Outside the courtyard, in the garden, Gawain and Godfrey stood there, stopping the emotional Bohemond.

Bartholomew, in the midst of the cheers of the multitude, solemnly held the gold-encrusted spear, and under the respectful protection of several distinguished priests, stepped down from his shoulder, and then glared at the white eyes, and stepped up the steps into the back hall of the church, where Admar, Peter, and other friars, large and small, and even the Orthodox Patriarch, John. Oakhilt, all dressed in solemn robes, prostrated on the floor of the back hall, as if welcoming the true Christ, bowed to the top of the spear that had been born out of nothing.

What made Bohemond even more indignant was that on the side of the back hall, Raymond, the Marquis of Provence, and a group of servants also came in full costume, triumphantly telling the holy spear and the crowd of onlookers.

"Despicable villain, he planned all this, and said that he would punish the hillbilly who lied about the holy miracles, but after he took us away in the blink of an eye, he should have secretly found the priesthood, deceived the other party, betrayed us, and didn't know where to find a Xibei to serve as the show-off capital of the Provençals!" Bohemond gritted his teeth and was about to rush forward to tear and debunk, but both Baldwin and Gawain eagerly stopped him, "Let go of me, let go of me!" Presumably you are with him, too. "The Duke of Apulia was very emotional.

"Listen, Antioch's post-war attribution still follows the original secret room agreement. If Raymond oversteps, we'll take up the sword and help you expel him. That holy spear, since the priesthood has spoken and acknowledged its authenticity, is the standard spear of Longinus. If you go up impulsively now, you will only become the target of public criticism for interfering with the pre-war encouragement ceremony. Godfrey stepped forward to persuade him.

"Gawain, you tell them that the real holy spear is still in the Brachna Palace at the moment, this is what the purple-clothed princess chick told you personally, quick! They must not doubt the authenticity of Anna's language. Bohemond was still moving his hands and feet after being strangled, his face was purple, and the purple ribbon on the "holy spear" held by Bartholomew was the same color, "The Duke of Lorraine has made it very clear just now, since the soldiers and the gangsters are willing to believe it, it is true, you don't want to fight against their ideas, that is an extremely stupid act, can't you see the end of the Pisa Chamber of Commerce!" Gawain used his arm to clamp Bohemond's neck even tighter, and if it weren't for the presence of many, many people, he would have liked to give the red-bearded guy a few "middle two correction punches" to try.

Eventually, an exhausted Bohemond relented, and he watched as the crowd embraced the hillbilly and his imposter from the back hall to the front hall, and then the whole square in front of the church was filled with flocks of birds and cheers. Bohemond clenched his fists, gasping for breath, sat on the floor, hatred boundless.

Now, everyone knows that this sacred weapon from heaven was discovered by the Marquis de Provence, but because of his outstanding character and the spirit of his contribution to the whole pilgrimage cause, he gave it to the priest free of charge, and asked that on the battlefield of the coming day, the priest and Bartholomew hold it together, "where the infidels will be invincible and defeated"!

Now the mood of the whole city was fanatically aroused, and the women of the pilgrims, noblewomen and commoners, sat down in the square, and piled up all their jewels and money around the holy spears as the heads of the soldiers' triumphant victory, and then they began to carry machinery, and without interruption they spun their blouses, which were dyed with crosses of various colors, for they printed whatever they could find, madder, bluegrass, and so on.

When the smock was delivered to the lords, including Gawain, all of them were draped over their armor, and then they lined up to receive the sacrament in the antechamber of the church, taking care of Gawain's "peculiarity of status", and the large number of Armenian and Syrian believers in the army, the sacrament was divided into two tables, one for unleavened round cakes and grape juice, and the other for leavened cakes, red wine, and water--Gawain, who wore the smock, because of the peculiarity of his status, walked to this table and then to that table.

Ademar stood at the table of the unleavened bread, and Okhilt at the table of the leavened bread, presiding over the sacrament of their respective groups of believers, plus the blessing of weapons.

When Gawain went to Okhilt, knelt down, and received the bread and wine, Patriarch Antioch exclaimed, "Is not our blessed cup a partake of the blood of Christ?" Is not the bread that we break apart from the body of Christ? Together with the call of heaven, go to heaven together. Unite and fight together to defeat the infidels. ”

On the other hand, Gawain raised the sword of phosphorus and fire, and Ademar closed his eyes and pressed his hand to the edge of the sword and said, "I watched and saw that the heavens were opened. There is a white horse. He who rides on a horse is called honest and true. He judges and fights according to righteousness. His eyes are like a flame of fire, and he wears many crowns on his head. And there was a name written on it, and no one knew it but himself. He was dressed in blood-spattered clothes. His name is the Word of God. And all the armies of heaven followed him, on white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean. A sharp sword comes out of his mouth to smite the nations. and he shall rule them with a rod of iron."

"I will be blessed by St. Michael, St. Dimitri, and St. Theodore, and my sword will be filled with courage and faith. In the wasteland of the day to come, We will use it to capture false kings, false prophets, and believers of beasts, and cast them into the sea of hell formed by brimstone, and let the ravens peck at their carcass. Gawain responded with the same words, and then stood to the side with his sword in his hand, and began the blessing and sacrament ceremony of the next lord.

In the wasteland in front of the square, the gathered Christian soldiers began to distribute horses and borrow arms and shields from each other, many of whom were already destitute, so the lord distributed the money and weapons that he had stolen from the Pisans to them selflessly. Hartmann, Count of Swabia, gave up his horse to the brave standard-bearer, and he got on a donkey and prepared to fight in Japan. When the poor knight from Esch said that he did not have enough weapons and food, Duke Godfrey came up to him and appointed him as an eternal guest at his table, starting tonight.

The people of Christ, united at this moment, were divided into several neat arrays, and under the command of their respective dukes and counts, they all sat down on the ground, led their horses, held their weapons, received their little crosses and robes, and began to sing all night long, and the song flew in all directions. (To be continued.) )