Eagle Byzantium

"I don't care about that kind of thing. I can award more battle flags to the military camp at any time. Did you see the giant man eating in my tent? Ah, I'm sorry. I forgot that you can't see it." Gao Wen pointed at Dee who was eating and chewing at the horse post. Mu, and then stood in front of Nika very oppressively, "Your soldiers thought he was dead before, but no, sooner or later this giant will hold my flag and board your city. When the time comes, you and Your five sons will all be destroyed."

"Don't be like this, Grand Duke. It seems that the oath you made with your father is just a child's play." Prince John bravely stopped in front of Gawain, even though it was very difficult for him to see Gawain's forehead.

His subtext is: Don’t forget, after one year, you must hand over Seleucia and Cilicia, unless you are as untrustworthy as the competitive hooligans in the imperial capital. “Evil people who are treacherous are destined to perish.” " John added this seriously.

Gawain looked down at the dark-skinned prince, his fine forehead wrinkles slightly wrinkled, "Yes, you are right, I should follow the spirit of the contract - since I said it, I will do it. Now the five Callegos has been sent, and I will lift the siege of this fortress."

Under the tree, after exchanging vows, Nika took his five untied sons and asked them to get on horseback one after another. "Sooner or later we will return to Sisi City and the Mut Valley! One year later, if you dare to continue to disobey His Majesty, we will I will be the vanguard, sweep across the entire territory, and sweep you into the Sea of ​​Cyprus." The five Kallegos turned their heads at the same time and swore fiercely at Gawain who was standing there.

Gawain put his index and middle fingers together and held them in front of his forehead, saying that he would remember the oaths of the five Kallegos, "Now that your two youngest brothers have inherited the surname of Ducas, Anna and I will treat them as Like your own son. Take good care of him. I hope they will like the halls and fireplaces of Mutt Castle and Sith Castle.”

Under the cold shade of the poplar tree, Gawain walked to the shoulder cart, knelt down half-kneeling, and stretched out his long right arm. Agnes stood behind him intently. As the "supervisor", Mrs. Qise took Gawain's arm first and walked out. Then she knelt down and hugged the grand duke, kissed him softly, and whispered, "Inglina is very sad."

"It's not blond hair. It seems to be Mero's wife." The little sunfish muttered silently behind him. While she was still waiting for the widow to come out, Mrs. Qise walked towards her through the shadows of the poplar trees with her skirt in hand, "Gray-haired girl, Inglina must have mistaken your identity just now. , you can’t be the purple princess.”

Agnes became amused, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that I won't be a princess. Just like you can't be blond, so how stupid can this Mrs. Messadeni be?"

As a result, before she could finish feeling proud, her arm was held and lifted by Mrs. Qise. He was dragged backwards outside the small poplar forest, "Hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you going to do to Princess Ziyi's ink-controlling officer!"

"Since you are not a princess or a relevant person, don't stare at others." Qise said very sternly. After dragging the screaming little sunfish out for many yards, Gawain was left in the shadow of the dancing trees, still looking persistent and guilty. Half-kneeling in front of the shoulder carriage, he stretched out his arms. Never get up.

"It's over. Now Gawain's evil spear-riding ribbon will float again." In Agnes's vision, this scene quickly shrank away...

After nightfall, the little sunfish got the gossip from the guards. The blond widow finally got off the carriage and hugged the grand duke and cried, "No matter what, I still have to tell Anna the news." Agni Silk wrote a brief letter in Latin, because she felt it was very safe, and the more profound the text, the less likely it would be seen through. Then she found the famous bag at the entrance of the military camp where they were preparing to start operations one after another. The brotherhood rider wearing a leather wallet is actually a temporary postman, and is preparing to go to Seleucia. "This is a secret letter from the Grand Duke to the Princess in Purple. Do not lose or open it." Agnes said very carefully Solemnly, and the postman also recognized the princess's ink officer. After saluting on horseback, he loaded the letter very carefully, then raised his whip and headed towards Seleucia. If the horse ran at full strength, it would be An hour's work.

When the cavalryman held the token and galloped into the courtyard of the acropolis guarded by soldiers, he took out Agnes's secret message in front of the bonfire, threw it in an arc, and threw it to the outstretched hand of the guard in front of the colonnade on the second floor. Then the guard jumped up the stairs and was stopped by the fat eunuch at the stairs on the third floor, "It's for Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Humph, as expected." In the small chapel, Anna flattened the note on the reading table, glanced at it briefly, and then walked to the window. In the dark sea and night, the sun rose beside the military port. The galleys with the indicating flames slowly entered the berthing position one by one. The sailors' noisy shouts were slowly echoing to each other on the sea. The messenger responded, "The siege army of Alamein Castle has returned..." At this time, the fat eunuch walked to the porch hung with silk curtains, "Your Highness, there are two brocade officers in charge of the post. Brother Ce, I am requesting your visit. They said they found important information in the sorted letters from the city of Antioch."

"Huh?" With this question, Anna slowly sat on the chair behind another silk curtain in the dormitory.

After a while, two brotherhood members wearing close-fitting robes and with silver "crocus pattern" badges on their chests knelt down in front of the princess, holding sealed letters in their hands.

Because Seleucia is now the only ocean transit port controlled by pilgrims, many private letters sent by lords back to their hometowns are sent here, and then taken back and mailed by passing merchant ships.

And Anna secretly instructed the municipal secretary to find letters from respected people in this pile of letters to "capture key and valuable information." The municipal secretary not only did what the princess wanted, but also used counterfeiting technology - fake seals, precise paper cutters, old paper, etc. About twenty people are responsible for such matters: send the envelope to the secret room, shamelessly open and read it, and then "seal" it as before and send it back to Frank or Italy.

"Which lord?"

"Count Stephen of Blois."

"Who is it written to?"

"Written to his wife, Lady Adela of Blois."

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Anna tilted her head in disappointment. It seemed that this group of Brotherhood spies were just trying to win her credit. Adela was the youngest daughter of William the Conqueror. After Stephen's expedition, she served as the regent of the territory. This was common in Frankish lands. What could be worth noting about an ordinary letter to his wife?

However, the next words of a Brotherhood member made Anna excited. "In the letter, Count Stephen said that the pilgrims are now facing great difficulties under the city of Antioch, and that the Turkish pagans in Mosul and Khorasan may organize an extremely powerful offensive next year to rescue Yaghi Siyan." (To be continued ~^~)