The two men who rushed out suddenly disturbed the order in which the Turkic soldiers shot their arrows, and the arrows brushed and clung to the side of the tree trunk, carrying flying leaves, and finally fell into the waters of the lake of Nicaea.

Gawain's shoulders and waist, and the back of Diognis's, were each hit with an arrow, and the cluster of arrows pierced into their chain mail chains, and the great momentum shook them violently at the same time, and the tie of the Red Hand Banner was broken, and the drum fluttered - Erickson stood in front of Gawain, and was hit by several arrows in the back, and crashed into Gawain's arms, and the bloody hand grabbed the horn of the Red Hand Banner to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

"Erickson!" Gawain squeezed the hand of the other servant, tears welling up from the corners of his eyes.

The three of them hugged each other and fell down, and there were a lot of blood stains on the side of Farov's military flag totem red hand, which covered the fallen three people like a blanket, and the fallen leaves kept falling on the covering it.

"Stop shooting." Hajib raised his hand again in grief, and the archers of Roma laid down their weapons and retreated to the back of the line, then he looked at the present tragic scene, "Go and report to the Sultan, we have already executed the enemy with bows and arrows"

In the evening, the lake was full of water, and soon flooded into the grove, and the bodies of Gawain, Diognis, and Erickson were washed by the lake and floated, and the Roma soldiers dragged Gawain with their hooks, but he dragged the other two with his hooks—and in the end, Hajibuga sent ten soldiers, and finally dragged the three to the top of the dry embankment.

"Fainted from blood loss." A medical officer from Saracen turned Gawain over, then looked at it, and said to Hajib, who nodded repeatedly.

Then there was Diognis, and the medical officer had the same opinion.

Finally, there was Erickson, who looked at it and shook his head at Atarberg, "The lungs have been shot through, and I can't live." ”

"Bury this red-haired child." Hajib said sadly.

Then Hajib looked at the city of Nicaea, full of loud voices, as if the Greeks were still fighting among themselves, so he added a codex to the sultan who supervised the war behind, "Rectify the military camp first, the city of Nicaea is estimated to fall automatically in two or three days, there is no need to destroy this great and magnificent city, it will become the most brilliant pearl in the hands of the sultan." ”

When the Codex reached Gilligi. The sultan smiled with satisfaction at Arslan's hand, and he sat in the middle of the tent, with Kabeamiya, the golden-handed consuless, having a seat next to him. At his side, his warriors held the imperial flag used by Emperor Constantine horizontally for the Sultan to admire.

"Very well, I have heard that the Roman Empire has always been inhabited by capable men, and as long as you and I cooperate sincerely, your teachings will spread smoothly to the Franks and Germanyland, and I will seize the emperor's throne and really plant the crescent moon banner at the head of Constantinople."

Kabeamiya smiled politely, and then the clerk beside the Sultan read out that the tall brown-haired brute, betrayed by his comrades, had been executed with a bow and arrow by Lord Atarberg Hajib on the shore of the lake, and the young female consul suppressed a complicated expression on her face, and she thought that Gawain was dead.

The city of Nicaea surrendered faster than anyone expected, and that night the plenipotentiary of the Plenipotentiary, the kissing madman, the Imam of Nicaea named Desiderius, rode with Francisco in a small boat, along the city's water gates and lakes, and approached the camp besieged by the Turks.

Because of the anger of the soldiers who learned the truth, the despicable Barromeo had already taken his own soldiers, and about three hundred soldiers, and fled through the side gate before the enemy had surrounded Nicaea, and went to join the emperor. When the rest of the soldiers learned of Gawain's fate, they did not have the fighting spirit to continue fighting, and they were unwilling to die for any of the Greek nobles, so they negotiated to retreat from the city and surrender, and elected the Imam and Frankisko as representatives of the peace talks.

A church handyman stood at the bow of the boat, shaking a torch against the shore. When the ship had docked, Hajib stood in front of the tent, and was the first to receive Desiderius, and then he led the imam into the tent, and Desiderius saw that Gawain and Theognes were each lying on a couch, covered with a white linen shroud.

"These two warriors died at the hands of our Turkic army, but Ben Ataberg was touched by their unyielding battle, so I allow the Imam of Nicaea to take their bodies back and bury them properly, may your Lord have mercy on him." Hajib next to him deliberately spoke loudly.

After a while, the patriarch of Nicaea, who was carrying a cross and wearing a robe, was guided by Hajib to the camp of the commander of the Sultan of Rûm.

At the same time, in the cold moonlight, the lake was rippling, and the boats carrying the "remains" of Gawain and Diognis, escorted by Francisco, slowly headed towards the Nicaea Water Gate.

In the middle of the lake, Francisco heard a voice—Gawain lay there, his eyes wide open, and with one hand he tore off the cloth covering his body, his sword still beside him.

"Barromeo has fled in the direction of Nicomidia—by the way, Erikson is dead, and it was the Turks who buried the child." Franky Scott sat in front of him and said.

"I'll keep this shroud for him." With heavy and hard breathing, Gawain twisted the rough corners of the cloth word by word, "In three days, he will be able to use it." After saying that, his eyes were fixed on the round of moonlight.

The soldiers who remained in the square of Nicaea City, about five hundred people, lined up in two columns, carrying torches, watched as Gawain and the catcher were put on a mule cart at the Water Gate and dragged to the Cathedral of Nicaea, "The Earl Commander has been wounded by an arrow, and he will discuss the rest when he recovers, and the Patriarch has gone to negotiate peace with the Turks." At the wheel of the mule cart, Francisco was still limping and explained to the many soldiers.

On the wall of the church, the portrait of the Archangel St. Michael, dressed in armor and holding a spear, stands in the clouds, and on the "tip" of the spear, a large ochre-colored gecko, is flashing its eyes, staring at the insects flying around under the candlelight, calmly and slowly clinging to the damp wall, approaching a stationary prey, and then violently curling out its crimson tongue, easily devouring the unlucky man.

"Poof!" The gecko, which had just been devouring its food, suddenly twisted and trembled on all fours, and struggled miserably, a sword blade stabbed it against the wall, and several small blue-green flames hissed out, and about half an hour later, a tall shadow on the wall stood up

While still unconscious, Diognis reached out with a large hand and took the rosary beside him, wrapped it around the hilt of his sword, and Gawain walked down the steps of the church.

Several soldiers on the night watch, with incredible expressions, stood up and looked at Gawain, who had miraculously recovered.