Chapter 199: Campaign Mode

The snow-covered peaks in the distance stretch across the sky, and there is a gray-white mist sticking to the sky, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable unconsciously.

If Mu Shao'an is not mistaken, this should be the remnant vein of the Middle-earth World of the Lord of the Rings that stretches from the Misty Mountains, because it is covered with snow, so it is also called the White Mountains, or the White Mountains.

"It seems that the aristocratic family I was born into is really very remote. ”

Ser Wren Jr. led three hundred Fierce Iron Horsemen to chase forty or fifty miles north in one go, except for a few orcs who escaped, the rest of the orcs and most of the viruses were killed.

This is good news, but the bad news is that Mu Shao'an's previous judgment was wrong, there is no half-orc lair nearby, or in other words, the half-orc's lair is in the White Mountain Range, where it is the base camp, and it is the place with the most viruses.

"Little city lord, this place is very unlucky. ”

The three butchers obviously had a clear understanding of the situation in the Lord of the Rings, and at this time, they pointed to the white mountains in the distance and said: "According to the map in the Lord of the Rings, from here to the west, is the Linlai River, and some distance further on, is the famous Fagon Forest, where in 23 years, Boromo, the son of the regent of the Gondor Kingdom, will die." As for now, it should be the time when the orcs are rampant, most of these orcs have died since the end of the battle of the Five Armies, a small number of them have moved south, some of them are in the Misty Mountains, but more are gathered near this white mountain range, and they will be subdued by the white-robed wizard Saruman in the future, or, now, these half-orcs are already Saruman's subordinates. ”

"Look at this large flat grassland, it's winter now, and I can't see any life, but if it's summer, it's definitely rich and rich, but the lords and herdsmen of the Rohan Kingdom have fled this place, the little city lord, your cheap dad and cheap castle are probably the northernmost residents of the Rohan Kingdom, and it's no wonder that on the first day of our birth, we were attacked by the orcs, I think you spent a lot of growth points in exchange for this castle, not to mention the establishment of the Ring Team, even this winter can't survive this year. ”

The groom also nodded at this time:

"That's right, Fang Cai still escaped a lot of viruses, as long as they escape back to the White Mountains, they will soon be able to lead more viruses and half-orcs to make a comeback, but then again, little city lord, the subordinates you just summoned are very powerful, and I think it's a little familiar, isn't that the Falcon Knight Wren in Pande's prophecy world?"

"It's that great-grandson, let's go back first, this matter will be discussed in the long run, if possible, we must contact the Menglin Legion as soon as possible. Mu Shaoan retracted his gaze and said lightly.

The Dream Forest Legion is the main legion that enters the Lord of the Rings, and for a team like them, the planners must have already had various plans to deal with unexpected accidents, and there must also be a very clear assembly location.

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The night was dark and the bonfires were blazing.

A four-like banquet is being held in the humble castle, there is no way, this shabby castle, the cold winter, the shortage of materials, Mu Shao'an emptied the castle's storage room in the name of the young city lord, and used gold coins to loot the winter storage of all the castle residents, so that he could barely make up for tonight's dinner.

It's embarrassing.

And the 300 Foxy Iron Riders he summoned with the Talisman were not paper men, but living Biao-shaped men, and even the Foxy Mounts needed extremely rich food.

This is a very serious and very real problem.

"Little city lord, why don't you follow us, you look at this noble status you exchanged, and an empty castle, what's the use, I bet that the assembly place of the Menglin Legion must be located in Gondor, and only Minas Tirith, which is rich in products and known as the most prosperous in the Lord of the Rings, can support millions of troops. The butcher suggested loudly as he gnawed on a large piece of his elbow.

In their opinion, even if Mu Shao'an had 300 Fierce Iron Riders, he would not be able to support it without food and grass, and once the virus led more orcs to rush out of the White Mountain Range, it would be a catastrophe.

"How many growth points do you still have?"

Mu Shao'an pondered for a while, and then asked, in fact, if you choose the human race, 1,000 growth points are more than enough, and you can even be born directly to the designated place.

For example, the Menglin Legion, as a team, their individual will is lower than the team's will, so when they make those choices, the first thing they have to ensure is to assemble, and only a large-scale assembly can fight against ten times the enemy.

But the three butchers were born into this ghost place where rabbits don't, so there must be any remaining growth points in their hands.

As soon as these words came out, the three butchers looked embarrassed, and then shook their heads and said: "Little city lord, growth points are precious, we do have surplus, but we can't take them out, this thing can be exchanged for a lot of good things in the city of elves or in Minas Tilis City." ”

Mu Shao'an glanced at the three of them, and said lightly: "I didn't say that I wanted you to take out growth points, I just wanted to tell you that killing the virus doesn't seem to have growth points, but after completing a campaign, there are growth points to get, and the higher the completion of the campaign, the richer the rewards, for example, we just got a total of 120 growth points in the campaign reward." ”

"And such a good thing?" the eyes of the three butchers lit up at once.

"The three of you have also participated in the battle to defend this castle, and I will give you 10 growth points each, I hope it is not too little. Mu Shao'an continued to speak slowly.

The butcher's eyes rolled for a moment, and then the groom asked pointedly, "Little city lord, how can you be qualified to start a campaign?"

"First of all, you have to have the status of a nobleman, or a royal family, or a king, to be qualified to launch a campaign, if you are a civilian, even if five hundred civilians gather together and encounter a thousand viruses, it is not a battle, you don't really think that the choice I made before is meaningless?

Mu Shaoan smiled slightly, this is the benefit of identity, civilians seem to be very free, and there are a lot of remaining points, but this world is based on royal power and nobility.

The right to speak, the right to judge, are in the hands of the aristocracy.

"Isn't the identity of the elf?" asked the tailor.

"There are also commoners and nobles among the elves, man, remember the commoner female elf that Legolas liked?"

The three butchers were silent, and after a long time, the butcher still raised his head and said, "But how do you solve the grain and grass?"

"This is indeed a problem, so I want to ask the three of you to go to Oldberg to buy supplies, and gather a wave of friendly troops by the way, don't forget, this is just the beginning, if at this stage, we don't defend the power in our hands to launch a campaign, once we are displaced and chased by the virus, it will be too late to regret it, what the role of growth points is not clear at present, but it is very precious, three, do you want to leave overnight, Oldberg is less than three hundred miles away from here, closer than the mountain fortress of Irados, the capital of Rohan, and it is also rich in products, I think there will definitely be many like-minded allies along the way, success or failure is only a thought. Mu Shaoan continued to walk leisurely.

"Okay, you give me a hundred Fierce Iron Riders, and the three of us set off overnight. The butcher said fiercely.

"I'm sorry, but I won't give you a Fierce Iron Rider, all I can give you is all the gold in this castle, good luck. ”

"Little city lord, isn't this right?" said the groom with a wry smile, "It's a dangerous journey. ”

"But I'm more dangerous here, you can still run away when you are in danger, I don't even have a chance to escape, everyone, be decisive, the big war is coming, the blood is raging, there is no room for bargaining. Mu Shaoan's gaze swept over the three butchers and said slowly.

"Okay! Lao Tzu originally came with the idea of fighting to the death, boy, you better not disappoint us, at the latest, in ten days, we will return with supplies. The butcher thumped the gnawed bones away, pushed the door open and walked into the darkness, and the groom and the tailor hesitated for a few seconds before leaving.

Mu Shaoan looked at their backs with a silent expression.

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The carcasses of fifty giant wolves were brought back and skinned for flesh, and the inhabitants of this castle turned away from these evil beasts, and did not eat them at all, but burned them directly.

But Mu Shaoan didn't care, he had to feed his 300 fierce iron horses.

And each of those giant wolves weighed more than 2,000 catties, and the wolf meat taken down was enough to support it for a while.

"My lord, my subordinates just discovered that there are enemy scouts haunting the castle, and my subordinates guess that the enemy will not give up, so we have to prepare early. ”

Xiao Ren respectfully came to Mu Shao'an's side to report.

"What do you think?"

"Well, this, my subordinates think that we must forcibly recruit a group of peasants, seize the time to strengthen the city walls, and build traps outside the walls, but in the end, our forces are still a little stretched, if I have another five hundred iron cavalry, I dare to guarantee that within three hundred miles north of the castle, any enemy who dares to offend will be torn apart by us. ”

Mu Shaoan smiled bitterly, this is the problem, in the world of the Three Kingdoms, because it is a strategic farming model, it is easy to cut down trees and farm, the wheat is ripe in fifteen days, and the soldiers can recruit a lot of them every day.

But in this Lord of the Rings world, everything has to be as normal, the fields are not to mention the harvest once a year, and they are still very barren, and if a few kilograms of seeds are thrown down, fifty kilograms can be recovered in the autumn, which is a great joy.

Worst of all, the food in the territory stone space can't be taken out.

It's a completely raw hell mode.

In this case, the sea of rioters is simply a dream.

With a sigh, Mu Shao'an summoned the thief Tal, who was as fat as a pig.

"Boss, do you have orders?"

"Go and find a way to get me a batch of food, if you can't get it, it doesn't matter, do you see that big field outside, from next year, you will reclaim all this wasteland for me. Anyway, it's up to you. ”