Waiting until Gawain, Agnes and the others, after walking into the small gate of Vanka City, they found that the corridor was surrounded by walls on all sides, it was a closed spiral passage, covered with stone steps, and they walked for a long time before they came to the top of the fort, where there was a cistern dug out of a stone trough, and the rain could meet the needs of the soldiers in the fort for many years. But I didn't expect it to be a cramped and narrow hill fort. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Gawain said with some contempt, "Sure enough, it's a good place for hyenas to make a nest." ”

"The traffic blockage will inevitably lead to greater military value than economic value here." With some snow falling on her gray hair, wrapped in a **** coat of similar color to her hair, Agnes stood next to the cistern, looking at the mountain scenery reflected by the sun and snow in fascination.

"In the past, Ruben had severed ties with Meritene in the north in order to protect the region and the fortress, and had dug up the ancient streets in an attempt to keep the Turkic invasion tide at bay to the north of the Peak Barrier, and now it was necessary to restore communication as soon as possible. For I must send my army as soon as possible to seize Meritane. Gawain crossed his waist and stood on the battlements made of gray-yellow rocks, looking at the vast and majestic distance against the wind, and it seemed that his mind quickly surpassed the city of Vanka, and with his wings pounced on the Melitene that he had been chanting, "The future situation is that the Romans will set off a frenzy of counterattack and drive the group of Oghuz chieftains out of this plateau...... We don't want to be a hyena to protect ourselves, we want to be a foraging lion. ”

Then the warriors of the Guard escorted the Gorpan friars of the Apostolic Church to Gawain, and the Grand Duke stood on the battlement, looking back at him like an eagle, and pointing to a building surrounded by trees at the bottom of the mountain, "Is that your monastery?" ”

"Yes, my Highness, if you want to eradicate it and put me to death, then please." Gorpin, who wore the crown of the law, kept kissing the rosary in his hand, hoping that by such an act he would gain the courage to die—and shuddered at the thought of the great nobleman who had been executed by the sword in front of him in front of the dwarf pine on the previous march.

Gawain jumped down from the battlement and walked to the kneeling Golpan, "A man who puts death first is a man who is very concerned about this kind of thing. ”

Gorpan seemed to have been rightly told, but he was too ashamed to admit it, so he could only keep his face pressed against the stone slab at the top of the fort and not say a word.

"I forgive you, and all the people in your monastery, whether they be cooks, carpenters, or priests. But you must offer me a kiss of allegiance, for now I am the only one armed to protect your safety, and I use my sword for your advantage, and you serve me with your pen and ink. With that, Gawain stretched out his finger and stared it in front of Golpan's eyes, and stopped, and finally Gorpan took two steps forward with difficulty, took Gawain's finger and kissed it a few times, then leaned his face on his finger, trembling and rubbing, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Lord." ”

"Remember to come to the city of Tarsus every year on a certain date to make a pilgrimage to me." Gawain quickly withdrew his fingers, turned around and took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped it twice, then his gaze fell on Anselm, and suddenly asked, "Your Excellency, this war of extermination against Ruben has gone very smoothly and as you can see, thanks to the blessing of your incomparably powerful weapon. But what kind of content would you report to the city of Rome? I'm looking forward to it. As he spoke, Gawain's long, large hand pressed against the hilt of the Phosphorus Fire Sword on his belt.

Anselm, who had always stood beside him and did not dare to move, his face was extremely distorted, and the shiny top of his head wrapped in a cloak trembled, and at this moment the duties and principles of a high-ranking clergyman reminded him not to succumb to Gawain's obscenity, and that he should write straight and report everything truthfully to His Crown, but his eyes saw that Gawain's fingers were constantly moving around the hilt of the sword, as if he could pull out the sword like lightning at any moment, and slash it at his fragile neck....... And the gray-haired girl, who was extremely beautiful and cold, stood behind the monster as if she were the brains of this "seven-horned and ten-headed Babylonian monster", and stared at herself with indifferent eyes.

"Or have you already written something to the people involved?" Gawain's tone suddenly tinged with impatience.

"No, no, no." Anselm hastily denied, "I will never stir up relations between Seleucia and the city of Rome!" ”

Gawain's pale blue pupils weakened a little with murderous aura, and then he stepped forward, took his hand off the hilt of his sword, and pressed it on Anselm's shoulder, who was extremely nervous. Anselm lowered his head and didn't dare to say more, let alone resist, he could feel the murderous aura overflowing on all sides, and he could almost hear his own frantic heartbeat, "Lord Anselm, you're right to think like this." If you think about it, the power of Seleucia represents the power of you, the patriarch, and its growing strength can only benefit you. The tithes are also at your own disposal, how good, you can build an altar in any city you want, you will be in a hurry, and I have heard that the body under the crown is also in a state of depression, it has reached a great level, and the future is as confused as this snow fog in front of you, who can be the future or the next Holy See, it may be you, but it may also be any other cardinal. So take care of your health and safety, and don't make me sad, and now on the deck of my Gawain ship, pray with all your heart that this ship will sail to the lighthouse on the other side! ”

After disposing of all this, Gawain walked down the stairway of the city gate over there, followed by the little sunfish and the Turkic soldiers, "How is the Corquisson Fort disposed of?" And then how did the whole situation lay out? Agnes asked softly.

"The Gimagith Brigade is ready to follow the pilgrims south to attack the Holy City after the appointed time has come, as a stake in my pilgrimage to the east; The Red Hand Brigade and the Red Hand Cavalry, one of which was stationed near the city of Vanka, were to maintain law and order, and the main force quickly and desperately attacked north to take Meritane, where only the Emir of Danishmund; The Defender Brigade also advanced to Corquizon, surrounded it for a long time, and slowly boiled down the Armenian rebels inside, who were acceptable if they wanted to surrender, and did not have to leave prisoners when the city fell. Gawain lowered his boots and walked down the steps, looking at the prince's place of residence in the city, "So, this time I have to use you again Little Sunfish - the two heraldic officers have stayed in the castle of Trangzak to be busy with the distribution of the land, and Hetomia is serving Anna in Seleucia, dealing with the exchange of paperwork and correspondence with Constantinople. Now by my side, you are the only one who can help me with the chores. (To be continued.) )