The corpses covered the wilderness, the smell of blood in the air did not fade with the coming night, the atmosphere of slaughter became a little cold with the rising moon, and the dim stars overhead were scattered in the curtain of the night, shining on the people of Turin and the people of Hantu.

The bright blood cross flag was no longer conspicuous in the night, but people could still see the cross coat of arms on it, and the sweaty Lebinus looked solemn, as if he was suppressing the anger of a lion, riding on his horse, slowly walking towards the fire in the wilderness opposite, with only a few guards of the First Banner Regiment behind him, and the air was filled with almost real murderous aura.

Finally, surrounded by several torches, he saw the figure—the chief centurion, who had just been able to keep his composure, had blood in his eyes, his right hand was violently spasmodic, and he was trying to hold the hilt of the sword, resisting the urge to pull it out, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his cheeks were even trembling constantly.

But the person on the other side did not seem to notice the extremely hideous expression of Repinus, and after seeing that the person who came was not Edward, he sighed a little and tried to make a friendly appearance, took a few steps forward, and took the initiative to pay respect: "Allow me to greet you, Your Excellency, I am Gracchus, maybe you know who I am?"

"Of course I do, but I'm afraid you probably don't know who I am. Repinus stared at him expressionlessly: "Chief centurion of the Battle Banner Legion, Lebinus - on behalf of the defenders of the Twin Towers Fortress to negotiate with you!"

"Lord Wetwood isn't in the castle?"

"You're going to see the Chief Flag Bearer, but it's not going to be now, it's not going to be here. Lerbinus's voice was rather indifferent: "It's on the gallows." ”

The smile on Gragus's face slowly faded: "The purpose of inviting you here is to reach an agreement that will be beneficial to both sides - if there is to be a war. I'm not going to be here at a time like this. Although we are mortal enemies!"

"You have killed all my people. Having destroyed the Akama clan that had been passed down for thousands of years, relatives died tragically, and the living became slaves - but even so, I still have great respect for Lord Edward Wittwood, who was a true knight. Gracchus said very "sincerely": "He is an opponent worthy of respect." ”

"And what are you going to do?" Repinus still snorted coldly: "Honorable opponent?"

"Of course, on the condition that we end this pointless war in the most peaceful way possible - I'm not lying to you, but I really think so. Gracchus's gaze was extremely calm: "For those big people, those nobles. We are all just pawns that can be discarded at will, and there is a substitute for more or less death. But anyone can only live once, no matter how humble their life is!"

"You and I both know that even if you defend this fortress, those nobles and your dukes will not be able to reward you with anything, and for me, taking this fortress will not bring me much benefit, and the fight between us can only make these high-ranking nobles and lords a topic of conversation after dinner, and our death will not be exchanged for anything. ”

"I have great respect for your Banner Legion - you are true warriors and my lifelong rivals, and I will fight you for the sake of the Red Horse Clan. But that's not the way it is now, and it's not the situation right now. Throwing blood in such a senseless place in vain is an insult to you and to me. ”

"Thank you for saying that. Although the other party was his father-killing enemy, at this moment Repinus was indeed deeply touched, and nodded solemnly at him: "So, what do you want?"

"The conditions, and are good for both of us. Gracchus finally smiled: "In three days, four days at most, the leader of my allegiance will arrive at the Twin Towers, and on that day he will do whatever it takes to take the fortress - he has an army of 300,000 under his command!"

"What do you want to say?"

"I would say that during this time I will continue to attack the city, but not as ferociously as before - just for example. In order not to be heard by those behind him, Gracchus kept his voice low: "And my request is that you must also 'cooperate' to make this siege look like that." ”

"You want us to act with you?" Repinus laughed, "Anything else?"

"On the day my master arrives, please don't put up too much unnecessary resistance—it's for your sake. Gracchus looked sincere: "If you can, even if you destroy all the facilities of this castle and take all the belongings, all the master wants is this castle, and you can leave a ruin for him on the day of the siege!"

"What if we don't want to 'cooperate'?"

“...... You don't know how determined the Hantus will be to take this castle. Gragu said in a deep voice: "This is just a castle for you, and this is a shame for the Hantu people for three hundred years, and we will take it down at all costs!"

"For us, the Twin Towers Fortress is the glory of three hundred years - any Turinese army will do whatever it takes to defend this castle!" Liberus bowed his head slightly: "We appreciate your kindness, but the Battle Banner Legion will never give up its post, and we will fight until the last knight, the last Turinese alive!"

"Don't say that, how many troops do you have, three thousand or four thousand? It's not much, but it's not even a small wave in front of us!" Gracchus was finally a little angry: "You have seen the battle today - I have only mobilized a small part of the army and you have to fight with all your might, and that little casualty is just a drizzle for us, and it is only a matter of time before we want to take this castle!"

"Then come ahead, you will surely see our determination!" With that, the chief centurion flicked the reins of his horse and turned and walked in the direction of the castle, which made Gracchus sigh and feel a little disappointed - he didn't expect this group of Turines to be so persistent and stubborn, obviously for their own good!

"Gracchus!"

The roar behind him made Gracchus can't help but turn around, but the moment he saw that figure, his whole body couldn't help but tremble - the hideous face of Lepinus under the torch was like a demon coming out of hell, and his fierce gaze could almost kill!

"My name is Aaron Lebinus, the chief centurion of the Banner Legion - the last chief centurion was my father. Repcinus's voice was extremely low, like a lion roaring: "He died at your hands." ”

"Thank you for telling me. Gragu couldn't help but swallow: "It is an unparalleled honor to have the opportunity to fight with such a warrior. ”

"Do you know what I'm going to do before I come?" Liberus suddenly laughed: "I'm going to kill you here, I've thought about it for a long time, this may be the only chance I can kill you head-on!"

Looking at the guards behind him, and then at the fierce-eyed Repins, Gracchus suddenly regretted the peace talks - leaving the barracks so riskily and facing a beast-like enemy alone was simply joking with his own life!

"I guess you'll be able to do it...... Although I will not give up resisting. Gracchus' right hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and his left hand was clutching the reins and preparing to escape: "Then what are you going to do now, do you still want my life?"

Repinus stared at him, slowly letting go of his right hand holding the hilt of his sword, but his gaze was still cold: "I will not harm the enemy who comes with sincerity - you can put aside the hatred of the clan and take the initiative to negotiate peace, and if you hurt you, you will hurt the dignity of the people of Turin, even the Radiant Cross will not allow such a crime." ”

"Come and attack—what the Turineites were able to hold three hundred years ago, it will still be three hundred years later!" )