Evan and I for a long time, in the end, I just let out a long sigh, and didn't say anything more, just put this feeling in my heart, and got up to say goodbye to Delores. Deloris frowned slightly, looked at Aven's somewhat lonely back, and vaguely understood the reason for the matter.

Distraught, Evan wanders aimlessly around the camp, where he meets his father, Elruth. In the end, it was his biological father, and Ellus could see his son's thoughts at a glance.

The father and son talked for a long, long time, and in the end, Erruth did not make a decision for his son, but patted him on the shoulder and let him think alone.

After a while, Evan looked up again, found Count Morol, who was inspecting the camp, and officially agreed to his request. Count Morol was naturally pleasantly surprised, with the addition of this rising star, it was impossible for his family not to soar.

In return, Count Morol promised to fully support Aven's new army, and at the same time gave Aven the fief he had agreed to as a gift.

After formally agreeing to Count Morlor's request for marriage, Evan also took a break, and most of the time he had nothing to do, except for the occasional help in cleaning up the spoils of war that he had received after the war.

Taking advantage of the rare rest time, he seized the time to sort out all the equipment and peacetime training materials needed by the new army, and was ready to start organizing and training the new army at any time.

A few days later, a sentinel reported to the Count of Morloll that the envoy of Kent had asked for an audience to discuss the redemption of the captives. The Earl of Morlore immediately sent someone to fetch Aven and let him connect with the Kent envoy.

When Evan entered the Earl of Morlor's tent, the messenger of Kent was already there. Evan almost didn't laugh when he saw the messenger.

This time, it was the Kent nobleman who had threatened him in the Kent military camp before, and he didn't expect the roles to be reversed so quickly. When the envoy of Kent saw Aven, his face also changed, and he was worried that Aven would be unfavorable to him.

"Emissary of Kent, this is our Middlesex commander, Aven. After that, you can negotiate with him about the ransom of the captives, and I have not been in good health lately, so I will not participate." Count Morloll coughed a few times at the right time, and said a little sickly.

The face of the envoy of Kent immediately became ugly, Aven's intrigue had spread all over Kent, and even His Majesty the King had been deceived, how could he be an opponent. However, he had a request for others, and the Kent envoy could not attack, so he had to agree to it in a huff.

Seeing that the envoy of Kent agreed, the Earl of Morol left the camp, and in his opinion, there was no need to worry about the rest of the matter, he had Ai Wen to deal with it, anyway, this guy would try his best to deceive his new army, why should he go to this troubled water, and end up with notoriety.

After seeing Count Morol walk out, Aven turned his head to look at the envoy of Kent and said with a smile, "Although we met in your military camp last time, I don't know what Your Excellency's name is."

Compared with Evan, who was like a spring breeze, the envoy of Kent always kept a calm face, and his answer was very simple, and he didn't want to give Aven any chance to play, "Abasser."

Abasser...... The corners of Aven's mouth twitched, and for some reason, when he heard the name, he remembered the worm on the Leviathan, chewing and swallowing evolutionary research all day long. This made Evan a little suspicious for a while, whether the guy in front of him was a bug or a human.

"Abasser, since the King of Kent has sent you, I don't think I'm going to give up these captives. Here's a list I put together the other day, you see how. If that's acceptable, take it back to your majesty." Evan said as he handed a roll of parchment to Abbathhar.

On the parchment, there are dozens of items listed densely, which makes people's scalp tingle when they look at it. Of course, with Aven's personality, he must have played tricks on it, and he deliberately listed the items separately.

Just like the sword, there are more than a dozen of them before and after, although the number of each is not much, but there are dozens or hundreds of them, to say the least. If Abbather really stupidly agreed, then the Kingdom of Kent would definitely bleed hemorrhage.

Unfortunately, Abbather would not have been a fool to be sent by the King of Kent as a negotiator. After reading Aven's parchment, he immediately dismissed the list.

"No way, Essex, you're thinking too much. We were captured by more than thirty people, three barons. Everything you have on it can equip an army of hundreds of people. This is absolutely impossible, and our King has said that he will only agree to pay money, and nothing else."

Evan was not surprised by Abbather's refusal, but if he agreed, Evan would hesitate to wonder if there was some conspiracy. But

"Three hundred gold for each baron, and one hundred gold for each soldier." Evan sat on the ground and raised the price, for him, whether it was armament or money, there was not much difference. It's just that this price, he directly raised it several times on the basis of convention, and the province was lowered by the Kent.

Abbather clenched his hands into fists and suppressed the anger in his heart, "It seems that you have no intention of negotiating at all."

Evan smiled unconcerned, "It's you who defeated the battle, not us. We are the levies who died, and not only did you lose most of them, but the elite also suffered heavy casualties. It's your Kingdom of Kent who is in a hurry, not us Middlesex."

Saying that, Evan took a sip of ale and continued his words, "Surrey is lost, Canterbury is lost. What's left in the Kingdom of Kent? All the countries know that your Kingdom of Kent is now the smallest country in the country, and they all want to eat you, but they were afraid that the elite troops you formed are still there, and the loss of rashly attacking you is too great, and it will give other countries an opportunity to take advantage of. After this battle, you Kent will be nothing more than a piece of fat that anyone can take a bite of."

"If we cut down these battle-hardened veterans again. I think other countries will do something. At least the Kingdom of Sussex next door will not sit idly by. As for our Middlesex, the next time we are beaten, we will call His Majesty the King to come to our aid. After more than ten years, you can run around again."

Abbather gritted his teeth and did not refute it, the actual situation was indeed what Evan said. The Kingdom of Kent is now in a very strong decline, and the only thing left is this army of a hundred battles in his hands.

This defeat caused an uproar within the Kingdom of Kent, and almost all the nobles immediately appealed to the royal family after the war, demanding compensation for the loss of troops and money. The families of the three captured barons even put pressure on the king himself to redeem him anyway.

Seeing that Abbather was angry but had to bow his head, Ai Wen was really full of emotion in his heart, his dignity was only above the blade of the sword, if the kingdom could not win on the battlefield, then no matter how rich he was, wouldn't it still be a meal for other countries?

"One hundred barons, five soldiers. This is a redemption price that is agreed between countries." Abbather gritted his teeth, his gaze as if he was about to rush up and devour Avanson alive.

"Soldier, send-off. By the way, the corpses of the captives were brought back by the messenger as well." Evan casually summoned the soldiers outside the camp.

"Bastard, what the hell are you going to do!" Abbather finally couldn't help but stand up and snarl at Aven. If his gaze could kill, Aven would have been slashed by a thousand knives.

Abbather's roar immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers outside the camp, and several soldiers rushed up and aimed their weapons at Abbather. Evan waved his hand to indicate that he was okay and motioned for the soldiers to leave the camp.

"A hundred barons, twenty soldiers. The kingdom of Kent has handed over ten pieces of chain mail, ten horses, fifty spears, and twenty swords." Ai Wen also felt that it was almost over, and if the other party carried out it again, the net might be broken, so he began to negotiate normally.

"We don't have enough equipment of our own, so we don't have anything to give you." Abbather was a little moved, but he still hoped for less, so he continued to speak strongly.

Ai Wen shook his head helplessly, this Abbather really has to inch in, so he puts on a picture of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, but what is the point?

When the Sussex Kingdom reacts, it will definitely attack Kent, without the support of elite troops, the Kingdom of Kent still can't escape the fate of destruction, so who should be in a hurry? Not him anyway.

"Take five captives out and cut them down." With Aven's order, the camp soon resounded with the sound of Kent people shouting.

Seeing that Evan didn't seem to be intimidating himself, but was really about to kill him, Abbathhar was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted to the Middlesex soldiers to stop, turned to look at Aven, and claimed that he had agreed on behalf of the King of Kent.

Who knew that Ai Wen snorted coldly, and immediately increased the size on the original basis, turning into ten pieces of chain mail, fifteen war horses, fifty spears and thirty swords.

With the experience of the past, Abbather readily agreed this time, and the two sides drew up two treaties, and after confirming that they were correct, Abbather left the barracks with the agreement.

When the news reached the palace of Kent, the young king of Kent breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was quite resentful of Aven's robbery, and he vowed to take revenge sooner or later. It's just that at the moment, he has to deal with the people jumping in the country first, and then go all out to deal with the possible invasion.

Ten days later, Abbather came to Middlesex Barracks again, this time bringing with him the armaments and money required by the treaty.

Evan happily handed over the captives to Abbathhar and invited Abbather to lunch in the camp, but Abbathhar didn't want to see Evan again for a moment, so he turned around and left the camp with the captives.

After Abbather and the others left, the Earl of Morloll also left the border with his army and returned to the city of London after a more than twenty-day absence.

The news of the victory had already spread throughout the city of London, and many citizens had come to the streets in the hope of seeing their loved ones in the procession, only to think that many would be disappointed and miserable.

That night, the Earl of Morlore feasted the nobles of the realm in the lord's palace, and an order spread throughout the city. The order was simple, just to tell the families who died in the battle that they would not have to pay any more taxes this year.

It's not going to bring people back to life, but at least it can make families who have lost their men a little better off this year and don't starve to death.

The banquet lasted until the end of the night, and many of the nobles were so drunk that they could not even find the door, and even Ellus, who did not drink much, was ruddy and staggered as he walked.

Evan had to stay in the Lord's Mansion of the Earl of Morlor for the time being, waiting for tomorrow before returning to Hull.

Knock knock, nearly midnight, suddenly there was a slight knock on the door......