However, the words of the recruit Gawain were still very clear, "I think this Greek-style large round shield should be a product of the distant ancient era, when the samurai all had excellent shin armor, but now I look at the entire Inner Palace Shield Guard, everyone uses leggings, so that it is easy to be shot in the calf by their own archers, or cut by the enemy's weapon in the melee." ”

The flag of the red hand whistled in the wind, and all the fighters of the detachment stopped the drill with their weapons, looking at this recruit who dared to make such a "constructive request" on the second day of entering the camp, and also looked at Farov, who had a very subtle expression.

"This is the rule, and if Your Majesty thinks that we should use the original shield, then it must be continued; If His Majesty deems it inappropriate to be on the battlefield, His Majesty will reform this requirement in the military rules and ordinances written by his own hand. Eventually, Farov gave this explanation.

"But in that case, heavy casualties must have been taken. Now the question is, is it appropriate for the guards to use this shield on the battlefield, or is the Norman iris shield more suitable to defend against stray arrows and axes? Gawain stretched out his hand and asked the soldiers of all the detachments.

At this point, everyone was gossiping, but the opinion of most people was clear: the Norman shield was more practical and stronger.

Farov's nose was crooked, he seemed to be covering all this for the emperor, a recruit who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the arrogance delusion, "We are the guards, we are to protect Your Majesty, we all swear allegiance to Your Majesty before entering the camp, and only his orders are respected!" ”

"If the front-line soldiers think that it is out of place, then they must ask the emperor for the need to innovate equipment, whether it is used by the enemy or not, rather than passively waiting for the emperor's personal discovery." In the end, Gawain's words, in exchange for the treatment he received, were confined.

"A soldier of the Imperial Army, let alone a soldier of the Forbidden Army who has such an important duty, the first thing to do is not to question the discipline, not to question His Majesty's authority, but to learn to obey - next time, if you toss again, you will be directly executed by military law!" The crockpot with hot food was placed in front of Gawain in the fence, shaking a few times, Gawain looked at the figure of the commander Faroff and the rest of his own soldiers, and he couldn't help but start to judge the Roman Empire he was in now:

That is the current Roman Empire, except for the still use of the plaques "Rome" and "Senate and Citizens", everything else is far from the real Rome. The emperor monopolized everything, Caesar and other big bureaucrats intrigued within the court for official rank and profit, the civilian army and the imperial forest army that were originally responsible for the mission of conquest and defense have collapsed, the people are dying under heavy taxes, the people's livelihood in the towns and villages of the empire is withering, all kinds of unreliable foreign mercenaries are full of ranks, Constantinople is still embattled, every nation wants to occupy the empress of ten thousand cities, the most brilliant pearl of the holy sea, and the empire has long lost its former glory.

In short, Gawain felt far from what Agihe had imagined him at the beginning, and he felt confused about his future path - he couldn't help but think of what Peter said before leaving, so should he follow the pilgrimage crusade and go to the Holy Sepulchre to regain some fame?

At this time, Gao Wen grabbed a ball of burnt wheat rice, stuffed it into his mouth, and couldn't help laughing, it seems that Jiehe's original persuasion was right, he just brought in the temper of the tycoon who managed the company's industry from the original world, and got this result, and now what are you thinking about such a distant thing? It's good to get a foothold in the moment first.

The place of confinement was in the wooden fence of the guard camp, supervised by the sentinels of the tower, and outside there was a winding ditch, just opposite the exit of the palace of Brachna, and in the midst of the campfire at night, Gawain, who was sitting in the wooden fence and receiving punishment, saw the captor Theognes, riding from the side of the palace gate, and came out beaming.

This time Diognis was a makeover, wearing a white silk cloak given by the emperor, a sword studded with pearls and diamonds, riding a steed brought from the palace stables, pure black new boots, and carrying a leather bag full of grapes and wine that the emperor had collected from Crete and Cyprus.

Finally, the two people met their eyes across the wooden fence, and Diognis pulled the reins, restrained the advance of the mount, and watched Gawain being confined inside, "You should learn the basic wisdom of surviving in this empire, that is, obey the emperor, do not question him, and automatically extend the respect and love for the emperor to all the patriarchs and bureaucrats of the empire, so that the empire can be prosperous." ”

"How do you know that I was locked up because I violated these things?" Gao Wen leaned on the wooden fence and asked curiously.

"Hmph, before every Varyag barbarian came here, wasn't his personality the same violent? So the Emperor used discipline, confinement, and whipping to make you qualified Imperial sergeants, not a bunch of lawless pirates who rode around in ships. With that, Theognes sighed, and then took a money bag from the saddle, and threw it through the wooden fence with a whoosh.

Gawain got up and jumped up, ready to catch it, but the money bag flew out of a parabola in the night sky, and the officer on duty in the tower stretched out his hand and fished it out.

"The money bag you gave me should be thrown accurately." Gawain spread his hands and protested dissatisfiedly.

"Idiot! If you live for three months, maybe we'll see each other again. The captor Theognes looked at the fellow, shook his head, waved his whip, and soon disappeared into the night, along the avenue that connected the palace to the city.

The next day, the officer on duty approached Yagfi and the detachment commander, Farov, and said that Gawain had repented during his confinement to St. Theodore, the patron saint of the Lord and the army, and that he had behaved comfortably throughout the night, and that he could obey any orders from the top in the future.

Hearing such a softness, Faroff nodded, "Let him out again, and let him be on duty in front of the palace with the Red Hand detachment today. Para Rogus will come to meet His Majesty the Emperor. ”

At the sound of the trumpet, Gawain came out of the wooden fence, and his little servant stood outside him in a hurry, and put on chain mail and a shield on his back, and then he, together with the rest of the soldiers, raised his battle axe and long sword in a silent voice, and lined up in front of the palace gate in a stake manner.

As a result, the hanging bell in front of the city gate rang, and the servants shouted slogans and walked out with two shoulders on their shoulders.