While the whole city of Antioch swirls in a vortex of anger and slaughter, St. Andrew's Church next to the Dog Gate is extraordinarily secluded, but at the intersection of the churches leading to the various roads, layers of Guards are holding torches, guarding the outside as if they were facing a great enemy.

In the distance, the fortress of the Pisa had been reduced to a huge flame of fire in the starry sky and night city, and the pilgrims occupying it were distributing all the gold and silver coins that Monigni had hoarded and swindled to their original owners, and the cheers of soldiers and civilians continued unceasingly.

In the shade of the church courtyard, Gawain stood thoughtfully, and Godfrey, the Baldwin brothers, and Raymond and Robert, and Bohemond and Tancred's uncle and nephew, were all gathered there. At the wood door of the ear room, several soldiers came out with torches hunched over, and the ropes in their hands led a thin man out, the guy's steps looked very stiff, and when he went out, his head hit the lintel, and he screamed. The soldier in front laughed viciously, grabbed the man by the collar, and pushed him in front of the lords.

"This is a priest? It seems that the people with the divine products have come out of the pigsty one after another. Bohemond said sarcastically, looking at Raymond, who was also embarrassed, and then the lord of Provence stammered, "Well, that's just, this man's self-proclaim, he was, indeed, indeed a kitchen servant of mine, and then, then disappeared. ”

"Is there any reliable proof of what this man did in Provence before all the warriors of Christ went on an expedition, that he said he was a priest?" Baldwin asked, crossing his waist.

"Dear Count Adana, this Bartholomew is undoubtedly a peasant in the countryside, a mud-legged hillbilly." One of the church deacons beside Raymond replied in unquestionable words.

Then the lords, some holding their faces, some shrugging their shoulders, Bohemond openly said that this was a waste of his precious time.

But Bartholomew, who was blind, was very excited, he trembled his hands, crawled on the ground, sniffed the corners of each lord's robe, and in an instant he recognized Raymond's position, and grabbed the other man's leg with great difficulty, "St. André has entrusted me with divine revelation three times in my dreams, just now my noble lord, who was still lying on the blood-drenched cross, told me the true revelation - although I am blind, my ears and heart are not blind, St. André told me with his golden mouth the spear of the king and Jesus, It's in this yard. ”

Raymond tilted his lips, between believing and not believing, and then he saw Gawain nodding, presumably asking Bartholomew to point out where the inspired spear was.

"The gable of the whole courtyard is horizontal, and in the middle there is a huge towering beech tree, which forms the shape of a cross." Bartholomew said quickly, her white eyeballs rolling.

Several of the lords, including Gawain, couldn't help but take a few steps outside—for the place where they had just stood happened to be in the shade of the large beech tree, which had grown on the Anatolian plateau and had been transplanted into the church a long time ago.

Bartholomew grinned, though he could not see anything, and said in a strange and mysterious tone, "I should have said that I am right, you look up now." ”

Although you were full of disbelief, you still looked up, and then they saw that the blue canopy, in the wind of the night sky, made a chestnut-like wail, its shadow and the shadow of the gable, in the eyes of the people, really looked more and more like a cross, and under the blue-gray dark sky, the canopy with some fiery red branches and leaves, it really looked like a scrawny, crowned man, "Is this the wind?" Don't get me wrong, that's the cry of Jesus being nailed to bear the sins of the world! Bartholomew cried out with a loud voice, and several of the timid soldiers immediately knelt down, and the rest of the rude and ignorant also knelt down one after another, and continued to weep, drawing crosses on their breasts, and reciting the mercy of our lord.

Now Lord Raymond could not bear it any longer, he snapped, covered one of his mutilated eyes with his hand, and then cried out to the Lord to forgive me, and went up to Bartholomew, and lifted the blind man, and said in a rough voice, "Say, speak, God-inspired, God-inspired spear, in this tree, there!" ”

And Bohemond and Tancred, at this moment also had sweat on their foreheads, and they couldn't take their eyes off it, looking at the blind man, watching him raise his hand very solemnly and slowly, and his voice was hoarse and firm, "Look beside this beech tree, leaning against a small shrub, not tall but with sharp branches, like the holy spear of Longinus pierced into Jesus' side."

When these words came out, even Gawain and Godfrey, who had always been calm, couldn't hold back, Gawain's eyes followed Bartholomew's point, and sure enough, at the edge of the tree, there was indeed an inconspicuous little shrub growing crookedly, gloomy, looking like a father and son with the tree, but also like a murder weapon that plunged into the tree.

"Call the soldiers, dig under this bush!" Gawain and all the other lords almost all shouted this sentence, and suddenly many soldiers with pickaxes and shovels ran to the side of the target tree, and Bartholomew suddenly broke free from Raymond, and even crawled and came to the bottom of the little bush tree, almost in mad joy, and kept shouting the Gospel verses of the martyrdom of Jesus with a spear, sometimes singing, sometimes weeping, and Gawain almost doubted his mental state.

The sound of shovels rustling, the canopy of branches and leaves in the wind, like the sea rising, with a deep echo, in addition to the terrible silence of the entire church courtyard, even Gawain could not believe that this kind of bridge, which he had only believed to appear in the bloody movie, would really appear in the reality of this world: under the black tree roots, in the mud pit, the soldiers dug out a golden war spear.

Outside, the streets of Antioch City were still in boiling water, and there was no intention of stopping, but one of the leading soldiers with a shovel exhaled, wiped the sweat from his face, and shouted to all the lords in great surprise, "Your Excellency, please look! ”

All the lords couldn't wait to get closer, and then they and the soldiers stood a few times around the bushes that had been dug up and fallen to the ground, inside and out, and then everyone shook the torches and hula hula, and came together, just to illuminate the mud pit dug by the soldiers just now.

What Gawain saw was a large area of soil, with the remaining roots and stems of plants, crooked, and in the black soil, several toads were crawling in panic, escaping from the feet of the soldiers, who were originally the masters of this underground.

Nothing but these and nothing (to be continued.) )