There was silence in the tent at this time, and everyone seemed to be shocked by the price offered by William.

The people of Zhongchekel looked shocked, but Chief Tyriro still did not react, and looked at William blankly, as if he did not know the meaning of William's words.

After all, although the middle Cheker was defeated on the other side at this time, they still have a lot of strength here, and in his opinion, William would not make such an excessive request at all.

Yes, this seemed to them to be quite excessive, not to mention the cession of pasture and the payment of iron, but the amount of livestock that he had made, which they could scarcely afford.

That's 4,000 horses, 9,000 oxen, and 50,000 sheep, which is already one-fifth of the livestock owned by the entire Middle Chekr tribe.

How long will it take for such numbers to recover, and in any case, they will not be willing to pay such a price.

Not to mention that William also made a condition for the cession of pasture, which they never even thought William would make.

The heads of the Middle-Chekers present were furious, as if their parents had died, no, such conditions were even worse than the death of their parents, and if they could, they would rather kill their own parents with their own hands to reduce the price they had to pay.

The Sichekr people, on the other hand, were looking at the situation with a smile on their faces, although they were all Chekers, but more than a hundred years of division had long since separated them, and there was no pressure to gloat at this time.

Moreover, there were definitely many more people who died at the hands of the Centeckels than at the hands of the Lordes, and the Centeceks were their enemies in the sea of blood.

Although they may not be able to gain much this time, they are still very happy to weaken the enemy, not to mention that it is not the greatest benefit to be able to weaken the Middle Chercians to the point that they cannot attack themselves?

With this mentality, the Sicherkers looked with great interest at the mourning Centecker people, who today participated in the negotiations purely as spectators.

"Dear Earl William, I have come to accept your negotiations sincerely, so I hope you also have a certain sincerity, don't play tricks on us!"

Chief Tiliro looked at Chief Mutus, who was looking at him with a mocking little face, and his heart was about to explode, but helplessly, the situation was stronger than people, and he was not qualified to be angry now.

"Oh! Dear Chief Tirirlo, I have come to negotiate with you with great sincerity, and I wonder what makes you think I'm playing tricks on you? ”

William began to learn the emphasis of the nouveau riche nouveau riche of Lorde, speaking to Chief Tyriro in those exaggerated and sensual tones.

"I'm sorry, honorable Earl William, I really can't accept this kind of condition you offered, such a condition is really too difficult for a strong man, if I really have to pay you so much, my rule may be shaken because of this!"

Looking at William, who was still unmoved, Chief Tyrirlo's face was slightly gloomy, and he said: "If you still send one like this, then unfortunately, I will definitely lead 300,000 Middle Chekers to resist desperately!" ”

Listening to Chief Tyrillo's words, William raised an eyebrow and did not speak.

"We haven't suffered much in strength, and besides, we are able to mobilize a large number of troops among our subjects, I hope you don't go too far!"

Chief Tiliro was weak, so he began to make a slight threat, and it was true that among the more than 300,000 people in Zhongcheker, seventy or eighty thousand troops could be mobilized for war, but among those people would be mixed with a large number of old and weak, and even underage children would join the war, which would be a great blow to their race.

If they are really desperate to mobilize troops, not to mention, although William is a little difficult to deal with, but he is really not afraid, not to mention the elite army directly under his hands, there are thirty or forty thousand militias trained in his territory alone, and then there can be a lot of mobilization.

But in that case, it is basically equivalent to his construction for so long, all his efforts will be in vain, and the war will destroy everything.

In the face of his threat, William's face remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "It is true that you can still mobilize a lot of troops, but don't forget, I also have my most loyal ally, the clan led by Chief Mutus!" ”

"Besides, my feudal lord, the rightful ruler of the kingdom of Tskema, the great King of Brolin, will not sit idly by and watch me be invaded!"

After William said this, it was righteous and awe-inspiring, as if he had really been invaded.

and completely ignoring the fact that he himself was plundering other people's territory.

Chief Tyriro looked helpless at his shameless words, and he felt the urge to vomit blood.

Hard no, he had to soften his attitude again and negotiate with William.

After two days of squabbling, the final terms of the armistice were finally set.

One thousand two hundred horses, four thousand oxen, and thirty thousand sheep, and were redeemed at the price of forty silver coins for the regular army, sixty silver coins for each of the chieftains, three hundred silver coins for the chieftains, and one thousand silver coins for the Samuel, all over nine thousand silver coins, and all the checkpoints on the road were opened, and no tax was levied on the merchants of Denlenburg.

Not only that, but they were to cede a sixty-kilometer area around the Zaremu Pasture to William as his lawful domain.

William took the parchment, first signed his name on it, and then handed the treaty to Chief Tyrillo.

Chief Tyriro took the pact in front of him, the one that made them bleed, and signed his name on it, enduring the pain of dripping blood.

The handover went smoothly, and after the nine thousand silver coins worth of gold and silver were handed over by the middle Cheker, all the captives were returned.

Looking at the embarrassed Samur in front of him, a trace of distress flashed on Chief Tillero's face, after all, he was his most important son.

"I've let you down, father......"

Mutus's voice became deeper and lower, and when he looked at his father, who was beginning to grow old, the sadness in his heart suddenly erupted, and finally the huge strong man cried like a child, and his liver and intestines were broken.

William, on the other hand, led his troops to Denlenburg, and the victorious soldiers seemed to be very relaxed and marched quite quickly.

In this battle, the victory was quite easy, and there was no bitter battle like before, except for the loss of more than 300 Denlenburg soldiers and light infantry in the face of the enemy's cavalry charge, it was the loss of the army of the nobles.

Nine knights were killed, more than twenty knights were seriously wounded, and eight of them were disabled for life and could no longer fight as knights.

This time, William was not going to give them that much pension, but to give them the option of two Chekel slaves for the families of the dead soldiers, or twenty silver coins.

Soldiers who have made meritorious contributions can choose to get a piece of arable land, which belongs to them in terms of property rights, and only one percent of the tax is collected, which is regarded as a homesteaders.