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"With the exception of the Supreme Commander of the Union Army and their own soldiers, all the ministers and attendants retreated. Kenny dismissed the outsiders who had attended the triumphal feast.

"Lord, what's on the letter?" Mike had always disliked being manipulated.

"Bill's letter, he said he didn't want to see me bring war to innocent people again, so he was willing to take the initiative to revoke the slave order, but we had to release the captured Ryan, and if I agreed, Ryan would sign a peace treaty with me on his behalf. ”

"It's a manifestation of Namu, and she's not only driven Ryan crazy, but Bill too. Lawrence's words were full of sarcasm.

Obviously, no one in this hall believes that Bill will take the initiative to revoke the slave order, that guy is a complete slave of power, for the sake of political unity, even his father-in-law who is so kind to him can kill him, this kind of person, what else can not be done.

"Burned the letter and continued to drink the bar. Mike apparently didn't believe the letter either.

"Why did you burn the letter, why don't we give it a try when Bill has already proposed a strike and the conditions are so good that we have almost achieved our purpose of starting a war?" Kenny shocked everyone with his uncharacteristically remarkable words.

"Lord, I'm sorry I said that, I feel like you're crazy with them. Lawrence didn't quite trust his ears.

"Don't misinterpret my words, I mean that since Bill has already put forward such favorable conditions, why don't we just sign these treaties with him, and after the treaties are signed, we will immediately announce them to the world, first, these treaties will clear the evil language he used to slander me, and take back some of the people's hearts, and second, if he does not follow the rules, we will have an excuse to start war again, so many benefits, why not?" Kenny said what he thought.

"That sounds good, but you know it's a conspiracy. Lawrence clearly didn't agree with Kenny's idea.

"He's just trying to get Ryan back. Kenny was adamant about what he was thinking.

There was a heated discussion in the temple, but in the end, Kenny won, and who made him the leader of the Alliance army.

When the feast had broken up, they all returned to their quarters, exhausted by the march of the days, except Camille left the palace alone and went to the downtown area west of the city.

Late at night, Kenny's bedroom is still lit, and he sits in a chair in front of the fireplace wrapped in a silver rat blanket and reads his father's book "The War Leader".

In the years since his father's death, Kenny has been studying this book, except for the leadership skills that his father taught him when he was young, all his strategic knowledge comes from this book, although this book was copied by King Martin many times, and used to reward the lords of the city with titles everywhere, but only he can read the deep meaning of this book, because he has the noble war blood of the Dalton family in his body.

His wife, Nina, was already asleep in bed, and Kenny closed his book and leaned his head back in his chair, thinking about how to deal with the signing tomorrow. As Kenny ponders, he hears a sneeze from outside his bedroom.

He draped the sable cape over his shoulders and pushed open the bedroom door, the moonlight shining in the hallway outside, and Kenny saw a fat black figure at the end of the bedroom, squatting in the corner shivering.

"Lord, you haven't rested yet. Gomez stood up in the dark.

"Did Marvin keep you here?" said Kenny, looking at Gomez, who was standing tall.

"Well, Sir Marven is afraid that I will doze off in the second half of the night, so let me keep watch for you for the first half of the night, and he will keep watch for the second half of the night. ”

"Go back and rest, this is the palace, not a battle, when I go back, tell Marven to let him rest well, the guards will help him take care of me." ”

"But my lordship, Sir Marven said..."

"Alright, let's go back. Kenny patted Gomez on the head.

"Yes, my lord. Gomez saluted Kenny and turned to leave the hallway.

Kenny watched Gomez's back disappear into the night, then turned to look at the bright moon in the sky, there was not a single dark cloud in the sky, and there should be a good weather tomorrow.

The next morning, Kenny hurried to the palace after breakfast, and by the time he arrived, everyone was already seated in the main hall, and Mike had already set up two empty flasks at his desk, presumably they had been waiting for a long time.

Kenny stepped onto the throne, Gomez and Marvin stood on the edge of the steps and saluted him, the two little ones looked like they had rested well last night, and they were no longer as listless as they had been on the march.

Kenny sat down on the throne and ordered the palace guards to bring Ryan from the prison to the temple, and one of the guards immediately left the hall.

"Lord, don't think about it anymore, it's not as simple as we think, besides, we have time, and now that Ryan is in our hands, Bill will only wait for us to reply. Lawrence stood up and asked Kenny again for his opinion.

"If we don't get back to Bill now, and by the time we come up with a foolproof plan in the long run, Bill will have to find another way to save Ryan! Kenny's words were very tough.

"You are the lord, and it's up to you to decide. Lawrence turned and walked out of the palace.

"Strangely, in my memory, Lawrence seems to be a person who never gets angry, what happened today. Mike put down his glass and looked up at Kenny on the throne.

Lawrence probably thinks it's not easy to catch Ryan, he doesn't want to gamble with this pie that fell from the sky to gamble on my people's hearts, let him go. Kenny looked helplessly at the main entrance of the main hall, in fact, he was also very strange in his heart, Lawrence's behavior today was indeed a bit abnormal.

A neat step approached the main hall, and Ryan was pressed towards the main hall by a whole group of guards.

His hands were tied by two iron chains, and his feet were also buckled by two iron chains, and a solid iron ball was tied to the iron chain, and he had ten guards in front and behind, four on the left and right sides, this kind of 'treatment', I am afraid that only he is entitled to enjoy, at this moment is to give him two pairs of wings, it is estimated that he has not yet flown up, and he was poked into the ground by the spear in the hands of the guards.

Ryan walked into the hall with his hair disheveled, and it seemed that the Guards had not treated the romantic bard well, his ankles had been ground down with deep blood, and the solid iron ball made every step he took difficult.

He was repeatedly pushed by one of the guards behind him, endured the pain in his feet, and limped to his knees in the center of the hall.