The mist lifted, and the guards at Jeffrey's castle saw a building being erected under the hill, and a mound piled up in front of the Glinton's camp, and above the mound was a wooden tower.

"It's terrible." The guard looked at the wooden tower, which was almost parallel to the wall, and he hurried down the wall to report to the nobles.

"What, the Gringtons have built a tower as tall as a city wall." The nobles were astonished when they heard this, and they hurriedly followed the guards to the city wall, and sure enough, they saw the building described by the guards.

"Hey, hey, hey." Dozens of craftsmen and serfs on the hill were pouring cement into the plate, and the nobles of Jeffrey did not understand what was happening, but they were aware of the crisis.

"Report to the lord immediately." The slightly older nobleman immediately said to his companion.

"But Jeffrey sealed the doors and windows of the main tower, and he wouldn't open them when we knocked." The nobles said anxiously and angrily.

"Even if you break the wooden door open, you have to tell him about it." The older nobleman sensed that Bruce was different from his previous enemies, and he said categorically.

The nobles had no way to gather in front of the main tower, of course they couldn't really break through the wooden door of the main tower, they could only knock on the wooden door desperately, and shouted for Jeffrey to see what was happening outside, but it was useless for the nobles to shout and cut their throats, and there was no movement in the main tower.

"Damn bastard, that's a lord." The nobles cursed, but there was nothing they could do.

Bruce didn't know what was happening in the castle, so he had the craftsmen and soldiers build the siege tower, this time with a tight defense around the site to prevent further raids.

"Lord Baron, the young man who raided has woken up." At this time, Stukov strode up to Bruce and said to him.

"Oh, I heard the day before yesterday that he had a high fever from his wound, and I thought he was finished." Bruce turned to Stukov and said that in this era, there are no anti-inflammatory drugs such as penicillin, once you are injured by a sword, you can only rely on the body's own immune system to resist, and not every soldier can be lucky enough to survive the torture of high fever.

"Lord God willing, this young man has finally survived." Sir Wayne made a gesture of prayer, even from a hostile camp, but it did not affect his appreciation of the brave nobleman.

Bruce asked Edward to continue to supervise the work, and led Stukov and the others to the tent where the young nobleman was being held, and when he entered, he saw the young nobleman lying on the hay and coarse linen blankets, they smelled the rust of blood, but the young nobleman's body had been scrubbed, and a servant bandaged his wounds with boiled linen at Bruce's request.

"Uh-huh." The young nobleman groaned, and he struggled to look up at Bruce and the other nobles.

"You don't have to get up, this is Locke's baron, Lord Bruce." Sir Wayne told him that though the young nobleman was a prisoner, he should be well cared for according to the etiquette of war between nobles, so that when Bruce became a prisoner, he would be treated with the same courtesy.

"Thank you." The young nobleman said gratefully.

"You don't have to thank me, you should thank the Baron, who decided to treat you with honor." Sir Wayne addressed the young nobleman.

"What's your name?" Bruce had been observing the young nobleman, he originally thought that most of the nobles were like his elder brother, completely like a son, but he didn't expect this young nobleman to be so brave.

"I'm Ken from the Kevin family, and my father is Simon. Kevin, I'm his second son. Ken said to Bruce.

"Ken yes? You are a valiant warrior, and your father should be proud of you. Bruce nodded, and he said to Ken.

"Ugh." Ken also observes Bruce, who is standing in the tent, the baron who rules the Locke family, who is so young, that it is Bruce who has forced the Kin-Lovers into the castle and dare not fight.

"What's wrong?" Bruce asked curiously as he saw Ken's gaze on his face.

"I didn't expect you to be so young, Lord Baron." Ken smiled bitterly and said to Bruce.

"Oh, you're also very young, I didn't expect you to dare to raid my army, aren't you really afraid that I will cut off your head?" Bruce smiled and jokingly said to Ken.

"I never think about it that much on the battlefield, it's just a pity!" Ken looked at the roof of the tent and said regretfully.

"What a pity?" Bruce asked curiously.

"If the adults in the castle take the opportunity to fight, I am sure that I will drive you away, no, I may kill you." Ken looked at Bruce again and said slowly, as if he raised his voice, and couldn't help but touch the wound, so he coughed violently a few times, and his face looked very painful.

"Bold fellow, if it weren't for the mercy of the Baron, you would have been in a different place." Stukov shouted a shout-out.

"Hahaha, what a brave man, it's just a pity that you chose the wrong camp." Bruce laughed, and he couldn't help but like the frank young nobleman, so he said to him.

"That's not necessarily, although I didn't defeat you, but the lords are in the castle, I'm afraid no one can help anyone, I propose that it is better to conclude a peace treaty and both sides call off the army and return?" Ken said to Bruce without giving up.

"Really? Unfortunately, Jeffrey was nothing more than a rabbit hiding in a tree hole to me, and I would get him as soon as I reached out and grabbed him. Bruce raised his hand and said to Ken disapprehantly.

"Rabbits? Lord Baron, you are too arrogant. Ken smiled bitterly again, the corners of his mouth twitched, because the wound was so hot and painful that he couldn't feel the pain of the wound at all when he was on the battlefield, but at this time, his whole body seemed to be gnawed by countless ants.

"You don't believe it, ha, let's see!" Bruce smiled, and after saying that, regardless of whether Ken could understand or not, he lifted the tent curtain and walked out, and Stukov and the others left after Bruce.

"Do you have any message for your family, if the ransom is paid, you should be home soon." Sir Wayne was the last to leave, and he spoke to Ken before leaving the tent.

"Ransom?" Ken fell into deep thought.

"That's right, this is a war between the Baron and Lord Jeffrey, you are just doing your duty as a vassal, there is no blood feud between us, as long as the ransom is paid, Lord Baron will release him." Sir Wayne said to Ken according to the law of war between nobles.

"Well, I'll ask a messenger to come back with my token and message, and I'll ask you to set a ransom amount!" Ken nodded and said to Sir Wayne.