On the wasteland of the castle of Little Antioch, the emperor, wrapped in an embroidered silk cloak and wearing a small golden crown, rode a horse, accompanied by Brenus and several palace guards, and stepped out from under the confrontation of the army, and behind him, waving the large purple imperial flag and the blue and white military flag, slowly walked to the Gauwen office, about sixty feet away from him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gawain was accompanied only by a Turkic servant with a quiver on his back and a healing cloth wrapped around his ribs, as well as Walter, the commander of the armored cavalry regiment, and Goti, the deputy commander.

On both sides, about 20,000 soldiers from both sides were densely arranged, "The Western Patriarch of the city of Rome has already taken over." The Emperor pulled his bridle and turned sideways to Gawain and said.

"Yes, about 200,000 pilgrims are receiving crosses, coming towards His Majesty's imperial capital, and the situation is about to change again." Gawain replied, stroking his chest on horseback.

"There must be some wolves and beasts like you mixed in, and I must return to the imperial capital to preside over all this, and my ideal candidate would be to let Lord Conrad, the generalissimo of the court of Salian Caesar, preside over this large contingent of pilgrims." The killing intent in the emperor's eyes did not disappear, "Once the chief Danishmond is defeated, the overall situation of the plateau below will be in my control. ”

"Danishmond is a warrior and a savage being more savage than the Sultan of Konya. Your Majesty is careful. As for the contemptible (Gawain no longer calls himself a servant), he must be responsible for sending troops to Cappadocia, sweeping the Kayseri fortress besieging Danishmund, containing the enemy's forces from the south, so as to help His Majesty, and in addition to the annual tribute, he will also be punctual in dealing with the imperial capital. Gawain's expression was earnest.

The Emperor snorted coldly, and then he lowered his eyebrows, "Apate's child, you are not allowed to give him a non-Orthodox barbarian name. I have already thought about it, so I will give him the Christian name of Khlistopher, and in the future, after he is born, if I have already destroyed you, you must not kill your own child, and send Hristopher to the imperial capital, and I will send him to a monastery for a good death, and I will train him to be a qualified theologian and a man of culture. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, and if I enter Constantinople, I will be equally kind to the Empress and His Majesty's youngest son, Adjoan." After Gawain finished speaking, he then pulled his bridle as hard as he could, and rode away, "Besides, my child will not receive a theological education, he will learn a lot, but theology I will tell him to stay away, the children of the Varyags need not be afraid of anything before they become adults!" ”

"Sooner or later, the arrogant Varyag barbarians will perish on this plateau." The Emperor looked angrily at the backs of the unknown and the dust raised by the horses' hooves, "Brenus, our class is back to Afyon." ”

In the grand city of Konya, several soldiers who were guarding the city were tiredly holding their banners, standing at the battlements that had just been repaired, when suddenly a burst of birds passed through the rising sun, and black shadows obscured the daylight, "The enemy army has retreated, the enemy army has retreated!" The little leader who took the lead couldn't believe his eyes, and in the mountains around the castle, the emperor's soldiers were everywhere holding torches to light the spring grass, and the black smoke obscured the originally blue sky to block the possible pursuit of the city. Escorted by soldiers carrying weapons, quivers, and battle flags, the wagons departed toward the valley to the west.

A group of Roma Bey and Ghazi, wrapped in turbans and chainmail and carrying knives, gathered in the halls of the Sultan's palace to report the news. In the gloomy corner, the exhausted Sultan Giliki. Beside Arslan stood the close minister Hajib, as well as the leader of the mercenaries of the Qundanishmund, "The emperor's army has retreated?" Hmph, Emperor Komnenos still hasn't been able to defeat Gawain in Miliosephron! The Sultan's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Your Majesty the Sultan, in return for this victory, is said to have given the land east of the Citadel of Ankara to the Great Emir of Merrick, and Milio Sefalon to Gawain." The group of Bey and Ghazi looked at each other, and encouraged the older warrior to raise the topic with their eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with this, it is said that hundreds of thousands of pilgrims will soon come from the Franks and Lombardy, and the kingdom of Råma will once again bear the brunt." Giliche smiled bitterly and said, "At that time, the city of Konya is likely to face the onslaught of the Emperor of Constantinople again, and we may be greeted by the fate of complete destruction and withering, after all, it is only a matter of sooner or later......"

The beys below all bowed their heads and looked at each other, and at this time, they didn't know who it was, and they were the first to say, "Then please let His Majesty Sultan fulfill the promise on the felt as soon as possible." ”

Hearing this, the Sultan shuddered, and then he rubbed the arm of his chair, "Hajib. ”

"Yes, His Majesty the Sultan." Hajib bowed down in fear, and then all the Bey and Ghazi bowed down and sat around Jiliki.

"I am twenty-three years old, and after the failure of the Emperor Komnenos to ask for the princess, only Shahnamy was my woman, and she had never been named before, and now I have straightened her to make up for the guilt I have felt for her over the years; Shah Nami bore me a son and a daughter, Massoud and Heiya, and after I fulfilled my promise, you will take good care of the seven-year-old Massoud, and in the future marry the five-year-old Xiya into the powerful and glorious Oghuz family. ”

"Obey ......," Hajib wept silently.

Then the Sultan stood up in despair, "Ladies and gentlemen, although our people converted to Allah many years ago, the traditions we have received from our ancestors cannot be destroyed. After saying this, the whole hall burst into tears, and the Sultan slowly moved into the dormitory behind.

On the cushions on the carpet, the Sultan sat down cross-legged, hugged his weeping wife, Shahnamei, in his arms, and looked at the children who were still sleeping in the curtains. ”

"Why, why, the warrior families of the Oghuz Turks have such stupid habits?" Shahnami wept like a rain-soaked moon.

"It's not stupidity, it's the custom under the wisdom of our ancestors. Now the whole of the Romani Gazi, tired and dissatisfied with my governance, think that I have lost a large part of the country, and they want a stronger figure to lead them, so they want me to fulfill the promise I made on the felt. The Sultan whispered.

"But didn't you flee from the court of Malikshah Khan at the age of thirteen, and after gaining the allegiance of three hundred Oghuz and Turkmen soldiers, you swept across the plateau, restored the cause of your dead father, and deserved to be the ruler of the world? You are the Surelman who terrifies the enemy! Why can't this group of people endure one or two setbacks and failures? Shahna wept silently.

"There's no need to say anything about women, it's predestined. I almost forget, you woman, that I killed your father in the first place. (To be continued.) )