The results of the East Anglolian War seemed to have grown wings and soon spread throughout the country. When everyone heard that Mercia's army had been defeated by the Essexes, many countries put away their contempt.

The King of Kent and the King of Sussex wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and the resentment against the Wessex people in their hearts vanished, and they couldn't help but sigh a little, but fortunately they were stopped.

When the news reached the city of Wessex, the original dispute was immediately heard, and everyone was shocked and surprised.

They immediately lifted Diana's confinement, invited her back to the court, re-led the army, and agreed to her previous plan. Diana looked at the group of wallgrass and sneered, she looked to the east, thought for a while, and was calculating something.

"You're saying both idiots were killed?"

In the city of Mercia, King Mercia stood up and said in surprise. There was no answer in the whole hall, and everyone fell into a stupor when they heard the result. They had thought about countless results, but they didn't expect that the Essexians would still have the strength to fight their own army after fighting the East Anglorians, let alone win in the end.

"Your Majesty, we must send a large army to destroy the Essex once and for all, or else we will dishonor our overlord of England."

"Your Majesty, please send troops, we are willing to fight!"

"Your Majesty......"

"Shut up!"

King Mercia slapped the armrest and cursed angrily. Seeing that His Majesty the King was unhappy, these Mercia nobles shut their mouths one after another, after all, the king who was sitting now, nicknamed "Cannibal", once he got angry, threw his men into the iron pot, and cooked them directly, it was possible.

"Your Majesty, letter from the Wessexes!"

King Mercia took the letter and examined it, and after a moment he tore it to shreds. Seeing this scene, the Mercia nobles couldn't help but shrink their necks, all of them lowered their heads, no one dared to make a sound, not even gasping for breath, for fear of being targeted by their own king, and then losing their lives.

"The Wessex people actually dare to threaten us Mercia, everyone will go to war as a whole army, first destroy the Wessexes, and then clean up the Essexes, so that these bugs can understand that we Mercians are invincible!"

With the command of King Mercia, the whole kingdom was mobilized, and a large army marched towards the border, as if in an undying battle with the Wessexians. Diana, who heard the news, also led her army to the border and began a confrontation with the Mercians.

Whether it was the Kingdom of Northumbirium in the north or the Kingdom of Sussex and Kent in the south, they all sent emissaries to the border between the two countries to observe the final situation of the battle.

In the hearts of many people, many people regard this war as a demonstration of the strength of the two countries, and some people even privately regard it as a weather vane for hegemony. Whoever wins will be the winner of the next battle for supremacy.

At the same time, the Kingdom of East Angloria also sent emissaries hoping for peace talks. Considering that he had also suffered heavy losses, King Charles agreed to the request for peace talks.

When the news broke, the nobles of the entire Essex City looked at King Charles in the hope of participating in the peace talks and getting more compensation, but King Charles brought the Earl of Morloll, Evan and another henchman Baron to participate in the negotiations.

Some nobles noticed something, but they didn't say anything, after all, if they want to make trouble, they will also get compensation, if they do it now, they may be cleaned up by King Charles, and then the others will fall into the well, maybe it will be completely cool.

"Hello Dear King of Essex, I am an emissary from East Angloria, and I have come to consult with you about peace."

"Oh? Do you want peace? If you want peace, shouldn't you come up with something?"

The messenger smiled awkwardly, but did not say anything, but spread out a piece of parchment and handed it to King Charles. The Earl of Morloll took it and handed the parchment to King Charles. The latter swept it and would motionfor the others to take a look. Evan glanced at the parchment, there were many small things on the parchment, but there were two missing weapons, and land.

"I don't need this mess, my terms for peace talks are simple. First, you must cede the county of Suffolk. Second, you must pay compensation for half a year's food and money."

King Charles did not give the envoy any good looks, directly rejected their conditions, and made his own request.

To King Charles's surprise, the envoy unceremoniously rejected the request and retorted directly,

"East Angloria will not cede an inch of land, if you want land, go and build castles yourself, as long as you have soldiers."

The air froze instantly, and King Charles's muscles flared up, eager to slash the messenger in front of him with a sword.

"All we need is Sika Castle and all these things for you, and that's all."

Evan said suddenly.

The messenger looked at Evan with some confusion, and then turned to look at King Charles, as if to ask who was speaking. King Charles glanced at Aven, who suddenly said this, as if there was something else in it, but he couldn't figure out why Aven wanted this place at Sika Castle.

Out of trust in Aven, King Charles did not ask the reason, but calmly asked the messenger,

"What's the problem?"

The messenger was stunned, as if he had been asked, and in order to confirm that he had not misunderstood, he also specially asked,

"So the Kingdom of Essex is all that just Sika Castle and those things on parchment?"

King Charles snorted, a look of displeasure on his face. The messenger hurriedly apologized and agreed to King Charles's request, which made the latter feel that Evan was missing, but now it was difficult to regret it. A peace treaty was immediately signed, and the emissary was overjoyed with parchment and hurried out of Essex under the pretext of preparing supplies and indemnities.

"Why do you want a castle of Sika, according to common sense, you should directly want the entire county of Suffolk. We have suffered a lot of casualties this time, and we urgently need all kinds of things, whether it is land, money, food."

King Charles asked Aven in a somewhat instructive tone. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the Count of Morol hurriedly played a round, although he did not understand why he did so.

"Sika Castle is the only stone castle in the Earldom of Suffolk, we lack siege weapons now, it is too difficult to attack the tall stone castle, and the casualties are too great, so it is better to come here this time. As for why not all of them, there are several reasons, the first is that the East Anglorians will not agree, and the second is that if they eat too much in one go, they can easily be attacked by other countries, and not every time there are Wessex people to help."

Aven added in a calm tone,

"Taking Sika Castle has the added benefit of limiting East Angloria's attack on us. I am familiar with the terrain in that area, and the subsequent attack can destroy the most enemies at the least cost. Of course, when attacking the south, Sika Castle can also contain the enemies of the Earldom of Suffolk."

King Charles and the Earl of Morlore, as well as the remaining baronial nobleman, thought for a while and had to admit that there was some truth to this idea. The only question now is how to allocate the limited resources to everyone.

"Headache ......"

King Charles scratched his hair with some irritation......