"100,000 pilgrims, but brother, do you have geometric soldiers?" In front of the cave, Gawain asked Peter.

"There is a famous knight of the Franks, named Walter, who is the commander of the guard in the ranks of the pilgrims, and eight poor knights with chain mail, and this is the nuclear armament of the whole team." Peter was unequivocal.

"In this way, it will not be possible to cross the whole of Hungary, and many people will die. Eight knights, to rule over the whole of 100,000 fanatical pilgrims in Germany, discipline and order on the way will inevitably collapse. Gawain couldn't believe it, and raised a fierce objection to this, and by this time the two of them had already walked into the dark cavern with the sword of phosphorus and fire.

Everywhere there were broken ruins of marble, some of which had completely blended into the weeds and vines inside, covered with greasy moss, and the smell of dampness everywhere, the faint blue light of the Sword of Phosphorus Fire was particularly conspicuous, and the few remaining lampposts, and the only rubble altar remained, allowing Gawain to confirm that this was originally a pagan ancient wind temple built in a cave, and then Gawain took the torch from Ingrid behind him, lit it and inserted it on the pedestal of the lamppost, and a group of black bats whistled above everyone's heads, Frightened, Ingrida in disguise went straight into Gawain's arms.

"You should protect your master, not demand his protection." Peter looked curiously and disappetly at the cloaked servant.

In the firelight, Gawain saw the words carved in the frescoes, painted in chalk clay, and the graffiti, like a landscape, reaching into the bottomless cavern, on which Gawain's fingers rubbed, he already knew a little bit of ancient Latin. This mural is full of white skeletons on it. It's like they're holding a garden party, and some of them are holding hands and dancing. Some sat or lay on the railing of the courtyard and played on the harp, "Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Sappho, Pinda," Gawain grunted, and continued to raise another torch and look down. Ingrida's turquoise eyes were full of fear, and she tugged at the corners of the man's robe, unwilling to tell him to go any further, "Alexander, Caesar, Pompey" and then he saw a very strange skeleton in the shape of a general embroidered with a beetle cloak, holding a baton in one hand, and a model of a tower in the other, with a commanding appearance, "Calabis. Aemilius. Cornelius. Libdos. Marcos F. Augustus. What the hell" Gawain himself was not interested in looking any further, so he raised his torch and returned to Peter's face.

"The established route is inconvenient and I have no right to force you to modify it, but I still suggest it. On the way, passing through Hungary and Bulgaria, I will meet you at the mouth of the Sava River as soon as possible. ”

Peter nodded. "But I've heard that the Greek Emperor Alexios will send a true Grand Duke to take over the city of Bari. What will you do then? ”

"It's okay, it's just a takeover." Gawain smiled disapprovingly. "It's okay to let the emperor's eyes no longer be fixed on the Red Hand Brigade." Then he paused, and said to Peter, "I will do two things at once, and I hope to have the help of my brother-in-law." ”

"Say it."

"I am going to Rome to meet His Holiness the Holy See." Gawain reported the first thing, and then he raised his finger and said the second thing, "In addition, I am going to form the Brotherhood of the Brocade, and after obtaining the permission of the Holy See, I will also go to the city of Venice to observe and visit, before and after, about a month." ”

"No problem at all." Peter agreed very remarkably.

Then, at the exit of the Great Cavern, Gawain came out with the sword of phosphorus and fire in his hand in his hand, and he stood on the hillside, and said to all those who were below, "Archduke Ben promised when he was guarding the city of Bari and repelling the Normans that all my brothers who were registered in the brocade book, whether they were Italy, the Franks, the Peloponnese, or the Minor, whether they were warriors, monks, or pilgrims, would be of the same body, the same fate, and the same fortune as me. My guard, numbering thirty Varyag warriors, had been brought together with the Italian company from the bloody battle of the Nicaean Gorge; Francisco, the commander of the Benevento light crossbow detachment, is also my comrade who has accompanied me all the way; My brother, Peter, the monk, was my first acquaintance in Nicaea; Merlot and Chise, who had been expelled from Bari for me, now joined my brotherhood with a sword in order to restore the glory of their family. And here it is"

As he said this, Gawain suddenly lifted Ingbrina's cloak, revealing her supple blonde hair, and the widow touched her head and exclaimed, but was quickly hugged by the other party's shoulders, "Even the widow of the Mesadini family, who is so wealthy, has joined our brotherhood's team. ”

All the brocade brothers below were surprised, but soon turned into warm applause and cheers, because the appearance of female characters in the pilgrimage procession was not surprising at all, and the noblewoman with status was like a carp crossing the river, at this time Ingrid also mustered up the courage and held Gawain's hand and shouted, "I have given up my wealth and family, and I am willing to go to the Holy Sepulchre with Gawain and all the brothers and fellow workers to recover the land that has been usurped by the infidels!" ”

"Now I ask my brother-in-law, Peter, the hermit." Gawain shouted while the iron was hot.

Peter frowned, sure enough, this cloaked servant was a beautiful woman inside, it seemed that his righteous brother Gawain was gradually showing his terrible and cute fangs, but fortunately, Gawain still wholeheartedly supported the cause of the Crusade, and the subsection question could be laughed over.

"What I want to say is simple, that your Grand Duke and I will not return to the city of Bari for the time being, but will follow in the footsteps of the Holy See and go to the city of Rome to obtain your Brotherhood of Galvanus in the crusade against the infidels! We must race against time, otherwise the Holy See will soon move to Le Mans. Peter's words provoked a chorus of chants, all with the slogan "Long live the Brotherhood of Garganus."

That's right, Gawain deceived the captor and Tetisius, he didn't want to give the resources of Bari to Emperor Alexios, let alone Caesar Myaulinus, but to find a "powerful family" that could talk about the right price and distribution of benefits, and now the Holy See of Rome is the best choice, and the upcoming expedition of the whole of Frank and Deutschland, as well as the Norman expedition, will also provide infinite opportunities for his career expansion. As for the Italian city of Bari, it is now a best support point behind him, and it will not be given away.

By the time the foolish Theognes crossed the sea in a light boat toward the city of Durazo, Gawain had already galloped towards the city of Rome with Peter and all the members of the Brotherhood of Brocade. (To be continued......)