At this time, on the small shoulder behind him, Anna opened the curtain and said timidly, "Don't be angry, big barbarian, I said nonsense in order to stop the guard and complete your strategy, expedient, you don't have to take it seriously"

"No, after taking the city of Nicaea, of course, I will complete the wedding ceremony with you, this is a solemn promise, isn't it?" Gawain, who was riding on horseback, looked at the fires of the camp in the distance, and knew that the Frankish garrison was about to arrive.

"However, from the moment I escaped from the palace, I was no longer the purple-clothed princess of the empire, and if I really married, not only might it not help you, but it might also invite unnecessary misfortune and attacks."

"Anna" Gawain turned his back to her, interrupted her speech, and then thoughtfully, "Actually, I told you before, don't care about the identity of Komneno's daughter, the worst thing is that Dai Duo still has this surname, she can be regarded as being harmed by me, I am sorry for her." ”

"The reason why Dedo is not me, why I am not Dedo is because I was able to abandon the tiara, the ring, all the glory of the Komnenos royal family in the bitter winter, in the grand wedding ceremony commissioned by my father, and climb over the 2,500-foot-long elevated aqueduct that hovered over the cliff face, and slid down the slope of the mountain dozens of feet high. Gawain, this is my courage and determination, and Dai Duo does not, so I don't have to be responsible for Dai Duo's fate, I should think about it. Anna sat upright, and when she had finished speaking earnestly, she lowered the curtain and said no more.

"Yes. You will be the Empress of Rome. Gawain couldn't find a word to answer for a while, so he could only reply.

This sentence. I never took this promise we made in front of the Colosseum as a joke. And Gawain I believe it is not empty words for you, you are not that kind of person. ”

"Yes, trust me in the future." Then, in the middle of the night, in front of the Frankton House at the junction, several knights gathered around Madame Goethehild, dressed in embroidered brocade robes, and came out, "Gawain, according to what Count Warner said beforehand, I am waiting for you here. Goethehild smiled and clapped his hands. A few servants put fine white bread, caviar, Provencal bacon and other foods in baskets and placed them in the luggage compartment behind the small shoulders. ”

With a bang, the curtain on her shoulders was torn open again, and she stared at the fawn-like pupils of Godhilde, who was standing beside the big man, what kind of beautiful woman was there. The relationship with Gawain is so intimate.

Then, a finely lacquered box reached the tip of her little nose, accompanied by a gentle smile from Goethehil, "Inside is the best Corvador henna." And a small mirror, I hope you like it - how, can you take the step to talk to Gawain? ”

"Thank you." Anna took the box. Then Goethehilde, who continued to smile at her, walked with Gawain to a mulberry tree about thirty feet away.

"I'm hungry, but I'm not hungry. I was just frightened. Gawain looked over there and said. In the middle of the new year. The thick leaves of the mulberry tree make a tidal sound in the wind, which can probably represent Gawain's mood at this moment.

"Calm down Gao Wen, I should roughly understand the current situation, you will be forced into a corner by countermeasures." Goethehild raised his palms and said in relief, "Any man, including Baldwin. You're not alone, you're not alone, you're like that, you're not alone. In fact, what you are afraid of is not the sacred marriage contract itself, this girl is very smart, noble and moving, you like her, don't you? ”

Gawain leaned over and pressed his hand on the trunk of the tree, "I must have been bewitched by the devil, and from the first time Anna saw me, I thought the attraction was in each other. ”

"I don't quite understand what you mean by that first half."

"She's only fourteen."

"Oh my God, I don't know if this would be a problem." Goethehild was puzzled, "But this inconsequential branch does not need to go on in the conversation, and Gawain does not think of or involve other women now—it is not the sacred covenant itself that the man fears, but the other party to the covenant, that is, the woman, and he fears this sweet and lovely enemy, who will let himself be inferior in the long battle that follows." Then Goethehild smiled meaningfully, and pointed to Sabina, who was grazing with her tail bowed down over there, "Whoever is a knight, who is a horse, who is a master and who is a servant, this is the war between men and women, you are afraid of this little girl, she is too smart." ”

Hearing Baldwin's wife's words, Gawain raised his head and lowered his head, he had to admit that Goldhild's analysis was correct, and if he were in that world, he would definitely recommend this woman to the top profession of psychoanalyst.

"Then continue this war, Gawain, don't you like adventurous and challenging undertakings the most? Compete with this adorable little girl for real power and battle wits in a game of 'knight and horse rotation'. Compared with you, she is lacking, that is, her experience is too shallow after all, and some experience cannot be gained without passing lessons. Then Goethechild raised his face to face the night breeze, which had softened slightly, "You will enjoy this kind of war, game after game, and then perhaps the end of your life will come to you before you before you know it." ”

"Thank you, I feel like I've got some appetite again now." Gawain then wiped his nose and thanked him, and walked in the direction of his shoulder.

"Those pieces of salted meat are delicious—don't lose, prodigal son Gawain." Goethechild pointed to his back and smiled in response.

Then, the Frankish knights accompanying Goethechild, including Werner on horseback, let out a burst of malicious boos and laughter, and Goethehild saw that Gowenjing walked to his shoulder, savagely picked up Anna inside, carried it on his shoulder in the exclamation of the other, and then threw it on Sabina's back, and ran away on his own.

"What have I done?" said Goethehild, shrugging his shoulders, then sighing softly, and walking in the direction of the camp, several knights following her honestly.

"Let's go, too." Muzafiadin and Andodat raised their hands and said to the rest of the stunned servants and guards.

Sabina galloped on the shore of Lake Nicaea under the moonlight, Anna crouched on the horse, and kept patting the hilt of the sword that Gawain was carrying on her belt, asking the other party to put her down, but Gawain ignored it at all, and several soldiers of the Dalian team who were in charge of the secret sentry in the grass had just raised their bows and spears, and saw their archduke's iconic mount and sword, as well as the girl's voice, so they consciously avoided it, and consciously stood within a radius of half a guri, and assumed the duty of guard.

"The Grand Duke is discussing with people the secret plan of attacking the city." When Giovanni arrived with a patrol team, the soldier pointed to the moonlit lake.

"Well, then I'll go over there to patrol the sentry, beware of the Konya Turkic spies." Believing this, Giovanni led a few soldiers armed with spears and bows and arrows in the direction of the new gate of the city of Nicaea.

"Don't worry, you can't let half of the spies go." The soldier raised his arm and replied earnestly.

In front of an acacia tree that had just sprouted buds on the high ground of sand beside the lakeside, Gawain held his bridle, jumped off the horse, and then took Sabina by the hand, tying the docile mare, and then he turned around, and hugged Anna, who had not spoken or fled, and laid her on the grass.

Anna took two quick steps back, with a sharp sound—she pulled the sword of phosphorus and fire from the ring of Gawain's belt upside down, and then her delicate hands trembled with force, and she held the sword like this, hunched back, her shoulders towering, like a fawn about to be preyed, facing Gawain, leaning against the slender trunk, "You are too savage, the nobles of Rome did not have such a way. ”

"Didn't you say that I had already pierced your underneath?" Gawain raised his hands, and the tall figure with the moonlight on his back slowly pressed towards Anna, "But I think it's just a lie." ”

"Nonsense, nonsense" Anna's sword blade trembled, and her originally sweet hoarse voice changed, "Could it be that the barbarian woman just now said something to you?" ”

"Hmm." Gawain lowered his head, and then the calcium carbide firelight pulled out the Turkic scimitar on the shoulder strap, pressed Anna's blade, and then circled and struck, and in the crisp sound, the sword of phosphorus fire fell upside down from Anna's hand, and the hilt and blade of the sword were still shaking slightly, "There is no Roman way here, let me try the way of the Varyag barbarians." After saying that, Gawain threw down the scimitar, and Anna, who understood her fate, closed her eyes, her hands were very nervously opening slightly, her fingers scratched the bark, and the gentle moonlight fell on her white face, like salt sprinkled in the snow, Gawain picked up her cheeks, gently brushed her forehead, and then leaned over and kissed it, first the shiny forehead, then the trembling eyelashes, then the delicate bridge of the nose, and finally touched the soft little mouth.

Anna's lips were covered by the other party's skill, she felt that her heart was about to be sucked out, and she could only passively make a beautiful sound, and her fingers moved away from the trunk, first opened, then clenched, and finally could only stand on tiptoe, struggle to open again, and pinch Gawain's arm, like a small ship in a storm found a harbor, and could no longer let go.

I don't know how much time has passed, the ruthless Gawain can be considered to let go, Anna gasped, her eyes were half-opened, and she looked up at Gawain wet in the moonlight, "It's just a Varyag barbarian's way, but so" Before she could finish speaking, Gawain attacked again rudely, blocking her voice, this time the big barbarian's shoulders and chest pressed against his own, squeezing her against the trunk, and gently biting her lips, Anna's breathing was unsteady and short, He could only passively lean his neck and cheek against the other party's big hand, and then moved his own hand and put it on the brute's shoulders, because the other party's back was too wide to be able to hold it.

"It's over, Anna, don't think about it and let everything fall." (To be continued.) )