Last night, Alpha had also been affected by the Desperate Hour skill, and he was much stronger than the other light cavalry. Therefore, before the main force successfully pierced the chiseling, it had already fallen into the enemy formation in an unknown corner. After Egil led a small group of cavalry to break through, a large number of cavalry who remained in place also lost their skills. Either they were chopped to pieces by the angry Greeks, or, as in the case of the Alpha, captured with all their might.

There are also more than twenty in total. There are not many of them. With the exception of one of them, a Hungarian Ranger leader, the others were all royal knights. The kind with a noble title. They are still not too worried about the safety of their lives. After all, they are aristocrats. The nobility has always had privileges. Even if you become a captive. The Greeks prided themselves as a civilized people, and naturally they were even more particular about this. The day after the knights were disarmed, they were given food and lodging. It is true that the standards are based on the quotas of the general aristocracy. I just can't get out of my tent.

Hearing Alpha's self-report, Basil II nodded, apparently unimpressed. But there was a little muttering in my heart. Then he glared at Elius fiercely. And the Greek generals around Basil II, especially the one who had said before that he "wanted to teach him a lesson", began to be on full alert. I'm afraid that this guy will suddenly burst out and hurt people. In particular, the translator next to Alpha was so frightened that he went straight under the table.

Speaking of which, Elius's intelligence work is still doing a good job. He got all the general information about the important generals related to the Norman Kingdom. Among them was Viscount Alpha: "The strongest knight under the command of Egil, the champion of the Knight Contest of the Norman Kingdom." The first general in the Norman army. ”

Such a guy is extremely dangerous even if he doesn't have a weapon in his hand. If you don't bring this guy to the front with a lot of money or cut off his hands and feet, who can rest assured? If he suddenly breaks out and hurts someone, who can control it?

For a while, the air almost condensed, and Elius smiled bitterly, feeling a little unbelievable, who knew that such a thin premature tuberculosis ghost would be the first brave general in the Norman army?

The two sides were silent for a while, until the two heavily armed Eastern Roman Imperial Guards entered the tent and vaguely surrounded Alpha in the middle, and the Greek generals breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph. Alpha snorted lightly, showing disdain. But it made the Greek generals blush a little.

"So, then, the second question ......"

Then Basil II asked a lot. But it is all about the customs of the Norman kingdom, the political system, the economic development and so on. Viscount Alpha was a little surprised. I don't know what kind of calculation this Greek emperor played. It's just that Alpha is the first knight in the army, not the first encyclopedia in the army. I know a lot about things like marching and fighting. But the questions asked by Basil II are only partially understood. Not even at all. However, seeing Basil II's repeated nods, Viscount Alpha thought that his answer should satisfy him.

"So, one last question, the raid last night, could you please elaborate on it. ”

Alpha said secretly: "The drama meat is finally here." He replied with a brace of spirits, and repeated Egil's pre-war calculations. "The Greeks would never have thought of it," he said, and from Basil II to the surrounding Imperial Guards, his face was not very good-looking.

Then your majesty shouted that the cavalry that were still able to fight should be sent out of rank, and the horses that were still strong were selected, and the horse, including your majesty, was three hundred and twenty-four. ”

"Wait a minute—" Basil II frowned, then stopped Viscount Alpha's words, "You say, along with Egil, that is, the Norman king was also in the midst of this night attack?"

"Naturally, otherwise, how could the warriors be so desperate?" Alpha snorted. But it was to lightly carry the desperate moment stunt used by Egil.

Basil II nodded, and thought to himself: Indeed, if the king had been on the front line...... The other person may have used some kind of stunt.

As a world-famous emperor and military commander, Basil II naturally had special skills. It's just that in yesterday's battle, he didn't use his stunts, and the battle had already gained an advantage. So this hole card was continued to be collected ......by Basil II.

Of course, this is not the most important thing now.

"And is His Majesty Egil among the prisoners of war?!" asked Basil II, who stood up sharply, his eyes bursting with astonishment, and so impatiently.

Alpha was stunned for a moment, but he laughed, and the more he laughed, the louder and louder he laughed, the more ugly the faces of the Greeks around him became. In the end, someone couldn't stand it anymore, and no matter what Alpha was up to, they shouted at him, "Don't laugh!" But Alpha was still laughing, until finally his chest hurt from laughter, and he was so angry that he died. That's when it stopped.

"If Your Majesty is really captured, Your Majesty will definitely let me kill him. He is the Norman king, the pride of the heavens, how can he endure such humiliation?"

Basil II nodded, and once again raised the importance of the Alpha to a higher level in his heart. Because the doctrine of Christianity does not allow suicide. As a result, some arrogant kings, when they were defeated and about to be captured, would order their most trusted knights to be killed to avoid humiliation. And according to Alpha's current statement, that's probably it.

"Go, gather all the corpses, and then ask the other prisoners of war to identify them. Basil II thought for a moment, if he had not been captured, he might have died in battle, so he ordered, so Elius nodded and walked out.

"You don't look too panicked. After this command, Basil II turned to Alpha and asked, "Or do you not feel sad that your lord is dead?"

"His Majesty will never die until he fulfills his destiny. Speaking of this, Alpha was extremely fanatical: "Your Majesty has been chosen, it is different and unique! How could he die in such a place?!"

"Hubris. The Greek general next to him was a little overwhelmed, so he shouted. Alpha snorted, but looked extremely disdainful.

It was some time again. Elius returned to his tent and shook his head at Basil II.

"No......," Basil II was slightly disappointed: if the Norman died, he would have been spared a lot of things. You don't even need to negotiate with the other side. But he didn't die. Thinking of this, thinking about what Alpha said, Basil II felt a little irritated inexplicably.

"Alright Viscount, you can go down. With little interest at this moment, Basil II ordered the guards to take the Alpha down. After that, he glanced at the Greek generals present: "Everyone, I have made the situation clear. I am ready to negotiate with the Normans. What do you guys think?"

The Greek generals thought for a moment, and one of them said, "Negotiating, indeed. Your Majesty. At this moment, we are making enemies on all sides, and we should indeed stabilize the situation first. But I wonder what your plan for negotiation is, Your Majesty?"

Basil II nodded, and then said, "Given that the barbarian coalition still has a very strong fighting force. So I don't think it's impossible to accommodate them for the time being. Before that, the other party had made conditions. I thought about it, and the indemnity could be cut a little bit, and then agreed. After all, our Rome is the richest in the world, and it is definitely not that bad.

And the problem of land...... Hungary, I can restore him. But its territory must be strictly controlled. The lands previously plundered from Poland had to be transferred to the Reich in their entirety.

And the crimes of the barbarians who destroyed Naples, I can ignore them. But in the two Sicilies, I will never give up. And Ragusa, the Venetians simply can't defend that city-state, and it belongs to the Balkans, so I won't give up either.

It's Iberia...... Those barren mountains. If they really want it, I can give them some. ”

Basil II's words made the Eastern Roman generals nod their heads again and again. It was also a tradition of the Eastern Roman Empire to pay gold to the barbarians to stop their plundering and hostility against the Eastern Roman Empire. And the mountains of Iberia, these nobles from Constantinople really didn't care. There are so many mountains in Iberia, a little more, a little less is not a big deal. Now Hungary has been hit by such a military disaster that it is basically in ruins. It can't produce any effect when you get it in your hand, so it's better to use it as a favor. And Naples, the Two Sicilies, which is the key place to control the Mediterranean, naturally said that nothing can be ceded.

Basil II was worthy of the king. In a few moments, he had already come up with such a thorough negotiation plan. There are concessions and persistence. Presumably, those barbarians will not be ignorant. And after this battle, the barbarians were also greatly damaged. Plus this peace treaty. With a solid presence on the western front of the empire, it was able to focus on the eastern front and fight the Turks.

So there was no objection, and Basil II sent messengers to the Norman camp.

But the messenger did not meet Egil. After that, the messenger wanted to go back, but he couldn't. He was taken by the Normans until four days later, when Egil recovered from his illness. The messenger had the opportunity to meet the Norman king, the great man of the spectrum—of course, Egil was not in the mood to speak to him at this time. Directly: "Let Basil talk to Yu in person." "Just send him away. After that, he ran to Joan of Arc's tent in a hurry......

(To be continued.) [