The tide was coming, and when the battle at sea was over, Bohemond looked at the corpse of a water-soaked Cypriot sailor, who was only fifty feet away from his sight, washed up and swayed back and forth. www.biquge.info The other party's hat and helmet had fallen into the deep sea, locks of hair floating on the water, and a sharp fire bolt stood on his back, forming a charred black burning wound around him, and it was this arrow from the copper clam that killed him.

"What does this mean?" Bohemond swallowed and foamed.

"Did Gawain save us again?" Richard, who was also dumbfounded, replied slowly.

"No, no." Bohemond looked thoughtfully at the bloody sunset and the messy sea, "This battle seems to mean that Apsomatus and Gawain have turned against each other, and then the kingdom of Tarsus will be attacked from all sides, which is in the hands of the emperor, that is, to form an encirclement network against Gawain." When the war began, only one Adanab Congress sided with him. ”

"Will Gawain be done here?"

"Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to be finished in the hands of the cunning and despicable Komnenos, after all, everything has to wait and see. We go, no need to thank anything. Bohemond said with a sudden laugh.

This naval battle, which was not very fierce or large, related to Bohemond's personal fate, quickly affected the entire commercial and political situation in the Levant and Anatolia: sure enough, Apsomartus announced the severance of diplomatic relations with Tarsus, and sent ships to cut off the original trade routes, and Cyprus was located in the center of the three continents of Anatolia, the Levant and Egypt, which suddenly brought the Levantine maritime trade to a standstill, and all parties were strongly affected.

When the news reached Alexios's ears, the Emperor was so excited that he personally announced in front of all his courtiers that Cyprus had finally abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and that I would be relieved of our offensive on land and sea, "Order all ships to continue the pursuit and interception of Bohemond!" ”

The Emperor sternly ordered Assascidus, the commander of the Grand Count of the Navy, to sail to the island of Respos with ten galleys, and demanded that the Gera and Pisan sides of the port of Smyrna also send four warships each to assist in the defense, and cast a net on the sea, and resolutely prevent Bohemond's ships from crossing the sea and returning to Italy.

The towers of the port of Mytilene were lit with fireworks all day long, and in an atmosphere of solemnity, all fishing and merchant ships were forbidden to go to sea, all were locked in the trestle, ships flying the imperial flag were cruising back and forth, and the range of the attack had reached the Gulf of Atalia, and everyone knew that Bohemond was still staying in the port of Seleucia, but it was not known when he would take the risk.

Behind a string of hedges in the red brick manor on the headland, Agnes Prani, dressed in an old-fashioned toga robe, sat bored on a stone chair and looked at the equally boring sea, when the autumn wind blew and lifted her gray hair. Outside the fence, under the big tree, several Janissaries with their weapons on their backs were walking up and down the grass there, glancing at her from time to time, as if the female mechanic had suddenly made wings made of feathers and wood and flew away across the ocean.

Over there, the butler Pukrips was standing in front of his grandfather and kept saying something, gesticulating constantly, pointing at the dumbfounded young man next to him, the other party was none other than Pukrips's nephew, who was born in the countryside of Paphragonia, and had just been awarded the rank of palace guard by bribing the chief of the court.

"This is what happens to you without the protection of a man, and Pukripps has been becoming more and more aggressive lately, threatening me to hand over the property, saying that his nephew has a bright future and wants you to marry him and give away Prani's name by the way. As soon as the master lost power, the minions began to show their faces. When the negotiations broke down again, and Pukripps cursed threateningly, and led his nephew towards Zhuangzi on the other side, Maglendius Prani walked up behind the little sunfish and sighed.

Agnes turned her head and raised her eyes, looking at her aging grandfather with some sympathy and understanding.

Yes, if my grandfather was twenty years ago, he would still be a samurai who could ride a war horse across the island and shoot his prey, he was both smart and brave, and his physique was almost the same as Gawain's. If Pucripps had dared to speak to him like that then, Maglendius would have climbed his bow and shot the minion through the throat with a powerful cluster of arrows.

But now, now

"It's useless for you to say this, grandpa, we are stranded on an isolated island. The brown bear's boat had long since left, and he said that he would come to meet me in three years, and I was so disappointed in him and Anna! Agnes replied angrily, and she turned her back to Maglendius in distraught, her slender fingers pressed to her forehead, and the golden sunlight leaked down between her fingers, making her skin sweat from the restlessness.

"Then you better commit yourself to that little Pukripps, he's a farmer's idiot anyway, and you can poison him at any time after you get married, and keep the dignity of Plani's name."

Hearing her grandfather's suggestion, Agnes was even more ashamed, she bowed her head, then shook her head resolutely, and said something in a very low voice.

"What do you mean my granddaughter?"

"I mean, I might as well go back to Tarsus!" Agnes raised her voice and said indignantly.

At this moment, Magrundius suddenly burst out laughing, and then the old man regained his majestic face, "Wait quietly for the change of wind, although I am under house arrest here, there are still eyes and ears to deliver news, and this ocean is about to be chaotic and lively." Granddaughter, as long as you say a word, grandpa, I will take the initiative to send you back to Tarsus. ”

"Huh?" Agnes looked back in surprise, and she saw her grandfather standing there, much straighter, his silver hair neatly tucked behind his ears, clenched into fists, as if he had gone back to the old days, although she had not seen it with her own eyes.

"Agnes," Grandpa said, frowning, and said in a low voice.

"Yes, yes grandpa, you can tell me any plan."

As soon as the words were over, Maglendius suddenly collapsed, and he shriveled back into a dry old man, hunched over and trembling towards the garden, and grunted, "I'm in a hurry again, I'm going to again, I'm going to again, this is the fifth time today." ”

After hearing the thunderous roar of the shant-style latrine and the moaning of her grandfather, Agnes recovered from her disappointment and sat back on the stone chair in a dejected manner. To be continued.