"Stop! Who are you? ”

The enemy consciously retreated ten kilometers after the arrival of reinforcements, a full fifteen kilometers from the castle, where they set up camp and were very well defended, as can be seen from the sentries at this gate.

The sentry's rebuke attracted the attention of the knight in charge of guarding the doorway, and he got up from the blanket spread on the ground and walked to the door.

He looked at the group and said politely: "This is the military camp of the Earl of Surveysville, please explain your intention, identity, and purpose!" ”

The Count looked at the Ruji clerk beside him, and the Ruji clerk said: "In front of you is the legitimate ruler of Dülenburg, the holder of the title of Count of Dülenburg, the Count of Loire!" ”

"The purpose of our trip is to negotiate with the Earl of Consville about the time of the battle!" The clerk didn't drink the knight to explain much, just to explain his identity and purpose.

The knight glanced at them, as if to confirm the identity of all of them, and then said, "I'm sorry, but I have to go and ask the Earl first, please wait here for a while!" ”

"They're definitely here to make an appointment, so you have to cooperate with them!" When the Earl of Consville heard the news, he smiled and said to the knight beside him.

"Oh, dear Count of Loire, long time no see, although this time we may have to meet on the battlefield, but I still want to entertain you here again, please receive your hospitality!" The Count of Conceville looked at the Count of Loire as if he had seen an old friend whom he had not seen for many years, and seemed to have a rather enthusiastic attitude.

"No need Earl Consville, I am here to make an appointment with you, and I hope that we can abide by the rules between the saints and let the Holy Father decide the victory or defeat between us!" Said the Count of Loire.

"Of course, I am also a devout believer in the Holy Father, please come in first to speak!" The Count of Conceville pointed to the tent behind him and spoke to the Count of Loire and the vassals behind him.

A dozen people walked into the tent, and the knight stayed outside the tent like this, only two people could follow in, and the same was true for each other inside the tent.

There were more than a dozen people on both sides, sitting on either side of a long table, and they all looked at each other with hateful eyes, and for a moment the scene became tense.

"This is the Fox of Denlenburg, Baron William!" As soon as the Earl of Consville sat down, he looked at William and asked curiously.

"Uh...... That's right, he's my vassal, Baron William! The Count of Loire hesitated for a moment, then introduced him.

"It's an honor to let you hear my name!" William stood up from his chair and nodded at the Earl of Sconsville, speaking in a humble but dignified tone.

"How could I not know your name? You are the one who made my Viscount of Lausas lose his troops, and hold on to Sutton Fort for three days, and fight a bloody battle with the enemy, I don't think it will be difficult for me not to hear of you. ”

The Earl of Conceville laughed and said things that didn't look like good things, and when he said this, there happened to be a person in the other party's vassal camp whose face became gloomy, gloomy William speculated, that was Viscount Lausas.

"This is the Viscount of Lausas, I'm very sorry, I don't want to be your enemy, but each is his own master, I must be responsible to my lord, not to mention that I didn't expect to defeat you so easily, I must apologize to you for this!"

William said these words are quite damaged, you let the family lose the army and not say it, and now you still say these cool words that are cheap and obedient, doesn't this mean that the army of Viscount Lausas is vulnerable, who can be happy if you put it on it?

When he said these words, the other party's vassals were full of righteous indignation, while the aristocratic group in Denlenburg was full of ridicule, as if to say, you are not our opponent at all, and the triumphant expression made the other party angry.

"Okay, Baron William, don't say any more, show your aristocratic demeanor!" The Earl pretended to scold, stopping William's later words.

"Yes, Lord Earl, I see!" William said with a low brow.

"For this war, I want to say that this is not my intention, your patrol slaughtered my people, and I have to declare war on you in order to give an account to my people!" The Count of Conceville sat down in his chair and gestured with his hands to the Count of Loire.

"However, I am also peace-loving, and if you can compensate my subjects for the Mistral and cede the town of Sutton to me in the north, I will try to persuade my vassals and subjects to renounce the war against you."

By this time the Earl of Consville was still talking such tasteless nonsense, but it was also a tradition among the nobles, and it was canceled before the battle was made because of such an understatement proposal.

The Count of Loire was expressionless and said: "I also love peace, but the war was provoked by your people first, I must ensure the safety of my subjects and vassals, I will not agree to any of the conditions you say, so don't say more!" ”

With that, the Count ignored the sneer of the Earl of Cunsville, took a chapter of parchment from the hand of Clerk Ruggie and began to read it aloud.

"I speak of observing the rules of war between saints, and I, the rightful ruler of the region of Dülenburg and the owner of the title of Count of Dülenburg, the Count of Loire, declare that this is a war between saints, and that I will not use all kinds of intrigues against my brothers of saints, and that all matters, including war, are subject to the judgment of the Holy Father!"

"I propose that the battle take place in the Lomi Valley, where the land is relatively flat and there is enough space, do you think? The Earl of Consville? ”

William was bored and looked at the two people in front of him for the so-called discussion, as a soul from the Celestial Empire, he really couldn't adapt to this kind of talk with someone who would be the enemy in the next second.

Obviously, they should be in the mood of wanting to draw a knife and hack each other to death immediately, and they can still speak calmly, so they almost have a good drink, but there is no way, this cultural circle is like this, he has to pinch his nose to adapt.

"Very good, I have no opinion!" The Earl of Consville smiled and agreed.

I don't know why, William looked at the Earl of Carsville and smiled, and there was always a sense of meaning, as if there was something hidden in the middle.

"Since you agree, please sign this document with your own name and a seal that represents your family."

As he spoke, the Count of Loire pulled out a jar of bright red ink, dipped it in the ring with his family's coat of arms on his hand, pressed it, and then took a charcoal pen and signed his name.

The Earl of Connsville did the same, and stamped his coat of arms and signed his name, in two copies, which were to be kept separately by the two men.