Eagle Byzantium

In the scarlet tent in the palace area, the lights were bright, and Gawain, who had regained supplies, was sitting at the dining table, eating a grand and exquisite dinner. He was dining alone, with the girl Hertomia Orson beside him. The organ played excitingly to add to the fun.

The first thing he started was the pre-meal soup and dessert. He poured a small cup of cod pepper soup into his mouth, and his mouth felt fragrant and his energy rose.

In front of the Pisa fortress, the Maronite mercenary captain saw the groups of soldiers coming with fires. He thought that Bohemond had sent them to protect them, so he stepped forward, and the few cloaked soldiers came. The man instructed, "This guy is the one who insults the pilgrim lady!" The Norman flag officer raised his sword , and immediately swung his sword to chop. The captain exclaimed and raised his hand to block. Unexpectedly, the flag officer's other hand pulled out the chained iron hammer from the leather holster behind him. With a flash of blood, the mercenary captain He was knocked to the ground on the spot. Another soldier grabbed the captain's hair and thrust his sword into the opponent's throat.

After finishing the soup, Gawain picked up a toothpick with his fingers, pricked a bunch of sweet and sour Corinthian grapes, and stuffed them into his mouth.

In front of the fortress, the rushing soldiers, plus the large number of pilgrims who came one after another, raised their swords and wielded their axes. One by one, they chopped down the fleeing mercenaries, and then stepped forward to chop them into meat paste and meat. fragments, the last few mercenaries fled towards the fortress, but But the people on the city gate hurriedly pulled up the portcullis, and a row of angry soldiers stabbed them with sharp spears, piercing them with no way out, pulling them out, and stabbing them again, piercing them all. It was a hole, and he slowly fell down and died, with blood smeared all over the wooden boards of the hanging door.

Hertomia began to sing an ethereal and melodious hymn while playing the organ. Gawain carried her on his back and began to squint his eyes gracefully, using small instruments made of ivory and silver to pry open. He picked up the shell of the African lobster coated with egg white and put the firm and sweet meat inside into his mouth piece by piece.

The fortresses, the people shouted angrily, set fire to them, climbed up the palisades and towers, one after another, the top ones wearing helmets, holding up cavalry axes despite the arrows fired by the Pisa mercenaries above. , cut off the iron rope on the hanging door, and fell to the ground with a bang. Everyone waved, cursed angrily, and rushed in with weapons raised. They killed everyone they saw: mercenaries, slaves, Employee, actuary, etc.

At this moment, Muzaffy-Adin next to him pinched his nose and served Gawain a cherry pork pie. Gawain waved his hand and told the man of faith not to stand any longer to avoid embarrassment, and then he grabbed the baked pie. , after one bite, Gao Wenwen's frowned brows relaxed, and comfortable heat began to rise from his nostrils: this feeling was like suddenly hugging a lovely, white and tender virgin like Anna.

In the courtyard of the Pisa Chamber of Commerce, there were numerous dead bodies. Panic Pisa people crawled everywhere, and some lay down next to the dead bodies, trying to hide their confusion. However, the soldiers ran over with weapons raised, and the pilgrims and civilians who followed were even more ferocious. A sharp pitchfork, pointed at any body, regardless of whether it is death or not The wounds were still alive, so they stabbed at them crazily. Then people piled up the washed-out wooden fences and set them on fire. They threw the corpses they had killed on top and burned them. Some were about to die but were still alive. He crawled out screaming with his charred lower body, and was beaten to death with iron rods until his brains were scattered all over the place. The closest Moore bodyguard hired by Moniqueni didn't dare to resist at all, so some of them were hacked to death by the beast-like soldiers. The rest begged to surrender, but they were all pushed and kicked into the basement of the chamber of commerce, where there were piles of charcoal. , fodder as a companion, and then the leading soldier cursed and locked the iron grate that pressed the exit, and kept throwing torches inside. The flames rose up, instantly burning the floor under their feet, mixed with the heat of the people inside. Dances of death and howls.

During the singing, Muzaffy-Addin came forward again and served the grand duke tender cooked lamb. It is said that this is a famous dish of the Syrian Greeks. The lamb was specially sent by Gregor and was still nursing. stage, Gawain slowly weaves a silk napkin Wiping his mouth methodically, he put the precious rose jam in another small cup. This is also a specialty of Syria. It is so cute and red. Then he mixed it with the holy white lamb meat and rolled it twice. Wen's appetite was stimulated again.

Moniqueni and her slaves were holding boxes full of gold and silver coins, and were preparing to escape from the dock near the Falfa River. They found that the courtyard road leading there was blocked by a large group of people, covered with blood. It was blood, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he was approaching him with all kinds of murderous weapons. As soon as Moniqueni pushed away the children he had brought with him, and told them to run, the pair of children were ignored. The rioters who rushed out were caught, "No!" Moniqueni screamed, but several rioters still lifted his daughter up without hesitation, and beat her alive to death beside the grinder of the courtyard mill, with blood flowing down her face. It dripped down the channel in circles, and then pushed his son against the corner and stabbed him alive with a spear. The two lamb-like children suddenly withered like flowers.

"Hertomia, I enjoyed this meal very much. Can I have a glass of wine?" Gawain looked at the wine produced in Cyprus in front of him, and he actually wanted to break the habit.

"No." Hertomia stopped playing and said coldly. She was now the steward of Gawain's daily life. Then she came over and took away the bottle of wine.

Gawain shook his head and smiled, then he picked up a piece of roasted medium-rare venison with an iron fork, brought it to his mouth, held it in one mouthful, and then chewed it slowly.

Moniqueni's limbs were chopped off one by one by the rioting soldiers and pilgrims, and thrown into the fire to burn. In the end, he was covered with blood, and he was screaming and twisting like a lizard with its limbs cut off. But people gathered around him, and the curses became more boiling. They wanted him to admit that he was a follower of the evil god Mammon before he died, and to abandon his faith in Christ, but Moniqueni refused.

"How deep is the follower of this evil god hiding!" Many people used the bit of an animal to tie the dying head of the Pisa Consul, and then hung him on the big tree in the courtyard, letting him die in wailing and bleeding.

At this moment, Gawain finally finished eating and stood up with satisfaction. Hertomia next to him came forward and reminded him, "Grand Duke, you still have one thing to do in today's schedule."

"What is it?" Gawain was obviously a little tired. After all, the battles and famine in the past few days were simply torture to the body.

"The treatment of Bartholomew."

"I almost forgot about this... I want to invite Godfrey, Baldwin, Raymond and Bohemond to come together." After Gawain finished speaking, Hertomia handed him the robe and cloak, "Call the guards and follow me to St. Andrew's Church." (To be continued ~^~)