"Oh! Dragon God! Be gentle! The tail feathers of those arrows are very fragile! Don't slam them upright on the ground! Soldiers, please lay them horizontally, okay?"
"Damn it! What are you doing? Why are there water stains on these armors? How many times have I told you to keep them dry and cool? Good that you did it, but as for drying them? I could already shower in them!"
When Roland arrived at the warehouse, he immediately heard the incessant chatter of a certain wise man.
"Hey! Lord Yun Feng, I need you to help me allocate supplies for the expedition to Moria. The soldiers' armor and arrows need to be refurbished or replenished!" Roland shouted from afar.
"Oh! God! You have no sense of propriety, the Dragon God will not recognize people like you! Can't you see that I am coordinating the supplies? That damn king threw all these to me, and took his girls away to have a life of debauchery! Ha! Finally you remembered to go on an expedition to Moria?" Yun Feng wrote furiously without even looking up, recording every piece of supplies that entered the warehouse.
"Soldiers! Stop looking around! Get to work! We're running out for time! That bastard is going to go on an expedition in a week, and we have to do our best to ensure they have enough supplies. After all, the orcs in the Misty Mountains won't give them any!" Yun Feng said unhappily, looking at a few somewhat foolish soldiers.
"Um, Lord Yun Feng, I think you should look behind you..." the soldier stammered.
"Behind me? The messengers sent by the great king? Oh! Dragon God! What else can they do besides urging me to ask for this and that? I am the most miserable person in the entire kingdom! The Lagrang oxen that plow the fields don't work as hard as I do!" Yun Feng complained.
"Hey! Messenger, tell the king that I am preparing supplies for him! Tell him to stop... stop... rushing him. Oh! Dragon God! Your Highness, your arrival has brought honor to this humble place!" Yun Feng turned his head and saw the bastard he was talking about staring at him with a face as dark as ink.
"You didn't hear anything just now, right?" Yun Feng clapped his hands and said flatteringly.
"No, actually I heard everything! I didn't expect that I was so unbearable in your heart?" Roland sighed, feeling a sense of failure.
"Oh! Then you must have heard it wrong. I was just praising your civil and military achievements and singing the praises of your merits! The soldiers here can testify to this! Right! The loyal soldiers of the kingdom!" Yun Feng emphasized the word loyalty.
"Ah, yes, yes! Lord Yun Feng is indeed praising you..."
"Yes, yes, he keeps praising you!"
Under the threat of a certain wise man's gaze, all the soldiers started to speak nonsense with their eyes open.
"Enough, I'm not here to watch you perform a drama! Yun Feng, this battle is very important, I hope you can take it seriously. Our army cannot afford even a large-scale casualties. Now that the kingdom has just settled down, I don't want any waves, so all supplies must be of the best. After I leave, you will be the strongest fighter in this city, I hope you can shoulder this heavy responsibility." Roland patted Yun Feng on the shoulder and said earnestly.
"...Can I refuse? You know fighting is not the alchemist's strong point." Yun Feng said with a stiff upper lip.
"But you are the only sixth-level warrior left! I have no one else to use!" Roland's words not only expressed his trust in Yun Feng, but also highlighted his current predicament.
"Renault will be stationed at Lulong Fortress to guard the south gate, and the east... is left to you!" Roland nodded at him.
"I will hand over the right to mobilize troops in the City of Rapids to you. I just hope that the city will be the same as it was when I left!" Roland said solemnly.
"Alas~ As you wish, Your Highness!" Yun Feng bowed slightly and continued to be exploited by Roland helplessly.
"I will arrange the supplies as soon as possible... the rest is up to you. Bring more soldiers. The caves there are winding and complicated, so be careful!" Yun Feng sighed and warned.
"It's useless. We can't deploy a large force in this small dungeon! Having so many soldiers is useless!" Roland shook his head. The Battle of Moria was more about the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers. The advantages of a large army could not be brought into play in the mines.
"Well, you should be able to use these invincible shield scrolls!" Yun Feng said with a painful look on his face as he took out three small golden scrolls from his space ring and handed them to Roland.
"Wow! You have such a good thing?" Roland took it in surprise and played with it in his palm.
"Don't waste it! It's very expensive! You know how to use it. After it's torn open, it can maintain an invincible shield for 30 seconds. Even the forbidden spell can't tear his defense during that period... There are only three of them! This is the treasure in the bottom of the box of our alchemist lineage." Yun Feng said reluctantly.
"Okay, I understand." Roland solemnly put away these precious scrolls. They were not just scrolls but also lives. One less of these life-saving things would be wasted.
"I hope you don't have the chance to use them..." Yun Feng glanced at Roland.
"I think so too..." Roland could no longer imagine the circumstances under which he would need to use this thing.
"By the way, do you think there is anything else you need to add about this battle?" Roland asked Yun Feng, wanting him to check and fill in the gaps for him.
"So is the Fire Demon among the targets of this battle?" Yun Feng said solemnly. The intensity of fighting with the Fire Demon and not fighting with the Fire Demon are almost two different levels.
"Of course. Do you think we dragons will let go of a murderer who killed the silver dragon? Even if it wasn't done by it." Roland shrugged. No one can stop the vengeful dragon clan.
"Then we need to prepare some fire-resistant items for the soldiers." Yun Feng rubbed his chin and suggested.
"The areas where the Fire Demons live are mostly scorching hot. Dwarves have a high resistance to fire, but humans and half-elves don't! If you don't want those precious soldiers to be burned to ashes, I suggest you give everyone a few bottles of ice blue potion! It can effectively block high temperatures and some fire damage!" Yun Feng proudly shook the small potion bottle in his hand. A ball of ice blue potion slowly flowed from this pinky-sized potion bottle...
"It's a good suggestion, but do we have that many potions?" Roland asked worriedly. With only Yun Feng as the alchemist, the potion production in Rapid City was terribly low.
"Well, you finally care about this matter. Thank God, thank you Dragon God for your favor! I started preparing when you first brought up this matter. I already have nearly a thousand potions, but these potions have used up most of my budget... In short, I have no money, and the inventory of various materials has also run out!" Yun Feng spread out his hands and said to Roland in a sarcastic tone, as if mocking Roland, the boss who didn't care about anything.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. I'll write you a transfer order right away. You can go to the castle's warehouse to get any supplies you need." Roland said apologetically.
"I have already done so, but unfortunately, our materials are almost exhausted, and the trade routes are blocked. Soon my alchemy work will be forced to stop." Yun Feng said to Roland seriously.
"I'll find a way!" Roland also realized the seriousness of the problem.
