After the planning was completed, Gawain raised the long firebolt and showed it to Baldwin and said, "How about this weapon?" Able to shoot flames, shoot lethal and wounding projectiles, and make intimidating sounds, less than 200 have been made in the workshops of Sithshire, and dozens of them have been used in the previous battlefield of Ferromeron with good results. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info If Adana wants, I can provide tools and equipment and instructors. ”

"I saw you shoot with it just now, but your Turkic servants were busy for a long time, changing Khitan snow and pumping with a cane, and then lighting a fire rope. So how many movements do you need to shoot normally? ”

"Not much, more than ten to twenty, you can illustrate and record them in the manuscript of the drill book, so that the soldiers can train diligently."

"So to simplify this step, how many more manipulators do you need to manipulate this firebolt?"

"Two rows, three is fine, and a group of five is of course more efficient."

Baldwin laughed and waved his hand, saying that there would be no need for this - if you want to fire two salvos before the enemy cavalry attack, it will take hundreds or even thousands of manpower to control it, which is a waste. Much less efficient than teaching this group to use spears and bows against the enemy, "After all, Adana's manpower is far inferior to that of your Tarsus." ”

After saying that, in order to prove his point, Baldwin shouted in Turkic to Muzafiadin, "Shoot down a waterfowl with a bow." ”

So the Turkic servant took his bow and tied the string like lightning, and an arrow flew past Gawain's gun, and suddenly the waterfowl in a half-flying state screamed, and was pierced by the arrow, and fell to the ground in a daze...... "That's why I'm trying to recruit archers from the Cilician mountain people. ”

Gawain shook his head, feeling that there was no need to force it down.

Then he walked slowly down the grass to the shade of the tent, where he was there. Goliath was crouching and squatting, crying and weeping, while his bare head was sewing the broken hanging bag on the horse of the Great Protector - the Praetorian Standard-Bearer had only learned of Godfrey's death from someone else today, and had been weeping here for a long time.

At that time, Tim was just a blind man who could not eat enough, and it was the Duke who gave him a bite to eat and directed him to serve his current master and become the standard-bearer of the Praetorian Guard. Now that his benefactor Godfrey is dead, Diem has more and more sincere grief than anyone else.

Gawain sighed, walked up behind Tim and patted him on the shoulder, "Goliath, the Duke is now buried in the Skull of Christ's Passion as the first consul...... If you can't settle it in your heart, go to the Skull Land to guard the duke's tomb for a while, whether it's a year or two years, and I'll keep the position of Praetorian Flag Bearer for you. ”

Diem's big bald head and face cried like a red fire that was about to explode, and the tendons were tangled together, "But I'm gone, who will protect you?" ”

"So you don't leave me forever, Tarsus has a sum of money to be sent to the Holy City as a donation for St. John's Hospital, and you escort the money box to the Holy City by boat. In addition, I will guard the tomb of the duke, and go there for the usual lodging and eating, and go to the deacon of the hospital, Gerald, and I will pay for you an additional thirty gold coins for food. ”

When Dim really carried a heavy cash box, crossed the iconic white stone bridge of Mopsuitiana, followed the endless stream of caravans and soldiers, boarded an Amalfi merchant ship from the port of Malrus, and sailed in the fog of the Levantine Sea to the port of Jaffa.

Also on the decks of the ships, there are vivid descriptions of how Galvin, the great adventurer and iron-clad monarch of Tarsus, the "White Death", defeated the army of the Greek emperor, "There is no reliable source of the despotic emperor of Greece that he is alive, and not in the terrible arid valleys of Anatolia." ”

Half a month after the Battle of Firomeron, the situation on the plateau began to change fiercely: when the Brenus and his wife were passing through the valley of the Lyžka River, they were suddenly attacked by the Callegos party under the command of Raymond, who pretended to be the emperor's rout, hunted the passing personnel everywhere for the fierce and greedy one-eyed master, and they carried quivers on their backs, and occupied the high ground of the valley like mountain bandits and attacked Brenus's team, and a few arrows even passed through Daido's shoulder, scaring the mother and son of the princess in purple to death.

Thanks to the desperate efforts of Brenus's guards and Gawain's friendly guards, they escaped the bloody attack of the "sharks" and fled back to the city of Philadofiam.

Enraged, Brennus sent a letter condemning the Count of Lauriticia, but Raymond replied, "Now that the Emperor's life and death are unknown, the empire is torn apart, it is the sword and the warrior who decide the new order, and I want to do something as great as Gawain's." ”

From then on, Raymond unscrupulously used the new castle as a base, and constantly sent Callegos and Provençals to the western plains of Lydia to plunder and burn, capture market towns and villages, and the conflict and hatred with Brenus intensified. In the end, in order to avoid Raymond's edge, the Brenus simply migrated to Nymphaion, not far from the port of Smyrna, where they actively contacted the city-states of Relaya, Pisa, and Bari, and instigated her husband to sign one contract after another to sell the islands and minerals, and continued to recognize the privileged interests of these Italian city-states in the alum mines of Samos, Caios, and Smyrna, in exchange for financial support. At the same time, the couple were like small beasts in a cave, watching closely and in horror in the direction of the imperial capital, hoping to get the exact whereabouts of the emperor - Alexios. Komnenos has been gone for almost a month.

Further north, Tetisius and four or five thousand new troops openly ran back, occupied Prussa, Abydos and other areas, set up dense camps in various cities, and conscripted more than 3,000 new soldiers in the local area to strengthen his strength: Tetisius, who had settled down, handed over the camp to the supervision of Meriselos, a henchman of the prince's party, and he himself hurriedly ran towards the imperial capital by boat.

At this time, the news of the emperor's destruction in Philomeron had reached the Brachna Palace through different channels, and the whole palace was in chaos. In the official office of the Minister of Zaifu, Prince John, the "chief executive", was also stunned to see the war report sent back from the front, and his entire back seemed to have been violently beaten by the wind and snow of Mount Olympus in winter, and he sat on his seat for a long time without moving, and the chill came out of his bones.

And the Imperial Minister Beriel stood beside the prince with a wandering gaze, and many officials asked maliciously from time to time, "We don't have the whereabouts of Your Majesty now, you are the legitimate supreme ruler of the empire today, and the orders of this capital should be issued by you, please guide us on how to do it." (To be continued.) )