Eagle Byzantium

In the makeshift cage with wooden bars, Isaac sat there with miserable eyes, surrounded by servants and soldiers guarding him. At this time, Cabernetia also came closer under the "personal supervision" of several guardsmen. Then she looked at it and couldn't help but smile proudly. Then she held the fence with both hands, gritted her silver teeth, and said to Yi Sack said, "Should I recognize you, the glorious one of the empire? Even ordinary soldiers would not dare to guess how glorious you are!"

People around him immediately started whispering.

"Go away, heretic witch." When Isaac saw her dress, he knew she was a remnant of Tevlis and dismissed her. "I am just a battalion officer. You should treat other imperial troops like them." So generous, let me go to Adrianople, then I will meet with His Majesty the Emperor and ask him to consider pardoning the crimes of your large company - otherwise, if you offend His Majesty, you will all die. "

"What are you so proud of, Sebastocrat!" Cabeamiya reported this person's identity cheerfully, and then she laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that you would actually fall into the hands of the barbarian team. The God of White Light has finally punished your filthy family with justice. I will kill you and ask Gawain to kill you at all costs to avenge the countless deaths of my colleagues."

Cabeamiya was like this, holding the wooden fence, her black hair flying, smiling, laughing harshly, "They are all prisoners. Now at least I have received preferential treatment and can move freely as a consul noble; and you, The second most honored nobleman in the empire, a relative of Emperor Alexius My brother is imprisoned in a cage like a lowly slave." The warriors next to him were so frightened that they didn't know what was happening. However, a veteran who had served in the Red Hand Division next to Gawain pointed at him. Isaac, who was shaking his head, shouted to the others. "You can call the company of Italian veterans to come over and take a look. This golden-handed female consul is right. I recognize him. He is indeed Sebastocrat."

"I just look like Lord Sebastocrat, so I became his substitute. The real Lord has already taken a boat along the Thracian River to the safety of Adrianople." Now I heard that everyone wanted to Come and watch yourself like a beast, Isaac panicked and kept shouting.

At this time, fortunately, Gawain came over with two officers, and then the Archduke looked around. Everyone was silent, "Let's go back to each camp to rest and wait for tomorrow's journey. The reward will be delivered soon." Gawain said a few words, and then the soldiers and military servants left neatly according to the order of the queue.

Next, Gawain patted Wright on the shoulder. "Put down the door of the Crimson Camp. You and your guards will guard the outside. Don't let anyone else in." Wright hung the money bag on his waist and ran to do it.

And at the same time. Giovanni opened the wooden bars of the cage. Isaac was a little at a loss. His arms and head were heavily bandaged, but seeing Gawain constantly waving to him, he could only get out of the cage in embarrassment. .

No one spoke, Isaac lowered his head and stood there in embarrassment. He originally wanted to look more impressive, but all the accessories that could verify his identity and rank, including his armor, were stripped off.

And Kabeamia let out a long sigh of relief. He sat directly on the couch next to the tent and watched this scene. You couldn't help but smile and couldn't stop at all.

"Hey..." Gawain sighed, then took off his scarlet cloak, stepped forward to cover the emperor's brother, and said softly, "Your Excellency Sebastocrat, I have surprised you. Sorry, I didn’t expect to see each other again so soon after we said goodbye to each other in Iron Gate Castle.”

And Isaac was wearing a cloak, exposing only his naked legs, pretending to be witty and glaring, "I just said it, I said it... I'm not The emperor's brother, I am his substitute, I just look similar. My name is Andronicus Branas, just a minor nobleman from Thrace. You got the wrong person, and you got Seba. Stockrat’s plan, haha, haha.”

Gawain also smiled, and then waved his hand, and the eunuch Staurajos flew from behind the curtain and fell at the feet of the emperor's brother, hugging his thigh, laughing and crying at the same time. , "Your Excellency Sebastian Krat, it's great that you survived the battle caused by this tragic misunderstanding. I prayed for you in front of the icon of Christ all day long, and it finally worked."

"What nonsense, what nonsense! I am not at all, you have the wrong person." Isaac struggled, but the fat man clung to his leg very flexibly and could not get rid of him at all.

Then Gawain didn't say anything and continued to wave his hand. Samuel Fa, an engineer on crutches, also slowly walked in, looked at Isaac, and said in a sad tone, "Honorable Sebastian Krat , you should not expose the location of the Roman fire on the entire city wall out of temporary pleasure."

This time Isaac just stood there, not saying anything, silent, neither denying nor admitting loudly. Andodat presented the reed pen dipped in ink and the scroll of paper, "Since you don't want to admit it, then write down your name, Andronicus Branas."

The emperor's brother took the reed pen and wrote beautifully in Greek on the scroll, "Branas, from the Thrace province, currently the battalion officer of the imperial army."

"Very beautiful palace-style calligraphy." Gawain said with a flattering tone, and took it over to see.

"You are such a barbarian that you can actually read. It's so funny."

Gawain did not argue. He handed the paper roll to the confidential secretary and then talked about this issue. "Since you said you are a camp officer, then continue to draw a simple camp map. Ditches, stakes, infantry and cavalry camps, all clearly marked." Cabe Amiya continued to laugh on the side.

So the emperor's brother sat at the long table, facing the spread paper roll, holding the reed pen, twisted and drew a few lines, then smeared, then drew two more strokes, pinched his nose, and then pulled his ears anxiously. It was obvious that he couldn't draw at all.

"What about Branas? If you draw it, I will send you to Adrianople immediately."

A correct version at a glance in the 16-9 book bar!

The "camp officer" was in a daze for a long time, then he gathered his energy, raised his reed pen, and quickly signed the name "Isaac Sebastocrat Komnenos" on the paper roll. Then he threw the pen away willfully, folded his arms, tilted his head, and looked indifferent.

As a result, everyone in the tent, except Cabeamia, half-knelt down and shouted, "The second most glorious person in the empire, the one with power second only to His Majesty the Emperor, please save your noble body. The Red Hand Company is willing to escort you safely to the imperial capital until you die." (To be continued ~^~)