we really enter
These orc cannon fodder in the hinterland of the kingdom are just to give experience to the soldiers.
"Okay, although the orcs' brains are not well developed, we can't take it lightly. After all, there will always be some lucky people in history who are not included in this list!" Roland smiled and warned everyone. After all, the original time traveler Wang Mang was still killed by Liu Xiu, the son of the plane.
To show off his face, Roland, a time traveler, was also afraid of being screwed by the Son of Destiny in the dark camp. After all, no matter how awesome he was, he could not beat the server manager. Before the War of the Ring, the "great" Demon King Sauron
It can be said to be a perfect template for the protagonist. If Frodo hadn't been killed in the plot, God knows what the coalition would have become in the end...
"Well, I will order the cavalry and knights to ensure maximum patrols! Ensure that the probability of orc infiltration is reduced to a minimum!" Ormsk punched his chest.
"Well, don't forget to tell the troops to pay attention to the guests from the west! Once we find their traces, we have to use swords and guns to entertain them!" Roland's eyes flashed with a cold light. Maybe those Dongyi people were innocent, but when they were
When Sauron is chosen to stand against Roland, then none of the chariot people are innocent, and there is no mercy in war!
"Don't worry! They will be kept out of the country!" Ormsk narrowed his eyes, full of murderous intent and coldness. The chariot people are much more terrifying than the orcs, especially for the unprotected people in the wilderness.
, as long as a chariot rushes in, it will be a bloody storm!
"Crash~" At this time, there was a strange sound in the sky. Everyone looked up and saw that it was Caslo riding a dragon and chasing after him.
"Boom!" Kaldor hit the ground and waited until Caslo jumped off the back of the dragon. His body immediately began to shrink and soon became as big as a lizard and climbed onto Caslo's shoulders.
"Your Highness, I'm late!" Kaslo said respectfully, beating his chest.
"It's okay, we're all late!" Roland pointed at Olaf and the others who opened their sleepy eyes on the pile of corpses after Kaldo made some noise.
"Oh? Did these warriors do it?" Kaslo asked curiously.
"Well, the four soldiers are divided into three groups, attacking from both sides! His subordinates have learned Apophis's tactics!" Roland said calmly.
"Pfft!" Kaslow, who had just taken a sip of the hot water, sprayed Omsk in the face.
"Damn it! Give me a reason not to challenge you to a duel?" Ormsk was in a panic.
"Your Highness..." Apophis Breo stared at Roland with resentful eyes. He already said that he would not take the blame. What is his art of war? That was obviously a question that that bastard Olaf understood. When did he say it?
If there are four people, can the pursuit be divided into three directions? How? Is it possible to form an army with one person?
"Ahem, stop talking, we all know that you are a master of the art of war!" Roland teased.
"Sir? This is..." Olaf staggered over.
"Asshole! Open your dog eyes and take a look! This is His Royal Highness the King! This is His Majesty Ormsk and Kaslo!" Apophis Breo kicked Olaf in the leg, which seemed to be harsh but actually he was defending.
and remind him.
"Hmm? Good day, Your Highness! Good day, Your Majesty! I am Olaf, Captain of the Tenth Husband of Fenwu." Olaf quickly took off his face-covering helmet and bent down to caress his chest in salute.
"Pah!" Apophis Breo slapped himself on the head. Damn it to you!
"Well, come back! My warrior!" Roland nodded and motioned for Olaf to come back.
"Yes!" Olaf sighed in relief and stood up straight, with a bit of excitement about meeting the king on his face.
Roland carefully looked at the brave leader of the soldiers in front of him. Although his victory was partly due to luck, it was undeniable that he was bold, careful and brave. He dared to kill hundreds of Orcs with four men.
It is already extremely difficult, and he still "knows" a little bit about the art of war. He can be considered a talent in Middle-earth, at least he is a figure in the world of Lagrand.
It has to be said that the young man in front of him with brown hair and a three-dimensional face that is even somewhat delicate can actually do crazy things. This can't help but give Roland a new definition of what a person looks like.
"Apophis, I'll leave it to you to reward your retainers. I'll give you the title of knighthood below Lord. It's up to you!" Roland turned to Apophis and whispered to Breo.
He didn’t want to directly skip Apophis Breo and reward Olaf. After all, my vassal’s vassal was not my vassal. Skipping Apophis Breo and conferring a title himself would gain Olaf’s loyalty and loyalty.
I support him, but it will make an ancient grand duke heir have a grudge against me. I still know what the best deal is.