Eagle Byzantium

But the woman still refused to leave, with a little bit of hope remaining. The dark-skinned arrogant grunted again and pointed to the sign hanging on the cargo shed, "Madam, look, today's grain quota has been exhausted."

The two noble ladies looked a little pale under the scorching sun. They covered the terrible sunlight with their hands and were still wandering weakly. They wanted to squeeze into the shade of the cargo shed, but the Yapi led several employees and shouted He got up, pushed the two women out, and began to curse.

"Please, it is said that food will be shipped from the port tomorrow. Just sell us some food today. Just a little bit will do. Get through the difficulties and do good." The poor lady kept whining and begging, and the bastard also He could only squeeze his eyes and keep nodding, asking the other party to stop talking, and waved his hand to the mercenary captain standing at the door, "Please go in and talk, please go in and talk, dear madam, my consul also hopes to receive you."

The two were overjoyed and walked to the door. The mercenary captain wearing a feathered helmet, who was a Maronite believer, raised his hands aggressively to tell them to stop, and then asked for a body search.

At this point, the two ladies could only abandon their shame, lowered their heads, and untied the laces in front of their breasts. The mercenary captain smiled lewdly, touched his chest, and then his buttocks, followed by the other mercenaries. The soldiers came up one by one to "search" them, pinching and rubbing them, and it took a long time to let these two people in.

At this moment, in the alley next to the fortress, several men in cloaks were leaning against the wall, watching the scene with cold eyes.

"Are you saying that the port has indeed been restored, and that Venice and the Red Duck Man have also returned?" Looking at the two women who were eating and eating regardless of aristocratic etiquette, Monique Ni felt sad and held her hand in her hand. Holding the wine glass and stroking it, I started to think about it. Come, "It seems that I need to contact Bohemond quickly before those angry lords attack me - I have a lot of money now, and I am willing to send part of it to this Norman country bumpkin who is short of money, and forgive part of his debts." , Quan Dang buys An Tiao The business district in Kecheng is ready. As long as Bohemond nods, the other pilgrim lords can easily suppress and bribe them. Moreover, our father, Lord Dembel, will arrive soon, and the situation is under my control. Hehehehe. Humph. "In front of the lady. In front of him, the Consul of the Chamber of Commerce of Pisa laughed uncontrollably, and then his yellow eyes like poisonous snakes looked at the slightly hairy lady, very kindly, "Please enjoy it slowly, and I will wait until sunset. You sent it out.”

Half an hour later, in St. Peter's Church, Army Chief Bohemond and Venetian Consul Molitor both stood in front of the courtyard. In front of them stood the arrogant clerk of the Pisa Chamber of Commerce. The other party made a condition, "Send more troops immediately." Soldier, ensure the safety of the Chamber of Commerce in the city, Your Excellency Moniqueni will consider exempting you from your debt of 10,000 gold coins."

Bohemond looked very excited and took the sealed debt-free deed with both hands, and said that he would do his best to handle this matter immediately.

So the clerk returned the bow arrogantly, turned around and left. Suddenly he felt that his body was pierced by something. Then he looked down and saw that it had indeed been pierced: the blood-bubbled sword blade was stretched out in front of him. The sound in my belly sounded like that of the God of Death. As if mocking, the hilt of the sword was held in Bohemond's hand. The other hand held the contract in his other hand and raised it proudly, "If you go to hell, tell the consul who will join you soon. "The Tver family is grateful for his generosity."

Then, Bohemond gritted his teeth, and with a cry of relief, he pulled out the bloody sword. The document spun around in a circle, but the Duke stepped forward and kicked it over, and the body fell to the ground. , and the Duke of Apulia touched his cheek with his hand, his face covered with a lot of blood, and shook hands with the Venetian consul like this, "Half of the business district in Antioch City belongs to you, and half of it belongs to the hot duck people." Yes, it’s a pleasure to cooperate, it’s just the Greek emperor’s side..."

"No problem, San Marco City guarantees and promises that this great city will always be yours." Molitor didn't care about the smell of blood at all, and held the Duke's hand tightly.

Several Calabrian soldiers dragged the secretary's body from the courtyard to the penthouse, and then dragged it straight to the second-floor cloister of the church, and then threw it from the window - beneath it were countless hungry pilgrims. There are knights, infantry, and civilians, and believers from all sects. They wrap their bodies in rags, their eyes are shining with hunger and anger, regardless of their identity or belief. They all held torches and held murderous weapons in their hands - when the body of the Pisa clerk hit the ground, everyone stepped forward to tear it and bite it, and soon the body was bitten to pieces and dripping with blood. At this moment, Tank Red was wearing armor and stood on the window sill where the body had just been dumped, shouting to everyone, "We have done what we should do, the rest is yours, take back what is rightfully ours!"

Then, the people, whose faces were covered with blood stains from the corpses, let out horrifying shouts, gathered from all the streets, and surged unstoppably towards the Pissan fortress.

When the two ladies walked out of the door of the fortress, the entire arena area was still unaware of the situation there. The playful mercenary captain was playing a game of "throwing wheat cakes" with his subordinates: they Every day, half a piece of black cake baked with semolina grains would be thrown at the hungry crowd in front of them, telling them to rob and fight. As a result, when he saw the noble lady coming out, he immediately came close to her again, and after a lot of pretentiousness, he let them out.

The two ladies held their faces and walked slowly and awkwardly about 300 feet from the Pisa Chamber of Commerce. At the corner of the old bull market, countless soldiers holding torches appeared and were walking towards them. Just as they were about to avoid them, the men in cloaks came over immediately, shook the hands of the two ladies, and shouted to the soldiers, "We have all come here with great hardships. Now a woman of noble birth has been insulted by the group of Pisans because of hunger. You are Christian warriors with swords. Tell us what we should do?"

The man in armor who led the way raised his hand and shouted, "The lords asked us to protect the Pisans. The Chamber of Commerce of Pisa is free from harm."

"That means they feel guilty and afraid because of the extremely dirty business!" The men in cloaks grabbed the lady's hand and shouted at all the soldiers, "Come on, tell them that the Pisans gave you some food and then asked you two to enter the fortress to be touched and raped by those dirty mercenary pagans. We are unarmed believers, but in front of you, all of them are soldiers under the banner of Christ. You two can't tell a single lie, say it!"

The two ladies looked at the angry soldiers and were scared to death. They could only bow their heads to show that this was true.

"These bastards and demons raised by Mammon and Beelzebub, maybe we should use weapons to tell them that the chastity of the ladies is not something they can violate at will!" At this moment, the leading flag officer was trembling all over, and was the first to draw his sword angrily, "Let us go and 'protect' the maggots in the fortress and feed them feces from the blood pool of hell." (To be continued ~^~)