Eagle Byzantium

Bramson ignored him and turned to leave. As a result, the engineer's groaning suddenly became louder, hoping to attract attention, "Honorable fencing instructor, may I ask if His Excellency the Grand Duke has issued an order to release me? Lord Sebastocrat has been released, and the guard officer will also be treated preferentially soon. Only my..."

This attracted Bramson's attention, and he stepped forward and asked the engineer kindly, "How is your leg injury?"

"I can move freely with a cane. I have received your care during this period, especially Dr. Granaie. Thank you for her careful treatment. God bless her, although she does not eat fermented bread." Samuelfa quickly made a cross on his chest and said to the female doctor in a shawl who was smiling gently behind Bramson.

So Bramson turned around and asked Granaie, "Is his leg injury really healed?" Granaie shrugged his shoulders, still smiling and not speaking, indicating that the fencing instructor could check it himself. So Bramson walked to the couch.

Then the engineer screamed - Bramson swung the hilt of the sword and hit his legs hard several times. This terrifying shout scared the soldiers guarding outside and made them come in.

"Lord, have mercy on me, my bones, my bones, seem to be broken again..." Samuelfa's soybean-sized cold sweat, snot and tears all seeped out.

"Nonsense, your injury is healed, your leg injury still needs to be treated, leave it to Grana Ai Ai. Our Dalian team is the most righteous, we will not abandon you at this moment, take him across the sea together!" Bramson said regretfully, then winked at the female doctor (this was an order issued by Gawain in advance, not to let the engineer go), and walked out.

Samuelfa wanted to cry but had no tears, so he stretched out his hand. Facing the back of the swordsmanship instructor, Grana Ai came over at this time, held the engineer's hand, and said gently, "Does it hurt here?" Her other hand held the engineer's leg.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm much better."

Then the female doctor turned back and continued to smile at him, which suddenly made Samuelfa feel that it was not bad to continue to follow the Dalian team. He hoped that the female doctor could treat and take care of him for the rest of his life.

Bramson walked out of the tent and looked outside, at the Strait of St. George. The reinforcements sent by the Dalian team were all sitting on the "Slavic ships" that had been towed to the seaside from the Thracian River by human and animal power. Some of them were woven with tree branches and vines, and some were directly hollowed out from the trunks of large trees, and then guard plates and oars were added, with single masts and sails on them. It is impossible to enter the ocean to fight, but it is enough to deal with the strait of this distance - each ship can only seat about 30 people, and the soldiers also serve as oarsmen. Racing forward on the sea, heading towards the other side, "Go and rescue the believers!"

"Light the beacon in the direction of the palace - a large number of pilgrims ignored your majesty's order and began to cross the sea." Seeing this scene, the garrison in the Nicomedia Bay Fortress issued an order. Then the warning beacons on several islands were lit one after another, and Chalcidon and the Golden Horn Bay also received such signals in a short time.

At this time. Anna just woke up from the lazy dream in the woods hut, and saw Gawain's bearded face. Facing herself. "Big barbarian..." Anna hurriedly pulled the blanket down.

"You can get up, let's set off quickly, the whole capital is full of warning beacons, probably my big company has crossed the sea, you and I have to take another path to meet them." After saying that, Gawain hurriedly picked up the soft things in the room, as if he was fleeing.

Seeing the barbarian with his back to him, Anna got up from the bed and stretched happily. After all, a 14-year-old girl is optimistic by nature. Then she touched her braids, which were as fluffy as a village girl, and her purple boots were on the wooden board under the couch.

Gawain sorted out the purse, flint, box and other things and handed them to Muzafi Ading to pack them. As a result, he turned around and saw Anna still wearing embroidered clothes, sitting on the couch, with a dazed look in her eyes. He thought she was beginning to miss her family, so he went up to ask why she didn't speed up.

"Hmm..." Anna's face was full of an expression that was difficult to speak.

So Gawain shook his head and put on the phosphorescent sword, "Listen, Princess, we are on the run now, and your father's spies may track us here at any time, so just say whatever you want, no need to be polite."

"Big barbarian, I, I can't braid my own hair, nor can I wear my own boots..." After Anna "freely" said the reason, Gawain almost fainted. It turned out that this type of king or princess really existed.

"Bang", a hunter's hat was pressed on Anna's head. Because it was too big, it almost covered half of her face. Then Gawain leaned over, lifted Anna's purple robe, and stuffed it into the stove. Soon the robe disappeared with a fierce hissing sound.

"You!" Anna held the hat and jumped down barefoot, shouting.

"You want to get away from the imperial capital wearing this kind of robe?" Gawain's words left her speechless.

Then Anna was picked up by the waist and thrown on the bed. Her feet were lifted by Gawain, and then the hunter boots with animal hair were put on them. "It's too big, Gawain..." Soon, Gawain frowned, pulled it out, and drew out the dagger, cut it open, and then took out the linen strips of warrior leggings, and covered Anna's purple boots layer by layer to wrap them up, so that they could not be distinguished from the outside. Before Anna politely thanked him, Gawain started to scold her, "You have to learn everything by yourself in the future. After all, you are not in the palace."

Boom, the wooden board of the window was pushed open, and the Slav hunter was panicked, "Someone is coming this way... I can see the scarlet corners in their armor."

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"It's your father's internal cavalry." The familiar Gawain pushed open the wooden door and threw the bag out. Muzafi Adin caught it, hung it on the mount, then stepped on the stirrup and galloped to the other side of the forest, deliberately cracking the whip. Then Gawain returned to the window, pulled out a new gold coin, threw it to the hunter, and he clapped his hands to catch it, "You run in the other direction and try to lead everyone away."

"Gawain, I won't hold you back!" Anna, wearing fluffy clothes and wrapped boots, didn't bother to comb her braids, and carried a piece of luggage, and walked to Gawain who was already riding on Sabina's back. Gawain lifted the luggage and hung it behind the saddle, then pulled Anna up and sat in front of him, "Be steady, we are leaving the capital where you have always lived."

"Well, I know, go to the direction of the Spring Valley, which is the neighborhood of Italian merchants." Anna leaned tightly in Gawain's arms, and then Sabina neighed a few times in a low voice, and then carried the couple and ran towards the merchant district with towers, walls and chimneys. (To be continued ~^~)