The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Do you think that only the Lions of King's Landing shed their last drop of blood for this land?"

"Go and see the Grand Duchy of Nyx!"

"Go and see the Rovanian Kingdom!"

"Look around you! Look at the whole Middle-earth! Those nobles who didn't even leave their inheritance...where are they?" Roland's series of questions made the young man's head spin.

"If you still consider yourself a noble descendant of Raglan, then you should return to this country with the people behind you! Rather than letting them continue to wander around without security!" Roland said loudly.

"You..." The young man was at a loss for words. The words Ragland were so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

"Think about it for yourself... If you don't agree with this country, I will expel you as the king of Lagrand Kingdom! After that, if you want to fight... then fight! I'm waiting for your answer!" Roland He glanced at the team outside the city and turned away. Some tall knights riding war horses stood out among the crowd. They were a breath of fresh air among the refugees!

"I didn't expect that the Junlin family, which is almost extinct, can still support a small team of Junlin knights..." Roland said with emotion.

"It's normal. Even if the Grand Duchy of Nyx is destroyed, don't I still maintain dozens of Crossed Bauhinia Knights? Although the Grand Duke of King's Landing has not established a country, his accumulation is not worse than that of our Nyx. He has been able to accumulate some knights over the years. It's normal." Nyx rolled his eyes at Roland and sighed. After all, no matter how downcast the Grand Duke is, he can maintain a large number of followers and subjects around him. Even if there is no professional training camp, under the huge population base, lucky people can still stand out. .

"The Knights of King's Landing are really good, and the combat skills they inherited are quite interesting!" Ormsk did not hesitate to praise him.

"Indeed! The Knights of King's Landing are very strong!" Kaslo also interjected.

"But Your Highness, if you try to recreate the glory of the Knights of the King's Landing through these knights... it is almost impossible..." Yun Feng suddenly said something, and he was obviously smart and immediately understood Roland's thoughts.

"What?" Roland was shocked on the outside and tender on the inside. Does this mean that the Knights of King's Landing are really extinct?

"It's normal. They no longer have high-level inheritance... The remaining mid-level and low-level ones are enough, but they are not enough to reproduce the King's Landing Lion..." Ormsk said with deep understanding.

"..." Roland looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Let's put it this way, their current combat skills are basically learned through the words and experiences of the old knights. Most of the inherited items should be lost, not to mention that some secret skills can only be taught by high-level knights, but I don't feel that they are above the fourth-level knights. The breath..." The ruthless cold water from Ormsk came overwhelmingly.

"Ouch..." Roland was heartbroken, he died young! What a waste! The Knights of King's Landing are just a notch behind the Royal Knights. The last time I saw the price of the Knights of King's Landing in the mall... 10,000 wealth is worth one! This is a money grab!

"Your Highness, accept your fate, it's good to have it." Yun Feng comforted him with a calm look.

Looking at Yun Feng's unwavering face, Roland's heart... hurt even more.

"You humans are just playing with flowers..." Vervay was confused by the various knights in this group of people. As an elf, he knew very little about the history of human knights and Lagrand. I haven't even interacted with humans at all before.

"Your Highness, they are here." The suddenly alert soldiers came running to report.

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"Have you figured it out?" Roland looked calmly at the young man standing not far from the city.

"Are you able to accept us... We have been wandering for a long time, and we don't want to wander anymore! I would rather the glory of King's Landing fall than let the people who follow me suffer anymore. I don't want to live in hiding every day. In the days of orcs and warcraft, I don't want us to be running around for the next meal every day..." the young man said in a low voice.

"How many of you are there..." Roland was silent for a moment and then said.

"More than 6,000 people...many old people died during the migration." The young man recalled for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Although the days may be tight, the supplies should be able to last until the autumn harvest... There is still time, we can plant some beans!" Roland thought for a while and replied.

"You can join, but you must abide by the laws of the kingdom. If you have thought clearly, then come in!" Roland gestured to the city gate below, where a gap was opened for only one person to pass, and behind the city were groups of people. Royal Guardsmen forming a shield wall.

"We are willing to return to the kingdom, but we need to enjoy the treatment as citizens of the kingdom!" The young man said a little shyly. He was trying to get the best treatment for the people who followed him.

"Of course, everyone is equal in Lagrand! Our souls are noble and free! I swear to the Dragon God in the name of the king!" Roland said firmly.

"Okay! I will organize everyone to enter the city! I hope you can prepare some food for the elderly and children." The young man stood under the city looking at Roland with some uneasiness.

"No problem." Roland's nose felt a little sore when he looked at the skinny refugee.

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"Is this solved?" Verve said with some surprise. The two groups of people, who were obviously very aggressive, actually let down their guard and merged together after just a few words. This had to shock Verve.

"Because they are also the descendants of Lagrand! Just like the Turin that the dwarves believe in and the goddess that the elves believe in, the three words Lagrand are the spiritual destination of the Lagrand people." Yun Feng sighed, and he stood happily On the city wall, I looked at the orderly procession entering the city.

"That's great. It really scared me to death just now." Nyx hugged the elf dragon and stamped his feet.

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"Welcome! Lion of the Junlin family! I'm glad you made the right choice. You never let that heraldry be shamed." Outside the city gate, Roland led Kaslo and Ormsk to greet him.

"It's not a choice I made, but I don't want the people who were protected by my ancestors to lose this hard-won hope. What's more, I want to see what this country that once made our ancestors shed their blood is worthy of them sacrificing their families. The place." The young man looked at Roland rebelliously.

"Because... they have been here! They fought for this land, sang for this land! Protected this land, and also... sacrificed for this land!" Roland stared into his eyes and said every word.

"I am very happy to see the coat of arms of the Junlin family again. I hope that one day you can carry the banner of the Lion Duke of Junlin like your ancestors! The lost glory! We need to find it ourselves! This is not my country alone. ! She belongs to all the people of Raglan!" Roland turned back and pointed at the fluttering golden dragon flag with a red background and said passionately.

"I will! I will use my sword to clear the land for my plow! The lion... has never fallen! King's Landing... has never disappeared!" The young man lowered his head and quickly raised it again, with a smile in his eyes. A light that astounds people like a lion.

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