"Oh Goddess Nature, I have never seen such a crazy scene in my life. This is the refugee Roland, are you kidding me?" Vervay, who led the prairie elf rangers to the top of the city, originally planned to help Roland. , as a result, this scene instantly made him lose the courage to continue
"God, what happened to your Laglan Kingdom during this time? There are dragons dancing wildly, and there is this army of refugees that is comparable to orcs." Erwei stared helplessly at the spreading black tide.
"Don't be poor, how many people are there?" Roland said anxiously. At the critical moment, the elf's keen eyesight is still useful.
"Six thousand as the base and seven thousand as the top," Verve said, putting his hand on his forehead.
"Oh my god" Roland has already rejected that damn morally bankrupt system ten thousand times in his heart. If he hadn't been connected to the system, he would have sent the system to see San'er. .
"Your Highness" Nyx appeared on the city wall with the elf dragon in his arms. The worry in his eyes was that Zangdu couldn't hide it. It was strange that Smurf, this proud elf dragon, actually allowed Nyx to hold him. Asking her, does Nyx still have the talent of dragon mage? If so, she could make a lot of money. Only whoever is in the lane knows how powerful a mage who can throw dragon language magic anytime and anywhere is.
"Don't worry, go back and stay in the castle." Roland pointed at the castle that was barely built to the third floor. Although it was not a magnificent building, the castle's defensive power was reassuring. Still unique.
“This is so crazy.” Verway was still stuck in the scene of being shocked by the huge crowds of people.
"Hey Elf King, the refugees are coming to kick your ass" Roland waved his hand to wake up the sluggish Verve.
"I'm just here to help. I don't want to participate in a war." The more Verve looked at it, the more unreliable he felt. Maybe he would have a grand derby later. Not only those soldiers, but also Even Vervay recognized the distinctive rushing infantry of the Lagrand Empire.
"It's just the bankrupt version," Verway muttered in a low voice after comparing it secretly.
"I didn't let you attack them." Roland covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly, making himself look like a tyrant.
"What they need is help. What they are in urgent need of are clothes and food. I don't think they want to eat spears and arrows." Roland shrugged.
"Boom" a bow and arrow with its tail feathers still trembling flew out and sank straight into the ground in front of the refugees. The fighting spirit poured into it lost its restraint and exploded, scattering dust and splashing soil. The refugees in front were obviously frightened.
"Stop comers. This is the King of Rapid City, which belongs to the Kingdom of Lagland. He is attacking the city wall. This is regarded as conspiracy. Do you want to rebel?" Ormsk stepped on the battlement and shouted angrily. , combined with his scattered light and shadow war energy flames and the terrifying sixth-level pressure, everyone was frightened by him for a while.
“You are the subjects of the empire,” the wise man Yun Feng said with a trembling voice as he looked at the skinny refugees in dusty clothes.
"The Empire is long gone.We are just children without a family. We just want to live. Being loyal to the king has nothing to do with us." A man with a vicissitudes of life, a messy beard and long hair, wearing half-old plate armor, walked out of the team. Listening to the voice, it seemed very Young.
“I am Roland, the current king of Raglan. I have inherited the mantle of the empire. I swear that I will lead my people to glory and rebuild the empire. I understand that you have lived a hard life these years, wandering so much. It has not been easy for you after so many years. Now that you have returned to your homeland, I hope you can give me a chance to make up for you, and I also ask you to give yourself a chance to come back. Lagrand needs you to return home," Roland said in an emotional voice. He said affectionately to the crowd below the city.
“The nobles of Liar’s time also said so, hoping that we could stay and resist until the end, but even though so many of us died, nothing could protect us. We need your compensation, we just hope you can give us some supplies and we will go to Gondor." This young man with long golden hair stood up. He was silent for a while and then shouted excitedly towards the city.
"So what about those so-called nobles who deceived you? They all died on the battlefield, right? No big lord retreated. They and the warriors of the empire poured their blood on the entire North. You are also a noble, aren't you? Raise your head Do you dare to look at this flying dragon flag? Do you still remember what the coat of arms of a nobleman looks like? Do you still remember the glory of being a nobleman? Look down at your armor. If it wasn't ripped off from a dead man, you should be able to understand that. The meaning of the coat of arms on the chest is the glory of the nobility." Roland rebuked angrily. He found that the young man's plate armor actually had the coat of arms of the nobility. If he hadn't ripped it off from a dead person, then his ancestors would have been at least duke-level. Character
Although the plate armor is a bit old, it does not feel dilapidated under the erosion of the years. The noble coat of arms on the chest has long lost its bright color, but the dim coat of arms has not. Isn't it a accumulation of heritage?
"The Wandering Lion" Kaslo's pupils shrank for an instant, and then he turned his head sharply to look at Ormsk, only to find that Ormsk also raised his head and looked at him in shock. .
"You recognized that family?" Kaslow was trembling with excitement.
"How could this family still have descendants? They should perish with Laglan City." "Yeah," Ormsk took a breath and said in horror.
"Alas, the glory of the King's Lion Family has been trampled under your feet and lost," Roland said solemnly, looking at the lonely figure.
Obviously Roland recognized that coat of arms at a glance. Who in the world did not recognize the king in the game back then? The Lion Duke who ruled the Lagrand Empire of the Lion family led 1,000 gold men in the defense of Lagrand City. The peerless existence of the Lion Knights that attacked an army of millions of Orcs. That coat of arms, together with the Raglan dragon flag, suppressed an era. Although it is not clear what kind of memory the system instilled in them in this world, what this wandering lion has The meaning will never change.
“You don’t know anything and you have no right to ask me.No matter how much we pay for this country, the King's Lion family has already shed their blood for this country and this land. My ancestor is the only one left alive in the entire duchy. Everyone in the family is dead." The young man roared angrily, like a An angry lion.
“The emperor is also dead. All the great lords in Raglan are left with only one person. The inheritance of the emperor’s blood has been cut off. Who knows who knows who knows that no one in the royal family survives. Who knows what will happen in the end. The Royal Knights guard the last royal bloodline. Ragland died in the battle. There is no royal family anymore. If even the royal family is killed in the battle, then what can you complain about the grand dukes and kings who died in the battle? Now there are people with royal blood flowing in their bodies. There are only two people left," Roland yelled with a splitting eye.
This is why Roland flew the flag of the Lagland Kingdom instead of the imperial flag, because there is no longer a royal family in the world that has the blood of the emperor. , the system just told Roland that his bloodline comes from the royal family of the Rovanian Kingdom. There is no royal family in the entire Middle-earth. Please remember to collect it. The latest and fastest website without anti-theft is free to find books and add books. You can add qq group 952868558