Eagle Byzantium

In another part of the palace, by the forest garden, Agnes was sorting out documents and seal keys. Anna hugged her from behind. She involuntarily leaned forward against the gold and marble wall, "I decided to take advantage of the big plans for the coming year. I will go to Durazo Camp as Imperial Baselissa, and you will come with me."

"Huh?" Agnes frowned, "How about the affairs here?"

"Just leave it to Hertomia. Tarsus will stay with the sleeping officer Wen Ruomingna to handle the Eastern documents. There is no need to worry about the situation in the capital. After all, the imperial guards of the palace and the gate officer Muzafei Adin will stay behind. I will take it with me. Just go with the Imperial Cavalry Regiment and supervise the three young men and the rest of the palace guards. They must gather around the emperor to gain war experience. "

Agnes's belt was gently tightened by Basilisa, her gray hair was on her neck and collar, her white chest was slightly bulged by the tightening, and her face was a little red. She knew that Anna was still a "fun-loving" at heart. Yes, the reason why he must rush to Durazzo with him is mainly to recreate the "grand event" of the previous night, except for the golden-hand consul.

"Gawain also wrote a letter, saying that the siege has lasted for almost three months. He wants to end the war in two months, that is, in the spring of the next year, and wipe out all the enemies in the city. Therefore, some projects need to be implemented on the Durazo River. , need your advice.”

"Then I'll plan the plan here!" Agnes refused at first.

Anna twisted Agnes' plump cheeks and said angrily, "Absolutely not! For such a critical event as war, how could the project plan be based on drawings and imagination in a palace hundreds of miles away? To complete it? We must observe on the spot, Gawain will protect you and me, and I also want to see how the city of Durazzo fell."

"Why..." Agnes still wanted to retort, but she obviously saw something unusual in Anna's eyes.

Basilisa said this, "I just want to see how the city of Durazzo fell. Not only this, but also the future Palermo in Sicily, the future Rome, and the future Crete." …I don’t want to endure any more time apart.”

Agnes was stunned. She didn't quite understand Anna's emotions. During Gawain's expedition, she stayed behind to preside over the palace and government affairs very calmly.

But in the end the little sunfish agreed.

In the Thracian sky at the junction of the end of the year and the New Year, the snow is falling calmly, and the sky is closer to pale. Snow and ice hang on several sides of the Egnadia Avenue, and some puddles are also frozen. , the sun shines on it and emits various bright colors. Many birds fly in groups, hovering in the sky between the imperial capital city gate and the marching convoy on the avenue. They know that now is the best time to look for food.

Caravans covered with cloth, chariots covered with iron armor, two-wheeled vehicles drawn by small mules and loaded with spears, large baggage vehicles loaded with various light cannons and ammunition, along the wide road paved with gravel, The wheels and axles rubbed against each other, squeaking and moving forward, The servants carrying tents and luggage walked in a winding formation, while the knights wearing jackets slowly rode their horses in an orderly manner, marching at the head and tail of the team. Their heavy armors were placed on the vehicles. Among them, most of them were covered with blue-gray cloaks. Forty palace attendants who went to Durazzo to serve as junior officers rode on horseback as guards on both sides of the carriage team in the middle. They wore light armor inside and gold-trimmed cloaks outside, and some carried long swords on their right shoulders. , some were holding spears tied with colorful flags, and had hair of various colors - black, red, grass yellow, etc., after all, they came from various ethnic groups.

Macianias, Kukui and Zangi are the brightest and most eye-catching new stars in the team, so Basilisa specifically asked them to act as her bodyguards and stay close by.

The light rain came down again, and little drops of it hit the brim of Markianias' helmet. He was probably the only one wearing a helmet in this team. The other young guards wanted to attract the attention of the citizens of Gallipoli and the palace ladies before setting off. He himself, with his hair exposed, was riding triumphantly on horseback.

They walked and walked, sometimes the weather was quiet and snowy, sometimes the wind brought a bit of moistening rain, and sometimes it was sunny with lovely white clouds floating above people's heads.

Until Thessaloniki, the environment is peaceful. The hostile piracy in Crete and Moria has been reduced a lot. Business and trade on various borders have resumed. In particular, the market in Thessaloniki has become lively again. Endlessly - when each The young guards of the tribe couldn't help but feel eye-opening when they saw the majestic acropolis of the second largest seaside city in the empire and the jagged battlements moving down the hillside, as well as the stretches of goods markets along the river and various colorful flag tents soliciting business. .

Some bold children ran directly onto the road and sold trinkets, drinks, and cakes to the mounted soldiers.

Kukui and Zangi both bought some.

But Macianius still had a serious expression on his face, and his face was still buckled under his helmet. Even the children thought he was a sculpture on horseback, and many hooded young women were leaning there by the woods and rivers. He looked at this group of beautiful and proud young palace nobles with burning eyes, chattering endlessly about their appearance, armor, swords and luxurious mounts, and fantasizing about them.

Macianias sometimes thought about Helena, and sometimes thought about the battlefield. After all, the smoke and battle were getting closer and closer to him. His thoughts were full of romanticism: on the endless battlefield of Durazzo, he was covered with dignity. The gilded armor, the horse's head with two colorful feathers on its neck, holding a spear with a horse tail, and then His Majesty, his most beloved emperor, drew The sword shouted, "My son Macianias, charge!" The horse's hooves flew, and he tightened the reins and rushed towards the black enemy formation. At the moment of rushing in, he leveled his spear and put his horse on his back. The embroidered armor he was wearing was fluttering, and with a prayer call "for Princess Helena", he marched straight in like a Frankish knight, and was the first to fight the enemy bravely! Then the emperor's approval came from behind, "What a good spirit my child!"

After the battle, he held up the enemy general's head to inspect Basileus and Basilisa, who were sitting on low stools in the camp. There was a scarlet Persian blanket at their feet, and a stern-eyed man squatted on a wooden frame next to them. The falcon said, "Marcianias, you brat, you actually shouted Helena's name in the battle formation just now." The emperor said with an angry and reproachful tone.

But Basilisa said to her husband, "Isn't it wonderful? The people in Jerusalem are actually ready to give up their marriage to my daughter, and then marry Helena to her true lover. Okay, Macianias? You have already Use your courage to prove that you are a true Roman warrior, a man who can protect and take care of Helena throughout her life.”

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"Of course I do!" Markianias shouted excitedly.