It was only then that Charles finally realized where that strange familiarity came from. The face under the winged helmet turned out to be the "model merchant" William Brown, who had fled from Reild with him. Boston.

"Isn't he a big businessman, how did he suddenly become the commander of Swadia's reinforcements?" Charles lowered his head, secretly confused. But no matter how many doubts he had in his heart, he would not be able to rashly go up and recognize William and ask questions. After all, he is now a member of Rhodok's army, and if he goes forward to talk to senior generals of other countries so stupidly, he knows that there will be no good fruit to eat in the end.

Just as Charles kept his head down, his mind constantly speculating about all possibilities, the two people in the room began to talk again.

"So, you're from the Boston family."

In the cold wind, King Griffos looked directly into William's eyes and said this with a little confusion. Then he turned his head slightly, and exchanged glances with the vassals behind him.

Unfortunately, however, none of them had ever heard of such a family, and they were full of doubts about whether it even existed, so they naturally could not answer the king's doubts.

Since he could not get an answer from them, King Griffos was not discouraged, turned his head, stared at William with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Well, Mr. William, since we have made an agreement, should you tell Haraus what he wants!" Listen, don't tell me anything about the brotherly state, I've dealt with him all my life, and I know that he wants to rip out my heart and bones when he gets the chance. So let's hurry up and tell me what you want, it's better than the endless entanglement afterwards! ”

William smiled at him, but didn't answer, just looked at the crowd behind him. Naturally, Griffos understood his intentions, and after a little thought, he said, "You stand back, and I will talk to Mr. William in detail." ”

Count Atlas took the brunt of the attack: "Your Majesty, although this gentleman says that he is Harlaus's nephew, but how do we know if what he said is true?" Besides, this man has entered our country without any notice, how do we know if he really wants to cooperate with us! Your Majesty, think twice for your safety! ”

As soon as his words fell, everyone else began to echo him, and the atmosphere of distrust began to slowly spread, and the soldiers behind him began to tense again.

William ignored the scene, just looked at them with a smile on his face, waiting for their final decision.

After a while, Griffos finally made up his mind, he waved his hand to stop everyone's argument: "Although I am old now, but waiting for four or five people still can't hurt me, now that we are in the center, and the soldiers on both sides have all retreated a hundred meters, what danger can there be?" Now that we've decided to ally with the Swadiaans, why not give them enough credit? ”

Seeing that the ministers still wanted to say more, Graves stopped them with a slash in the air with his left hand: "Okay, it's decided, pass the order, let all of our people retreat a hundred meters, understand!" ”

He paused, ignored the vassals behind him, and said to William in front of him: "Mr. William, I have shown the sincerity of our Rhodoks, is it time for us to show the sincerity of your Swadians?" ”

William bowed slightly, and said elegantly: "Of course, as you wish, my lord." ”

William stretched out his hand and gestured a few times to the Swadians behind him, and there was no verbal communication between them, but almost all of them immediately reflected what to do, and kept the formation and retreated in an orderly manner, looking at the distance of no more, no less, exactly a hundred meters.

When almost all the nobles and generals of Rhodoc saw this scene, a trace of surprise and solemnity flashed in their eyes unconsciously.

Can we really win against such an army?

This thought came to the minds of more than one person, and even Charles, who was standing in the distance and had not yet been able to figure out the situation, could not help but be secretly impressed by such an army.

"My lord, we Svadias have also shown our sincerity, so can we continue talking?"

The soldiers on both sides retreated a hundred meters each, and King Graves' vassals and guards also retreated a certain distance, and it was only then that William opened his mouth again.

Graves nodded, the scene just now touched him a lot, he couldn't look at the young man in front of him with the eyes of a "novice" anymore - this guy was really a bit difficult to deal with.

"Very well, my lord, my uncle, His Majesty the Great Harlaus, has a simple request, and that is that Rhodok will return the town of Gruenward, which belonged to us in Swadia, and the town of Selindil. And in the war that follows, whoever captures the castle belongs to whomever it is, I hope you can agree. And ......"

Before William could finish speaking, Griffos rejected him categorically: "This can't be! The Rhodoks would never cede their own territory! Mr. William, I am now really very skeptical of the so-called sincerity of your Swadians. Well, let's find out, if I'm not mistaken, autumn is coming in five months, and I think those Kugit brutes should come down again to fight the autumn wind, aren't you allied with us because of this? “

William argued: "The Kujits, our knights, can still handle it......"

"Oh oh, don't interrupt me, don't treat me like a fool, if your tin can heavy cavalry really can deal with those damned nomads, as you say, your annual losses won't be so great!"

Griffston paused, and then said, "I already know what Harlaus is in, don't you just hope that our spear array and crossbowmen can help you deal with the group of fellows who come and go!" Your cavalry can't keep up with them, but no amount of Kugit cavalry will break through our defenses. So listen, Mr. William, I agree to only one of the terms you are talking about, and I can only agree to this one, that is, whoever we take will own the town, and we will each according to our abilities. As for the rest, don't even think about it, I can't promise you at all. If you agree to us, you can conclude a covenant, if you don't want to, then please go, we won't send it. “

William spread his hands helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Then what else can we do, we can only agree." But one more thing, when it comes to supporting you and your army, I want you to be able to afford our supplies and medicine, which is not a rude request, is it? “

Graves smiled with satisfaction and nodded, "Yes, as long as it is clear that you are indeed helping us, then we will cover all the supplies and medicines of your Swadians." Of course, when we Rhodok soldiers help you defend against the Kujits, you Svadias will not be without our supplies and medicines! “

William stretched out his right hand: "A word? “

King Griffos gripped it hard: "A word is a certainty!" “

After a brief battle, they let go of their right hands, which were secretly competing with each other, and turned their horses towards their respective armies.

Griffos walked forward expressionlessly, but his heart blossomed, the terrifying Mamluk heavy cavalry of the Salanders finally had someone to deal with! This should be able to avoid a lot of losses.

And William was secretly happy that the alliance was only the first step in his plan, and sooner or later he would let the arrogant Griffos know who was the real master of Calradia!

The two sides dispersed in their own minds. Now, it is only a matter of waiting for the two sides to sign a real alliance against the Salanders.