The emerging nobles looked at Count Redmara, waiting for his reply.

After pondering for a while, Count Redmara said: "Well, go back and tell your master that we are willing to make peace with them!"

"A wise choice, dear Count Redmara, you will be proud of your decision today!" After the messenger saluted him, he left the conference hall and walked outside.

Across the legs of a half-dead soldier leaning on the wall, the messenger smiled meaningfully.

He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The lords did not hide the outbreak of the demon curse at all, and simply put the handle in the hands of the rebel lords.

"My Lord Earl, good news, Morland's people are willing to negotiate with us!" The messenger walked to the side of Count Lorans and said with a smile.

"Oh? They agreed so easily?" Earl Lorance frowned slightly, asking in disbelief.

"If it were normal, they would certainly not agree so easily, but now they have been cursed by the devil, and at least one-third of them are facing the threat of death!"

"You mean? They have to accept the negotiation?" Count Lorance's brow furrowed tighter and he thought it was unreasonable.

"Since they have been cursed by the devil, why did they let you into Kasselenburg? Isn't this exposing our weakness to us?"

"Are you sure they were indeed cursed by the devil? Not any conspiracy in it?"

Listening to Lord Lorance's inquiry, the attendant shook his head and said that he didn't know.

"Perhaps, they don't want to fight anymore, and maybe they don't know that we are already short of food, so they will expose these weaknesses to us!"

"We are afraid of them pursuing, maybe they are also afraid that we will come back and attack again?" This squire said with some uncertainty, but he happened to say that the lords of the rebel army were thinking about it at this time.

"Um... Maybe what you said makes sense..." Count Lorans nodded, but there was not much worry.

Anyway, it's not like letting myself and others enter Kasselnborg, it is possible to become a turtle in the urn.

Now that the other party has agreed to negotiate at the place where the previous decisive battle was held, there is not much danger for a long time. Even if the other party wants to attack him, his own party can also arrange troops in advance just in case.

"What? Peace talk?" When the lords in Castle Sollenborg heard the news in Rainer's ears, he was instantly surprised.

"Does the enemy propose peace talks?" Rainer thought in his heart.

"Why don't they take advantage of this time to flee here? They gave a head-on attack on the pursuit of the counter-insurgents. The current counter-insurgents and without the ability to pursue them, why did they not leave and negotiate instead?"

Rainer could not understand this all the time.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.

"Could it be that they don't have enough food?"

"Yes! I attacked their granary. Later, because of their defeat, all the grain in the granary fell into the hands of the counter-insurgents. In other words, there was not much food left in the counter-insurgents. !"

Rainer murmured to herself: "No wonder they want peace talks because they want food!"

At this moment, he suddenly thought of an unlikely possibility.

"That gang of nobles won't let the rebels into the city?" Rainer's face suddenly turned pale, and this kind of thing is really possible.

Now, the dysentery in his team has been controlled to a certain extent. Two days later, only fifteen cases of dysentery were found again, and they were almost under control.

Among the first batch of sick soldiers, about one-third survived successfully.

September 15th in the 25th year of the Empire.

Rainer was riding a war horse, with Sarang and Lombard behind him, and the Earl of Jolar and the Earl of Pushtown beside him.

Today is the negotiation, but the day is over, Leiner thinks that nothing good will happen today.

It's not that he is too pessimistic, but because he has confirmed that the rebels have entered Kasselenburg.

At this time, the rebel lords were also walking towards the negotiation site.

Frank moved on alone, and even those lords who had good relations with her and admired him did not dare to approach her.

"Today's negotiation will be very smooth. We don't need to ask for too much food, as long as we get the food that can support us to reach Fort Creek!" A lord smiled strangely and said to a friend beside him. .

"Yes, although Fort Creek is only an earl, it is also very wealthy. The thousands of iron armors really make me salivate..."

This series of dialogues is precisely why the lords dare not approach Frank.

They even argued with Count Lorens, the nominal half-leader of the rebels, on this matter, but he refused to mediate the matter on the grounds that it was inconvenient to interfere with other people's private actions.

When things have reached this point, these lords still don't understand what it means?

Although I admire Frank and have a good impression of her, in the final analysis it is the truth to fly separately.

They don't mind helping her if they can, but it's obvious that there are more people who want to carve up Fort Creek, and they can't be the first bird.

Seeing those lords who didn't want to be close to him, Frank couldn't help showing a wry smile, but fortunately she was covered by a helmet, and no one could see how she was feeling at this time.

At about eleven o'clock in the morning, both sides arrived at the battlefield of the decisive battle at that time.

Rainer wore a full-body chain armor with a layer of tie armor, iron armbands on his hands, and a stitched leather on his chest with the coat of arms flag of Northland Moland smeared on it.

The two sides got together, and Earl Lorens first greeted the lords who countered the rebels.

There is a touch of mockery on his face, his current mentality has changed, from being a gamble to extortion...

"Hello~lightnovelpub.net~ everyone from Morland!"

"Hello, Lord Lorance, the leader of the southern rebels!" Count Redmara refused to give up. Although he was not a proud royal family, he was more willing to humiliate his son's empire.

"Please sit down! It must be very hard to escape all the way!" Count Redmara waved to the entourage door behind him, and more than a hundred simple chairs were placed on this land.

Although the land here is still muddy because of the rain and blood before, it is very stable to sit on the chair.

Lena glanced at the surrounding corpses that were still piled up like a mountain, raised his eyebrows and lowered his head without speaking. He really had nothing to say in the current scene.

"It's not very hard. I happened to defeat an army of your army before, but the supplies they carried made us live very well!" Earl Lorans didn't have a brain, and the two sides just said this. , Mocking each other.

The rebel lords already had a look of admiration for Count Lorans, and he had to say that this was his ability to make the extremely inferior situation as arrogant as it is now.