"Oh oh, go to the imperial capital, go to the imperial capital, and show your majesty!" All the soldiers raised their weapons, and the whole morale and fighting spirit were boosted.

Andreev, the helmsman of the Dalian team, was directing the captured believers and servants to cut down and build ships, while Giovanni, the military judge, scratched his head and walked straight to a tent, where the "little white-faced Wright" was sitting on a wine barrel and setting up the camp with a pen and drawing paper.

"Hey, Wright, when will we be able to complete tonight's camping map, I only fought once today, so the camping and password must be adjusted." Giovanni shouted as he pointed at Wright.

The last time Wright captured the city of Za'tar, he was not only sentenced to flogging, but also expelled from the Brotherhood for seducing a noblewoman. Gawain ordered, let this guy draw a camp map every day, correct his heart between the rulers, and also give full play to his strengths, Wright is one of the few in the Dalian team, except for the priest background of the "cultural person", because when he was in Sicily before, he was good at writing love poems to noble ladies, which is a professional need.

"Rest assured, just three more points." Except for Wright's lustful vices, everything else is good, and he is absolutely watertight in his life. Giovanni nodded, and then went to supervise the duties of the soldiers in the camp. At this time, a slender and handsome woman in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of Wright, this guy looked up, the other party's eyebrows were particularly charming, just like the murmuring Qingxi in his hometown, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, black hair, black eyes, and a red-handed cross sword coat on the outside, "Is it a female medical officer with the army?" But I don't think I've ever seen such a beautiful one before, and if I had, it would definitely remain in my memory. It's as strong as the emblem on a coin. Wright looked at her stupidly, thinking. But then he was awakened by the military code and lowered his head.

"Your Excellency, Honorable Battalion Officer. I'm here to see tonight's camping arrangements, because there are more wounded today, so several of our female doctors will be busy until late, so don't go to the wrong place at that time, you know, this is a very embarrassing thing, and it is a great gift for His Excellency the Grand Duke to allow us to accompany the expedition. The woman was bright and good-natured, and her speech was graceful, and she frightened Wright into a daze. Then he took the board out, and the woman's slender white fingers touched it twice, and she smiled and said, "I know, and I'll tell the other sisters at once."

Then, the corners of the woman's robe were raised, with a faint fragrance, leaving Wright, who was in a blur of his nose and eyes, and departed like this.

At nightfall, Giovanni held a camp map made of poplar planks. I couldn't believe my eyes, so I asked the soldier next to me to bring the torches closer, and then asked Wright in a low voice, "When you arranged camping." Did Your Excellency the Grand Duke and the Priesthood ask you anything in particular? ”

Wright shook his head blankly and said that there was no such thing.

"Then you do this, if the Grand Duke does not know. Giovanni lowered his voice and pointed to the camping map above. Wright leaned over and looked at it. Then he nodded and smiled knowingly, "Hey, Giovanni. Brother Delavia, although I have the title of battalion officer, I only follow the paperwork of the confidential secretary next to the Grand Duke. ”

"In that case, do you want to go to the confidential secretary to testify?" Giovanni hesitated.

But Wright deliberately took the military judge aside, mysteriously, "Giovanni. Brother Delavia, what else is there to prove this, in your village, does the priest of the church need any procedure to look at a girl who beats the cymbals in the music class? Now the consul was a woman, and her skin was a little Saracen black, and she looked at her wavy black eyes, and looked at her sweet little pink mouth. I said Brother Giovanni, you are in Lombardy in the north, and you have seen very few girls in this style, but I have seen a lot in Sicily, and they are much more difficult to deal with than those Norman women with tall heads, and you should understand the meaning of the word "You can't stand it," Wright said, making a back and forth motion, and constantly gesturing with his hand from his stomach, trying to make Giovanni understand the deep meaning of "can't stand it".

"Okay, I understand what you said!" Giovanni's face was displeased, "But Your Excellency is like this, I really didn't expect it, don't let the generals of the Jinshu Brotherhood and the Dalian team know." Then he slashed his fist in front of Wright, meaning that he must take care of his mouth.

Kabeamia was still sitting in the chair in the crimson commander's tent, a vicious dog, holding his sword at the waist, facing her, and behind the chair stood two tall warriors of the Guard, one from the former Red Hand detachment and the other from the Saxons, who had been recruited from England to Italy.

The female archon, whose hair had been cut off by Gawain, was in a stable state of mind at the moment, and she sat there quietly, reflecting on the lessons of the past, until Giovanni walked in in a hurry, holding a secondary shackle in his hand, which he had found from the armory.

"What are you going to do?" Kabeamia was stunned and asked angrily that Gawain had gone to inspect the shipbuilding camp by the river and had not yet returned. Giovanni, who did not know how to answer this question, after all, was ultimately in charge of the camp, so he turned his head and handed the shackles into the hands of the military servant Muzafiadin, saving some people from saying that he was not a Christian, "Handcuff her to a chair, and soon return the Grand Duke after nightfall, I do not want any physical confrontation and even injury to the Grand Duke." ”

"Huh?" It was not clear why Muzafiadin was there, but Kabeamia understood in an instant: Gawain, a bastard brute, was about to break his promise so quickly, covet her beauty (he hadn't always treated her so cruelly and shamelessly), and tarnish her precious chastity that had been the guardian of the Lord of Light so far. "Ahhh Like an angry leopard, Cabeamia rose from her seat, ready to defend herself, but the quenched bulltongue sword had been confiscated, and she prepared to run to snatch the contents of Gawain's weapon pylons in the camp: a Turkic scimitar, a kis shield with a red hand, a Macedonian halberd, and a Milanese bellowsword from the Duchess Matilda, with a long-handled two-handed axe on the side.

In the midst of laughter, Cabeamia took the lead in holding the axe, but with all her strength and stumbling, she could not carry it, let alone cut herself. Then she ran to the pylon, but the two guards samurai, very skillfully holding all the weapons on it in their hands, "Let go of me, let go of me!" Muzafiadin Din twisted Kabeamiya from behind, shouting in Turkic to calm her down, but this made the consul even more angry and sad, and she struggled more stubbornly.

"Tell this young lady to calm down!" Finally, Giovanni pulled her to the post of the tent, shackled her, wrapped the animal skin around the post, and in case she hit the post, he looked at the people next to him, and then everyone left the tent and stood outside. (To be continued.) )