Game In Middle Earth 34 Chapter 34.

He stared at a random dunedain among his men to see his statistics.

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Name: Hirluin.

Ident.i.ty: member of the team of rangers of the Dunedain Camp of Aldarion.

Occupation: Ranger.

Level: 10.

Combat strength: 32 points. (attack/defense comprehensive index, the standard civilian combat power value is 1)

Consumption: 2 Units of Grain per Day.

Equipment: Black linen clothes, Leather armor, Iron sword, Flatbow.

Evaluation: A true ranger from the north. The rangers of the north are the elite among humans. It is considered that one of these warriors counts as ten normal soldiers.

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'Wow! My soldiers are very strong...' - It was the first thing Aldarion thought when read his statistics.

"System. Don´t the soldiers have more statistics?" - He asked.

"Ding! No, soldiers do not require more statistics to do their job."

"That is, if I convert them to another task, can they acquire new statistics?"

"Ding! Right. If the user grants them the position of general, civil servant or scholar, a statistics menu will appear, similar to the one you have seen in Duihir."

'Hmmmm... Interesting...' - Aldarion was meditating after hearing the response of the system.

"Is there any way to improve my soldiers?" - He asked.

"Ding! Of course. Each time a soldier raises his combat strength by one point. In turn, when a soldier reaches level ten he can be upgraded in the barracks."

"Since these ranguers are at level ten, can I update them again?" - Aldarion was thrilled after hearing the explanation of the system, so he could not help but ask quickly.

"Ding! I'm not afraid, user. It is true that a soldier in level ten can be improved, but these soldiers have reached the maximum level of updating. They are considered to be elite soldiers." - At this point, the enthusiasm of Aldarion disappeared, but he did not get depressed, because he knew he had soldiers very difficult to match. - "The only way to be able to update them again would be to get a special soldier update, which would grant them the t.i.tle of special troops, like a royal guard. But the user still does not meet the requirements to do so."

'Cool! Then, in the future, I can count on very strong soldiers. I wonder what requirements do I need to get the special soldier upgrade.' - Aldarion got motivated again and decided that he had to get that update to get stronger.

After this, Aldarion did not take long time to fully explore the interface, and, as he had no further doubts, he parked the subject and decided to start chatting with Duihir.

Actually, he did not explore the entire interface. There was a statistics section of the town, but, since he had not yet seen the town and he was not related to it, he decided to wait and see it once he returned to the camp.

His current mission is to defeating the army of tribal leader, and with that same name the system had given him a mission.

Aldarion was very motivated. On the one hand, he could take revenge on this battle and on the other, he could get a lot of experience, which would make him much stronger.

From what the system had told him, each time one of his men defeated an enemy, a part of the experience that he got was a.s.signed to him, so it was not even necessary for him to kill more enemies.

Time flew during these days of travel. During the march, Aldarion was dedicated to talk with Duihir, he would inform about on how the situation in the camp was. He also talked about his brother Aravorn and how he was. Finally, Duihir helped him to build friends.h.i.+p and camaraderie with the rest of the dunedains present.

Sometimes, when they stopped to rest, he also tried to start conversations with Feladrias and Barab. Aldarion thought that, if he did, he would break down barriers between them, and that would help for the future battle.

We must mention that dwarfs and elves, even belonging to the side of good, did not get along. Moreover, in the past, they came to fight among themselves. That dwarfs have come to ask from elves for help, indicated that the danger that laid ahead was more than they could bear, and that elves helped them was only because it was also a threat for them.

Along the way, Aldarion knew that the defense would not take place in Belegost, but out of the mountain, in the plain. This was because, even though the defenses of the city were impressive, the city could not accommodate an army that was not a dwarf, or at least that's what Barab said.

Aldarion suspected that dwarfs of Belegost did not trust elves and they preferred to lose the defensive advantage. Against this Aldarion could not fight, because it was typical of the stubbornness of dwarfs, so he decided not to say anything.

Among his thoughts was. - 'How many enemies are we going to face?' - this idea ran through his mind many times, to generate some fear inside.

It was necessary to indicate that the dwarves had a very good equipment, and their warriors were among the most tenacious and hardest of the Middle Earth. Therefore, the only thing that came to mind that could create problems is that the number of enemies is excessive.

The main problem of the dwarves was their population. Dwarfs found it very difficult to reproduce, so their population increased very slowly. The numbers would always be his weak point.

"Tell me, Duihir. Do not you think I'm taking you to death?" - The growing fear led Aldarion to ask him this question.

"My Lord, you do not have to worry, we will be victorious. Also, if one of our brothers dies, or even I die, we will have died for a just cause. To defend our people."

"I have no doubt that we will be victorious. What I do not want is to have unnecessary losses. I need you to carry out my plans."

"Plans, my lord? What future do you have planned?" - He asked with intrigue Duihir.

"Tell me Duihir... Have you ever wanted to have a homeland, a place to call home?"