"This person's figure is actually bigger than Gawain!" It was Godfrey, whose consciousness had begun to blur because of the bloodshed, and the thought flashed through him—the fellow was covered with animal skins, barefoot, and holding in his hand the iron hexagonal hammer that the peasants had hammered forage, usually used by two people, and with a swift wind, he rushed towards the lord of the forest who was raising his hideous curved claws against him.

The bear roared angrily again, its hind paws whirling two large holes in the mud, and with a quick turn, stretched out its front paws and stabbed at the man who had come to his rescue.

The man jumped up and smashed the hexagonal hammer on the bear's left paw, and it exploded with a muffled sound, and the bear's claws were smashed to pieces, and this was really "breaking the force with force", the beast screamed in sorrow, and fell to the ground in pain, but he still struggled to swing his right paw, and with one hand, he pressed the bear's right paw against its back, and Godfrey heard the bones of the bear's arms and shoulders shattering—and then the man raised the hexagonal hammer in his left hand, and rained down on the beast's head—the fierce, proud, and cunning lord of the forest, was slammed one by one, but it couldn't resist, it probably didn't expect that its own oneself, which would devour the surrounding peasants and pilgrims at will on weekdays, would actually be dominated by people today. At first, a stunned Godfrey could see the bear's hind paws gouging and roaring, digging up hail of mud that slammed into the surrounding bushes and branches, but soon collapsed stiffly.

Werner and Duoduo were now driving their horses from different directions, and when they saw that the duke was attacked by a beast, they hurriedly dismounted and assisted the man. The sword plunged deep into the brute's ribs and heart, the bear's last roar. A small hurricane erupted from the twigs and fallen leaves in front of him, and then collapsed. Died.

"Coo-dong", the man saw the duke, hurriedly threw the hammer on the ground, turned around and ran.

"What's your name!" Godfrey held back the pain and shouted.

"Sir, don't speak, go down the mountain a lot, and ask someone to come up with a stretcher and herbs!" Werner ran over and hurriedly grabbed the duke's body. Tear off the silk gown and wrap him in wounds.

But Godfrey asked the man's name again.

The man probably felt that he could not go away, so he knelt on the ground, saluted the lord, and then said angrily, "My name is Diem. Dym. Huscehin is a pilgrim. ”

"Coming to chop wood?"

"I stole the food of the Norman lord today, and several knights want to hang me, I am really hungry."

Godfrey actually laughed. "Robert himself is so poor that he can't open the pot, and it's no wonder that you're afraid that you've eaten all the coarse wheat left in his kitchen." And that Diem was full of surprise, probably thinking that this gentleman "guessed accurately". Then Godfrey struggled. With an uninjured hand, he drained several gold coins from his belt purse, and dipped his finger in his own blood and scribbled one of them with letters. All threw it to Tim, "Good man." You probably won't be able to be in the camp anymore, and the Normandy lord will still hang you when he meets you. Take these gold coins with you as my gratitude, and go to Seleucia with a knight named Walter, and keep this bloody one with it, and go to see the fellow named Gawain, and say that I introduced you there, and he will feed you. ”

Dim took the gold coins into his bosom, and then bowed to Godfrey, and ran away literally.

After a while, the people went into the dense forest and carried the Duke of Lower Lorraine out on a stretcher, his arms and thighs were badly wounded, his face was pale and bloodless, and then about a dozen soldiers tried to lift the body of the giant bear with their wagons, but they could not do so, so they had to draw their machetes and axes and saws, dismembered it, filled the vehicle piece by piece, and pushed it down.

In the evening, throughout the camp, the men and women of the nobles ate bear meat, and mourned the Duke's wounds in the same way as the plebeian pilgrims outside, and Bohemond, Raymond, and Hugh all abandoned their prejudices and scrambled to send the best physicians to treat the Duke, "not to die for the time being, but the wounds are so heavy that he needs to recuperate, at least until he reaches Antioch." After dark, Bohemond's physician reciprocated.

The Duke of Apulia, who was secretly happy in his heart, but still pretending to be sad on the surface, quickly approached the Holy Priest of Ademar and took the opportunity to suggest that "Godfrey is too badly wounded to be sent to Gauven's Seleucia, or to stay in the city of Little Antioch to recuperate, and his army will be commanded by Werner." ”

And Ademar has no objections.

The next day, in Walter. Under the command of the Knight Sanzabal, the 5,000 members of the armed regiment who had remained in the camp beforehand, and the more than 6,000 civilian pilgrims who had been inspired by Gottschalk's theories (many others had died on the previous path), broke away from the camp under the control of Bohemond and marched in the direction of Seleucia.

At this time, in the small prayer room of the Seleucian Acropolis, Anna was in a little distress about something, and she felt that she had now taken the place of the old powers, ruling the whole of Seleucia to the territory of Western Cilicia, and that neither the seal of the Roman Empire, nor the "Seal of Serbian Fingerlining" of the former sultans, could satisfy herself, and she had to be updated and possess the mark of a unique clerical notice.

She first sought out Agnes, but the other party had no knowledge of the subject, and it was not even clear why Anna had created such a thing.

Then Anna found Gawain, who was dredging the military port, and discussed the matter with him.

But Gawain knows this little girl very well, "People, after having power, they always hope that power can match their unique brand, not to mention this Anna, who has a strong desire for knowledge and power." In the previous world, Gawain was still very familiar with this kind of thing, because he was also a heraldic figure himself.

"Anna might as well be like this, how about we create a coat of arms?"

"Coat of arms?" It seems that Anna is still new to this new term.

"Aren't the shields of many soldiers specially patterned? That was the initial form of heraldry. ”

"But these patterns are only crosses, beasts, or crescent geometric patterns, and they are too rough and ugly to be used to forge my seal." Although Anna was not satisfied with Gawain's explanation, she soon became interested in the object in the other person's mouth.

Anna pushed the scroll of paper in her hand in front of Gawain, "Let's show what a coat of arms is." ”

"Let me keep it simple—the basis of heraldry is the coat of arms." Gawain quickly drew the shape of the shield.

Anna leaned in front of his arm, looked at it carefully, and then rebuked, "Great barbarian, the shape of your shield is very strange, and no army has ever used such a shield, right?" (To be continued.) )