"Distribute them in order and proceed in an orderly manner," Roland said to Lance.
"Your Majesty," Lance nodded and said seriously.
"Yun Feng, go and escort these plows to the cattle, and let the people accompanying them put them on the cattle." Roland turned to the wise Yun Feng who was far away from him.
"Okay, Your Highness" Yun Feng ran away as soon as he heard the order. Judging from the flashing movements of his body, this guy clearly used flash to run away. Looking at his eager look It was as if Roland was as terrifying as a savage beast
"He ran so fast." Roland's eyes widened, and his understanding of someone reached a new level.
"Good day, your highness." A group of soldiers in exquisite mail armor lined up in front of Roland. Roland took a closer look and recognized that this was the group of Lordaeron soldiers with a low presence. Rangers.
"No courtesy" Roland, who was riding on his war horse, nodded and carefully looked at this group of familiar yet unfamiliar Lordaeron rangers.
Rangers of Lordaeron are generally over 175 in height. They have brown hair and wear a disc helmet made of stainless steel. They wear a linen robe embroidered with the Lion of Lordaeron totem. From the iron locks exposed on the cuffs, it can be seen that they are wearing close-fitting mail armor with fine iron rings, wearing shiny deerskin boots on their feet, and carrying a 15-meter-long stainless steel sword slung across their backs. Holding a compound short bow made of a mixture of mithril and yew wood, a forearm-long Zheng-shaped stainless steel arm shield hangs on his right arm, and two quivers holding 25 arrows each are slung on his waist. Judging from the shimmering light on the boot cuffs, they should have a dagger or short sword hidden in their boots. Generally speaking, it can be regarded as armed to the teeth.
Roland nodded secretly. The equipment of the Lordaeron Rangers is definitely considered to be sophisticated, but compared with the Battanian shooters, it instantly lost its color. After all, a light-armored shooter unit and heavy equipment It is clear at a glance which shooter unit has the greater advantage. However, the Rangers of Lordaeron are not useless. After all, their short bows are still able to maneuver between jungles and cities. In complex terrain, the Rangers of Lordaeron will use the sword in their hands to tell any enemy who faces them that this is a fatal mistake. Select
"Please protect the civilians and do not let any monsters and orcs you see get close to them." Roland's voice was slow and majestic.
"Obey my king" All the Lordaeron rangers knelt down to show respect.
"Go ahead" Roland waved his riding crop.
"Your Highness Huhu Luolan" came a crisp voice.
Roland looked up and saw a beautiful priest and several priests running after him.
"Ivy, why are you here?" Roland asked puzzled. It seems that he didn't ask the priest to work with him. It would be great if these thin-skinned and tender spellcasters can take care of themselves. It's really frustrating. They can plow the fields for themselves first.
"Your Highness, there are a lot of people traveling this time, so it would be better for us to follow them. We can help out if anything happens." Ivy smiled.
"Well" Roland choked, and immediately felt that what she said made sense.Surprisingly, when there are more people, there are more variables. If there is an emergency, it can be dealt with on the spot.
"Okay, follow the team and don't get lost." Roland nodded, indicating that he allowed Ivy and the others to accompany them.
"Caslow" Roland raised his head and shouted.
"My lord, I am here." Kaslo, who was directing the flow of people in the distance, heard Roland's call and left and went against the flow of people to Roland's side.
"Sir, are you okay?" Kaslo wiped the sweat that had gathered on his cheeks due to his busy schedule.
"Arrange some soldiers to follow Pastor Ivy and the others and take care to protect the caster," Roland whispered. Although the possibility of an accident is very low, precautions should still be taken in case of an unexpected incident. The group of melee spellcasters who caused the incident could be knocked down by the farmer with a manure fork.
"Okay, Your Highness." Kaslo certainly understands the weak melee capabilities of these poor spellcasters, especially the priests who believe in the Dragon God. Their combat effectiveness is simply incredible
"Yes What's going on?" Roland asked when he came to the designated reclamation area and found Renault, who had led the knights there first.
"Your Highness, everything is normal." Renault nodded to Roland.
"Well, scatter all the people on horseback to ensure that there is no danger within 10 kilometers around." Roland looked at the long list of civilian "armies" behind him and said to Renault. Compared to the priests, Civilians can easily kill even most beasts.
"Hey, stop making trouble, Smurf." Roland reached out and pulled out the restless elf dragon from the plate armor in his arms. The little guy's four dragon claws dug around in Roland's arms for a while. Roland's chest was squeezed and he was short of breath.
"Let me go and I will turn you into a stone, roast you into a suckling pig, freeze you into an ice sculpture, and electrocute you into coke." A suppressed elf dragon muttered in Roland's hands.
"" Roland looked disgusted at this moment, and cursed the unreliability of this broken system in his heart. Other people's systems were all caring little cotton-padded jackets, while his own system was an endless pitfall. The rewards given are extremely messy, so I won’t mention it, but there is a chance that the given things will backfire on the host, which is disgusting. Look at this angry little dragon in your hand that can compete with the angry birds.
< p> "Outrageous" Roland sighed and had to find a rope for Smurf to tie around his neck. As soon as Roland let go of his hand, Smurf immediately flapped two mini dragon wings and rushed into the sky. Unfortunately, it was unrestrained. But after more than ten seconds, the poor Smurf was pulled back by the rope tied around his neck.A roar that was disproportionate to the size of the dragon suddenly erupted from the Smurf's mouth. The originally quiet Charles horses stood up one after another, and the terrifying dragon power instantly shocked them.
"I'll tell Smurf to put away your dragon power, or I'll kill you alone." The war horse under Roland's crotch was not spared, and the upright war horse was almost lifted off the horse by Roland.
"Ho" The originally vigorous Smurf suddenly became depressed. She knew that this bastard holding her hand really dared to kill her
With tears in her eyes, the humiliated Smurf decided to vent her anger on the rope that bound her. She swooped down with her wings and instantly picked up the middle section of the rope, then opened her mouth wide and bit it.
"Gah After a crisp sound, countless sparks and harsh friction sounds came from the Smurf's mouth.
"Well" a certain elf dragon suddenly stood on the spot. What is going on? It couldn't bite it. It was obviously just an ordinary rope.
"Haha" Roland looked at it with a narrow smile. After a few glances at the poor Smurf, he turned his head away silently. Only the twitching shoulders showed Roland's true mood at the moment.
"Silly dragon, do you think I don't know you can fly? How can Shuan be an ordinary rope?" Roland shook his head. The dragon's IQ is worrying. Although the rope looks like hemp rope, It is full of magic patterns and magic circles, and only the system has the spare time to create such flashy magic items. Are you being polite to the system by using this thing to fool me as a sign-in prize?
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