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"Zahas has not returned from Nicomedia yet, so the original plan of the stable master is actually equivalent to failure. He wanted to lure Zahas's main force into a decisive battle, didn't he?" Gawain sighed, put the bridle on Sabina's head, and then stroked her hair, "Erikson, give me the brush."

Erikson, who was sitting on the mule cart over there and eating wheat bread, took out the brush from the carriage after hearing this and threw it to Gawain.

"Shut up, you bastard, don't forget that you are just a small flag officer now, and you dare to slander and question the stable master here." Diogenes was shaking with anger and walked forward, "Aren't we triumphant all the way? You say!"

"You told me to shut up." Gawain turned his back to him, took off the chain mail, wore a knee-length cloth robe, rolled up his sleeves, waved the brush, and dipped it in water to brush Sabina's body.

"I want to know that our army will definitely advance to Nicaea and fight all the way back to Anatolia, and the Roman flag will fly again on the peaks of the plateau, instead of just questioning like you do!" Diogenes was excited, grabbed his collar, and stepped forward with a clenched fist.

Gawain turned around and said to him clearly, "Listen to me, you have drunk too much wine now, go back to the camp and have a good rest."

"I am not drunk. Today I drank wine mixed with poisonous ginseng, so I was able to risk the stones and javelins thrown by the enemy on my head, facing the danger of dying at any time, overcoming the trembling and pain, overcoming the sorrow and trembling of the death of my comrades, and climbing to the top of the city. These are just side effects of drinking wine, and they are the price that must be borne. So I don't want anyone, especially a scum like you who sneaked in, to say any nonsense that will dissipate the morale of the army."

As a result, Gawain raised the brush and brushed it back, and the cold water hit the drunken guard's face in an arc, crackling, making him step back in a hurry.

"I tell you, it's not me who will question the stable master in the future, but your beloved emperor. You will be confused by then, and the morale of the army will not be eliminated by a character like me." Gawain said coldly to the guard who was constantly wiping his face.

At the same time, Ericson, who saw this scene, stuffed all the remaining parts of the wheat bread into his mouth, took out a battle axe from the carriage, jumped down while chewing, stood beside Gawain, and stared at the guard who was still wiping his face with a kind look.

Then, Gawain saw the flail in the hand of the guard shaking.

At this time, Francesco came over from the mule cart with two soldiers, "Hey, guard over there, your current identity is the stable master's staff. According to regulations, you can't talk to soldiers who are camping and preparing for the night."

As a result, at this time, more and more soldiers who felt that something was wrong gathered around, looking at the two people confronting each other.

Farof also came. He took a look and walked over directly, standing in front of Diogenes.

"What? The Earl commander of the Red Hand Squadron, are you going to protect your subordinates who are talking nonsense?" Diogenes said coldly.

"I think it's you, the garrison commander, who violated the rules by drinking and causing trouble in the barracks. Stay away from my soldiers. If there is anything wrong, go to the military judge under the stable master and I will deal with him. Diogenes, I know your father and brother died in the Battle of Durazzo, but you can't act on impulse at any time." After saying that, Farof stepped forward, softened his tone, and tried to support Diogenes, but he opened his hand fiercely. Then the garrison commander glared at Gawain, and then he carried the wine bag and flail and staggered away.

As a result, that night, George, the stable master, held an emergency military meeting.

"The Turks abandoned Nicaea." The stable master standing in front of the map table closed his eyes, placed the letter he had just received on the desk, and announced the news to everyone.

Most of the staff and generals cheered, except for Farof, Taitius and Diogenes. The first two watched coldly, and the last one sat at the end of the seat, clenched his fists excitedly, unable to calm down, and even his breathing was disordered.

But then George, the stable master, said something that made the guard officer feel cold again, "But now the military pay and supplies are starting to run out. My army can only reach Nicaea. This is the limit."

Not only the guard officer, but the rest of the people present also fell silent. They looked at the stable master, but George Paralogus' expression was more subtle. He leaned on the table in the middle of the tent with both hands, "Zahas actually took a ship from Nicomedia and boarded Smyrna, Chios and other areas to plunder, and cut off the imperial capital's aid here. , This is indeed something I never expected. I didn't expect that he would not even want his old nest, Nicaea. "

"Attack instead of defend. The Turks only need to carry their own tents." Taitsius in the corner muttered this sentence secretly, thinking, "Although this stablemaster is an excellent commander, he is not yet accustomed to the essence of the strategy against the Turks."

"The emperor's order is to recapture the entire Anatolia!" With Diogenes's shout, everyone else on the scene focused their attention on the obviously out-of-control guard.

The stablemaster raised his forehead and looked at the guard for a while. He forgave the abruptness of this humble man. "Now we have two choices. One is to go to Nicomedia City, but the military rations and military pay are beginning to be in a bad state. We cannot completely rely on the Sultan of Konia. This time, even the Sultan of the other side did not attend the meeting, because I am afraid that this group of pagans with ulterior motives will get to know our secrets and hesitate. What will happen if the military pay is insufficient? The answer is clear. My Italian veterans, the inner palace guards of the commander Count Farov, are all mercenaries of foreign races, and there will inevitably be fluctuations and the risk of rebellion. What's more, even if we go to Nicomedia, maybe Zahas's fleet will advance to other places."

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"What's the other way?" Farov leaned against the pillar and asked.

"That is to station troops around Nicaea and Abydos, recruit refugees from Asia Minor and Turkish prisoners of war, and settle them in various places to cultivate and defend themselves. When the wheat harvest is ripe next year, we will attack Zahas in one go." The stable master seemed to have thought about it for a long time and quickly and clearly put forward this plan.

There was a lot of discussion in the tent. Diogenes sat down in his seat dejectedly, Farof lowered his head and said nothing, while Taitsius took off the cloak covering his face, revealing the terrifying content. It was unclear what his expression was.

Suddenly, the guard officer Diogenes stood up again unwillingly and said to the stable master, "There is no defense around Nicaea. It is better to seize Anatolia in one go, which is a long-term strategy for defense."