"System check territory page!" Roland lay in his exclusive tent in Rapid City and checked the system.
"Damn Renault and Castro! You actually used my lord's castle as a warehouse!" Roland looked at the tent above his head and became angry. He thought that these two idiots directly gave their king's nest in order to store supplies.
When I moved it out, I immediately became very angry.
"Use magic words to build a city!" Roland silently took out the magic card of the artifact from the system space.
"Please ask the king to choose the territory where the card will be used!" On the light screen that pops up from the system, Rapid City lies alone in the first row.
"Floating City..." The corner of Roland's mouth twitched. He felt that the system was referring to him when he called the king, although he had no evidence now.
"Used successfully! Host, please wait a moment, the magic will take effect soon!" came the cold voice of the system.
At this moment, the soldiers and workers who were working on Rapid City suddenly found that the city wall under their feet was filled with layers of white halo, and huge magic waves came from the city wall.
"Damn it! Forbidden curse! Come down quickly!" Radil, who was still happily making magic stone bricks, was immediately horrified. What's going on? This rotten place can attract the sage's forbidden curse!
"Leave the city! Run! The further away the better!" Radil cried out sadly, his magic power flashed around him, and he suddenly appeared in Roland's tent. He dragged Roland and took him with him in a flash without any explanation.
Roland left Rapid City.
"Ra-Dil-Your Excellency! What's wrong?" Roland was held by Radil in his hand. Roland's mouth was filled with wind because of Radil's high-speed flight.
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"Huh? The city wall is growing taller?" Marcus scratched his head in confusion.
The soldiers and residents who were working looked at the city wall rising higher and higher under their feet in amazement. The exquisite magic patterns on it were no less than the magic pattern stone bricks made by Radil.
"What...what's going on?"
"The walls are growing taller!"
"Oh my god, it's 10 meters long!"
"This city wall is much safer than the previous city wall!"
Everyone marveled at this magical change. The 10-meter-high city wall could effectively defend against most attacks. Now, only sufficient manpower was needed to successfully defend the city.
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A few minutes later, Radil came back with Roland with a dark face. He dropped Roland and ran back to his residence in a hurry. He was very embarrassed... The dignified war mage was frightened by a magic and dragged his family home in public.
The king ran away... It is estimated that this will leave a shadow in Mr. Radil's heart for the rest of his life.
"Your Highness, you didn't tell me in advance when you used the magic scroll! It made me... ugh!" Radil said to himself in his residence.
At this time, Roland had no intention of reprimanding Radil. After all, Radil was also thinking about himself. After all, no matter which city suddenly heard magic fluctuations at the level of forbidden spells, the mages stationed in this city would not remain indifferent.
It is definitely the best choice to escape with important people. If there are sage-level mages in your city, just ignore this.
"Sturdy!" Roland used the dragon-slaying sword in his hand to slash the battlement several times and found that only a few clear white marks were left. He stroked it with his hand in satisfaction and praised.
"Of course! The city wall created by the Forbidden Curse Magic is naturally extremely strong. I really didn't expect that the empire would have such a magic scroll handed down..." Radil sighed sadly, and you can feel the excitement in his words.
How I yearn for the powerful Lagran Empire in the past.
"Don't worry, I will restore Ragland's glory!" Roland looked at the south and clenched his fists.
"Oh my God! What happened here? Is there an earth sage under your command?" A shadow floated in the sky, and the person who came was Peter Gro, the Star Dragon Knight.
"I am here to express my condolences to you on the king's order, respected King Roland." Peter Grohl jumped off the dragon's back and gracefully performed an elf noble salute.
"Thank you for Eovia's concern for me. Where have they gone?" Roland asked curiously. Logically speaking, Bai Yi and Eovia should both run over to take a look at this time.
"The two kings went to the dark forest to investigate together. Just now our cavalry team was attacked by orcs." Peter Gro looked solemn.
"What a big trouble!" Roland sighed. Bai Yi should be said to be the king with the worst background among the three kings. The star elves have inherited more than 3,000 years of deep foundation, and Roland is a loser. Bai Yi is the only one.
He must be careful with the cards in his hand. One mistake can lead to the destruction of his family and his country. He has no such thing as a system.
"How is the loss of White Wing King?" Roland asked quickly after thinking of this.
"Well, the knights are fine. More than a dozen ordinary cavalrymen died." Peter Gro thought for a moment.
"I'll choke you! White Wings can hurt your body to death! There are only 200 cavalry in the whole country, and one-twentieth is gone now!" Roland complained in his heart, but he had to admit that Azog's move was very effective.
In winter, when no one can launch a large-scale attack, a little bit of bloodletting is a very clever tactic. In terms of attrition warfare, Roland and the others can just restart the war, which hits the weak spot of the coalition forces.
"I don't know what's going on in the north..." Roland looked in the direction of Gushan with some worry.
"I'm worried about the woodland elves now..." Peter Gero hesitated. The two elves who share the same disease have a deep connection.
"No, no, no, I never worried about Thranduil, I was afraid of Erub of the Lonely Mountain!" Roland said solemnly.
"Orcs wouldn't think of fighting forest rangers in the jungle! The best place to make use of their numerical advantage is in the plains and cities!" Roland said every word.
"If the orcs attack the Lonely Mountain and Thranduil's army cannot catch up, then it will be useless no matter how well we defend the south!" Roland glanced at Peter Groh and said flatly.
"But you know the relationship between woodland elves and dwarves..." Peter Gero gestured with his hands.
"So this is the most troublesome thing." Roland sighed.
"Forget it, King, don't think about it anymore. We may not even be able to solve the southern battlefield, so how can we pay attention to the northern battlefield..." Renault climbed up the city wall and said relaxedly to Roland.
"Yes! Mordor's reinforcements have overwhelmed us and we can't breathe." Peter Groh looked in the direction of Mordor. If eyes could kill, Mordor would have sunk into the ground by now.
"There are still too few soldiers!" Roland looked at the sparse soldiers in the city.
"There are still many of our people wandering... It would be great if a wandering army could arrive!" Castro and Reno began to dream while the sun was still hanging in the sky.
Roland quietly glanced at Renault. These soldiers who have returned as wandering troops are actually given by my system! They have nothing to do with this country!