"Actually, this matter is in this Zoroastrian hall, by the fire altar that is worthy of my identity, and I hope to get your permission to make a holy marriage between the two of us. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Gawain whispered this sincerely.

Kabeamia's expression was stunned at first, and then her pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and shimmered like stars in the light of the flames on the pedestal, as if filled with tears of agitation.

She was a Paulicite consul and opposite a ...... The saint of the Ecumenical Church, the chief guarantor of the great hospital, the holy warrior of the Holy Sepulchre, the Paul-sent laity plus the gold medal undercover agent, in short, is an indescribable identity...... It will actually be here, united by the Zoroastrian "holy marriage" that has been in decline for many years.

It's weird.

Thinking of this, the holy sister rubbed her fingers against her eyes, and tears soon poured down the gaps.

Gawain had a little guilt on his face, and his hands reached out to support her cheeks, "I know this is a very strange way, although we had misunderstandings and hostilities at the beginning, and even had bitter grudges, but now you have also paid a lot for me, after thinking about it, I can only use the ritual of Zoroastrianism to give you a small return." ”

In other words, the holy marriage of Zoroastrianism was originally an act between pure blood-related royal descendants, marrying a sister, marrying an older sister, and even a father marrying a daughter, all of which were unambiguous, just to maintain the "purity" of the family. But Gawain and Kabeamia are not related by blood at all, and they are not descendants of the Persian royal family at all, and they are not even related, that is, through this shell.

After all, the Paulicians were also somewhat influenced by this religion. After all, Gawain has always called Kabeamia his "holy sister".

"Anna ......"

"I know that Anna knows that she will be unhappy, so this holy marriage can only be like this, in this hidden and declining temple, and isolated from the orthodox religious witness, only you and me." Gao Wen's words were guilty.

"That's good, too." The holy sister hugged Gawain's arms, rubbed her cheek against his chest, and muttered contentedly, "Anyway, I don't want to fight with all kinds of orthodox sects as an archon anymore, I'm not a good fighter." Even if it's just like that, no matter what form it takes, it's good to have a warm commitment and bond. ”

At this time, at the edge of the fierce flame tower, Gawain suddenly said, "I seem to understand where the greatest weakness of the Pauline sect is. ”

"Huh?"

"For you have absorbed the things of Manichaeism, claiming that light and darkness will fight continually, and what kingdom will accept such doctrines? For no king will give you the right to judge what is light and what is dark, and he does not want his subjects to draw from it the philosophy of struggle. Gawain's words were to the point.

"And you're going to be disgusted with me, too? Because now there is no one who can stop you from becoming a king. Kabeamia lifted her full forehead and black braids, "And I don't want to abandon my usual faith." ”

"Of course not, I'm going to set up your synagogue on the western border of the empire! But I know that in the future I will change the essence of my doctrine from the original struggle to obedience, so that you and your faith can survive in a new body and appearance, and win the love of the world. Gawain's big hand stroked the holy sister's hair and said in a deep voice.

"I have handed over the power and myself to you, a layman, and you have usurped everything, so you will usurp and possess it......"

In June, Gawain's brigade had returned to the city of Ani and Lake Sevan, and after a month's rest in the rich summer pastures, they went to Fort Tortomi to join the Yefandouni brigade of Hercules, and suddenly sent a note to Zagridin of the southern kingdom of Kirat Pasha, stating:

"You were a slave of Isfahan (in the Seljuk system, almost all local lords were equal to slaves of the Sultan), and you still are. A slave should be like a slave, and now that your master has summoned you to give me the whole of Lake Van and you yourself to return to the stables of Isfahan to work - then obey this command! ”

When Zagridin received the letter, he was furious, and he gathered the soldiers and horses of the entire country, and stationed them in the northern military stronghold of Manchiket, ready to desperately resist the invasion of Gao Wenyan and his untrustworthy attack.

Zagridin soon found himself isolated: now that the Seljuks regarded Gawain as the arbiter of the restoration and the hero of the heresy, and had not only written off his previous antagonisms, but also bribed him with many gifts and money, Zagriddin's request for assistance from Isfahan was sternly rebuffed, and he was replied that "the omnipotent Sultan has given Akin a whip that will make you fleshy, and perhaps it will teach you to bow your brow and obey fate." ”

The same is true for the city of Baghdad, where the caliph is very satisfied with the status quo after the arbitration and says that he is completely out of the situation.

As for Aleppo, Damascus, and Mosul, it goes without saying that the governor of Mosul, Kobha, also ordered his troops to go north, and there was a great possibility of cooperating with Gawain to attack Kirat Pasha.

Isolated and frightened, Zagriddin fled Manchiket Citadel with his cavalry in the middle of the month of Sha'bang (August in the Islamic calendar), then abandoned the city of Van and fled eastward until it disappeared completely.

The entire fertile Van Lake region opened the door to the Tarsus army without bloodshed.

In the vast wilderness of the mountains outside the city of Manchikert, where an entire army of Tarsus was stationed, the soldiers found traces of the Roman legions that had been wiped out thirty-four years earlier: hundreds of bones of those killed or killed in battle had been excavated under shallow soil, buried around a monastery, and many crosses hanging from the garden had been erected in the tombs.

This was the place where the Roman Empire had collapsed in disgrace, and now Gawain was going to lead everyone to march again—he stood on a barren hill surrounded by an array of detachments, with the sword of phosphorus and fire, looking at the distant peaks shining in the golden sunset, and he was generous:

Twelve years ago outside the city of Nicaea, I came into this world with nothing, with the gift of the devil, abandoned the fear of God, and climbed all the way to the point where there were both brave and resourceful and shameless scheming, I was about to overthrow a dynasty, but I would revive an empire, and the road after that should be long, but only fate would make me stop at the end, because I have a long way to go.

Suddenly, the soldiers saw their great patron, turned over and mounted Quicksilver, took hold of the reins, and ran down the road northeast of Manchikte, as if they had been summoned from the darkness.

Many generals, such as Gregor, Branas, Theognes, Hercules, Muzafiadin, etc., rode after each other to catch up.

The ochre-yellow peaks, and the bushy roads, retreated sharply in the setting sun, until the black veil of night rose above the Pleiades, and they were still galloping towards their destined place.