Eagle Byzantium

"Fire Bear Cannon. Its temper is even worse." Gawain pointed at a shooting cannon with four solid wooden wheels behind the earth basket barrier in the distance. Exiting the two wheel tracks, this is also made of bronze. The front chamber is thick and long, and the rear bulges an ammunition chamber much larger than a perfume bottle. A large iron ball is used to shoot it. Loaded in the front, "one shot of an iron ball can destroy a vehicle, and can also break through thick wooden city gates and stone walls. However, the loading speed is much slower than that of perfume bottles. Only two can be shot in an hour." Three rounds, it is a siege cannon. The large Pulani stone-shooting machine can destroy the towers, and this fire bear cannon can penetrate the city walls and gates and open gaps."

"Having said so much, can you please take your bear claws away?" At this time, at the fort, Gawain was explaining seriously, his hands holding the tender and thin shoulders of the little sunfish.

"Persian Perfume Bottle has arranged for the weapon workshops of Alamein and Seleucia to rush to produce twenty-four units, and it will be good to have two of these fire bear cannons completed by next spring." When leaving the small town, Gawain supported The hilt of the phosphorus fire sword hanging on the waist said to Agnes who was walking quickly in front.

"Then what else do you need me to come back for?"

"Because there are more complex rotating shaft machines for you to complete, as well as methods to remove silt from the estuary, and design drawings for graded sluices when digging canals. There are many things I need from you." When Agnes heard the big news The brown bear shamelessly made this or that request from behind, and turned around in anger, ready to scold him.

Then she saw the great patron wearing a brown-black cloak with red trim under the setting sun, pulling the bridle of the black mare, looking at her sincerely with light blue eyes, and added calmly and sincerely, "No matter what, I am very grateful that you can return to Tarsus to be by my and Anna's side at this juncture."

So the little sunfish didn't say anything, but continued to walk along the hillside road, leading his mule, "These two weapons can easily hit the emperor's army, right? So there is no need to talk to me so hard." Important, compliments are unnecessary to me.”

At this moment, on the hill, Gawain held Sabina in his arms and stood on the edge of the high Alamein River, looking at the large workshops that cleverly spread down like ladders, as well as the large hospital in the distance, and the Alamein River. A bird's-eye view of the silhouettes of Fort Maman and Seleucia, rows of mulberry fields under the rotating windmills of various colors, and blurry ones further in the distance. Turning into a sea of ​​gray lines, "No, the two weapons can indeed enhance the power of the Guards Army, but the emperor may send 40,000 or even 50,000 people to attack me this time, and our front-line military strength should be less than 20,000 people. ——The most dangerous time for the little sunfish is now, in the spring and summer of next year.” After speaking, Gawain turned his head. His short brown hair was floating slightly, the corners of his cloak were dancing lightly, and his eyebrows and beard looked very majestic and masculine under the afterglow of the beach, but his words were very gentle, "Agni Silk Prani, Anna and I are asking you and everyone else to give us your fullest help. After passing the border, we will eat the sweetest rice and tangerines together, live in the most beautiful gardens and palaces, ride on the most luxurious rowing yacht, and conquer all of this land and sea. I will take it back from the emperor for you, and it will be renamed 'Plani Island' in the future."

"I'm going to punish your 'sleeping officer' Wen Ruomingna well and severely!" Just as Gawain was fooling around with the golden beauty in front of him, the little sunfish decisively raised the wooden handle of the riding whip and stretched out his hand. In front of Gawain's eyes, he put forward the conditions of exchange, "As long as such conditions can be met, I can also promise you to work with Samuel Fa, Director of the Ordnance Department, to step up the research and development of the modification you mentioned. "The long fire gun."

"Why bother, Agnes? The sleeping attendant is a pitiful person. She just hopes to marry a pious, reliable and decent family in the future. You'd better not be willful."

"I - I want to be willful." Agnes said unyieldingly.

"Okay, no problem at all. I like girls who are smart and willful." Gawain's big hand held the tip of Agnes's whip, and the two of them pulled each other slightly, and happily expressed that the oath was fulfilled, and just like that, Wen Ruomingna secretly Sold, "But she is on the plateau now. Waiting for the opportunity, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

"Sneeze, sneeze!" In the distant Melitene Castle, the sleeping attendant who was working hard on paperwork suddenly became dizzy and sneezed several times. The reed pen in his hand could not help but fall to the writing table. , she wrinkled her black eyebrows like charcoal, and rubbed the bridge of her nose uneasily with her clean and delicate fingers, still confused as to what was going on...

Two days later, Gawain, who returned to the palace city of Tarsus, coughed lightly, took Anna's arm, walked through the enclosed passage with two walls, and came to the first completed transept next to St. Paul's Cathedral. Several maids from the palace , the slaves, under the command of Staurachos, used long-cranked fire keys to light the fish paste lamps in front of the door and in the hall. Under the bright murals, Patriarch Anselm was sitting on the seat with some resentment.

"His Royal Highness the Patron, before you consider how to defend yourself against the enemy, the first thing you must consider is your own integrity. You promised me that after the completion of this powerful church in front of you, you will hold a grand inauguration ceremony. Granted recognition for my role as Archdeacon, but now you do. I'm sorry for giving up this position to an Orthodox Christian. I'm not saying this out of any vicious resentment towards Orthodoxy." Anselm stood up, holding his rosary tightly, his eyes wild and sad, sometimes passionate. Sometimes he would confess and chatter endlessly to the couple in front of him.

But then Gawain sat down calmly, knocking on the armrest, smiling and making the patriarch stunned, "I think it is too unfair for you to be the deacon of a mere cathedral. If you don't mind, please wait patiently for three to five years. If I defeat the emperor, unify the plateau and revive Rome, I will propose that the Eastern and Western Orthodox Churches and the Catholic Church be reunited, and you will be the intermediary at that time."

"What, what!" Anselm's hair on his bald head tightened violently, and beads of sweat oozed out - sixty years ago, the Eastern and Western Churches issued excommunication orders to each other, and since then the churches in Rome and Constantinople have been incompatible and attacked each other. If Gawain can really promote their unification and let himself be the most important intermediary, then he will be a saint who will be famous for thousands of years, and his achievements will be more outstanding than Leo IX, Gregory VII and Urban II.

But the couple didn't look like they were joking, because Anna put her finger on her lips, looking very nervous and uneasy, "Please protect this great secret, Your Excellency the Patriarch, because I am a devout Orthodox Christian. If the priests and believers on this land knew that my husband and I were plotting such a plan, all the Orthodox churches and monasteries would refuse to pray for me - I, I was completely captured by Gawain's love." (To be continued ~^~)