European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 150
At dawn, Turuk, who had been sleepless all night, was already sitting cross-legged in the temple anxiously, thinking about his next move.

It is obviously powerless to organize another large-scale attack. It is not only a financial problem. The reserve knights will not be replenished in a short period of time. It is almost annihilated. Except for the knights defending the city, the rest will be lost. Gotta be clean.

"I'm so angry." Turuk had no choice but to vent his grievances on the armchair.

At this time, the attendant outside the door hurriedly stepped into the hall and reported: "Report to the Earl, Sir Nathan is back."

Turuk put away his anger and asked, "How many people did you bring back?"

The attendant replied, "Just alone."

Turuk sat slumped on his chair, almost lost, which meant that the vanguard also encountered the same situation as himself, and the entire battle situation was completely reversed. It was unknown whether he could organize an effective resistance now.

"Call him in." Turuk said weakly.

Outside the hall, Nathan, dressed in plain clothes, ran in helplessly. He knelt down in front of the earl with a bang and cried: "My lord, earl, I am not talented. I failed to make any achievements. Instead, I was killed on the way. Half of the soldiers mutinied, so that the army was overthrown in the end, it was my incompetence, it was my incompetence!"

Turuk was startled, and asked, "Why are you wearing this outfit? Also, what exactly is the mutiny you mentioned."

Nathan lowered his head and tried his best to pretend to be miserable, "The army encountered an ambush on the way forward, and Kangsk's subordinates succumbed to the temptation of the enemy and turned to rebel. We were caught in a double attack and had to go all the way Fleeing, the armor was too heavy during the escape and had to be discarded.”

In the Middle Ages, a knight throwing away his weapons and armor was no different from throwing away his life. This kind of behavior would bring shame to the knight class. Nathan couldn't find a better excuse, so he had to explain the reason and hope to be given a lighter punishment.

"What about the rest of the subordinates? Didn't any of them come back?" Turuk was skeptical, and the focus of his concern was not on this. Nathan was always greedy for life and afraid of death, and Turuk was well aware of this.

Nathan shook his head and said vaguely: "I don't know, maybe some of them are still on the run."

Turuk was not as violent as usual, but Nathan felt more and more frightened by his surprisingly calm. He let out a long sigh, as if a throne had fallen.

"It's all over, everything is over, we lost, and we lost completely."

"report"

There was a sudden rush from outside the door. The attendant hadn't stepped into the hall yet, and the person was twenty steps away from the door, and he was already shouting in a clear voice: "Hafleur's army is attacking, they are coming!" There was also a letter."

"What?" Turuk, who was sitting upright, suddenly stood up and shouted to the attendant: "Why did they move so fast? Where did they hit?"

The attendant ran to him out of breath, and before he could take a few breaths, he quickly responded: "Hafleur's army occupied the four strongholds along the Tuke River during the night, and did not continue to advance. It's just that someone sent this letter."

Turuk hurriedly took the letter paper, opened it and read it, and wrote in the letter:

Your Excellency Turuk:
Thank you for your guidance, let us find the way to Caen. Soon, the rested and assembled army will conquer the city of Caen. If the Earl cede the land for peace, Harfleur is also happy to see this ending. After all, we are all peaceful people.

The conditions for peace talks proposed by Harfleur are that Caen cedes seven strongholds along the Touc River without paying additional war indemnities. If the count agrees to this treaty, the war will cease. Our waiting has a limit. If the sun sets If there is no reply before, he will lead a thousand cavalry to level the city of Caen.

"Your army's guidance? A thousand cavalry?" Turuk felt his heart break out in a cold sweat. The so-called guidance was probably the rebels from the rest of Kangsk. Ke thinks there is a suspicion of deliberate exaggeration.

When Nathan saw that the time was right, he quickly advocated: "When I was ambushed, the enemy rushed towards us with a black row of cavalry, forcing us to retreat to the defense line. After being unable to attack for a long time, they forced us with coercion and inducement. Submit, and that's when Consk's troops betrayed us."

The vivid performance, vivid performance, as if this thing really happened, coupled with the evidence in the letter, Turuk also had doubts about Hafleur's real strength.

It is obviously unbelievable that a viscount can support an army comparable to his own size, but considering that the other party may have other allies or coalition forces, it all makes sense.

The number one question before Turuk is whether to continue fighting?Or a peaceful strike?
"Your Majesty Nathan, what's your opinion?" Turuk was a little saddened by the series of mutations, and asked Nathan's opinion again.

Nathan was secretly happy, feeling that the opportunity to stand up and clean up finally came, and said taking advantage of the situation: "Hafleur ceded all the territory directly under Consk, which will not hinder your development. Didn't the Earl always want to deal with it quickly? Is it? Just take this opportunity to severely weaken Consk."

"If we continue to fight and wait until the enemy's army breaks through the city of Caen, you will suffer the most damage, Lord Count. Maybe those rebel forces who are ready to move will take the opportunity to rise up and overthrow your orthodox status." Nathan stated the pros and cons. , reasonable and well-founded.

Now the loss is inevitable, and we can only find a way to minimize it. Turuk suddenly realized after Nathan made such a point: "Your analysis is very reasonable, the opposition forces are eyeing you, and you can't do unnecessary consumption. , we must negotiate a peace immediately."

After all, he immediately wrote a reply letter, solemnly stamped the seal of Lord Caen, and specifically asked Tony to send it on his behalf.

Outside the camp fifteen kilometers away from the city of Caen, Li Peijun, the garrison here, looked at Nathan's figure from a distance and knew that the matter was done.

"Your Excellency Nathan, look at your radiant face. It looks like you have scored twice." Li Peijun warmly welcomed Nathan, and brought him into the account for discussion with a happy smile.

"Since I sent you out, the peace negotiation must have been settled, right?"

Nathan is also proud of the spring breeze at this time, the decadence of ruining the army and being captured two days ago has long been swept away, pouring a small wine, Nathan laughed and said: "Thanks to Your Excellency's ingenious plan, I was able to preserve my current position." , your kindness, I, Nathan, will never forget it."

Li Peijun felt that this person's brain circuit was not ordinary, and because of the occasion, he just said a few perfunctory words, "Your Excellency, I would like to offer you a toast to the peace between the two places."

"Cheers," Nathan responded friendly.

In a harmonious atmosphere, Caen and Harfleur reached a truce agreement, and the two sides ushered in a brief peace.

(End of this chapter)