Eagle Byzantium

"That can be a compromise. In other words, the stable master still has time to repent, as long as..."

"Eunuch, I am not a young child who has just entered the world. Now that you have said this, there is no room for maneuver." George's fingers pressed down on his sword.

Foehn wind continued to blow in from the doors, windows and corridors, and everyone in the whole scene was full of disgust. "Your Excellency, the Chief of Stables, I know where the authority of the throne is that you covet, but I just want to remind you not to take away His Majesty's generosity and kindness. Use it as a reason for your indulgence, That's not good for everyone." After saying that, the eunuch slowly took out a shining tool from the small box and said in response to the white lightning, "This thing has been passed down from generation to generation and is specially used to deal with it. Those ambitious people who are not satisfied with their duties.”

As a result, George laughed and said, "The empire can survive until now only because of the constant challenges of restless people. Whether Alexius can really secure this throne will be decided by the competition between me and him in the future." But it can’t be now. I think you must have mistaken the place, eunuch. This is not Brachna Palace.”

Outside the monastery, the foehn wind mixed with mud and leaves danced wildly, and thunder roared. Sabina, who was tied to the tree, suddenly screamed at Gawain. Gawain looked around, and suddenly saw two spinning and flying figures flying out of the woods. An ax passed by him, one on the left and the other on the right, and chopped into the foreheads and chests of the two Italian soldiers beside him. The two men fell to the ground and died without even screaming.

In the wind, the purple ribbon that Alexios had previously given to Gawain was still fluttering on his arm, "Gawain Russell, the stable master has rebelled, kill all his soldiers!" Following a few seconds A familiar voice sounded, and a dozen tough figures rushed over from the woods. It was unknown where they came from, but Gawain could already tell that they were all Varangian warriors.

Gawain turned around, and one of George's soldiers heard the cry and identified him as a member of the guard. He howled and struck at him with his sword. Instinctively, Gawain quickly pulled out his shoulder strap. The Turkic scimitar hanging above the body, with a rapid white light, the soldier's throat was cut directly, and then Gawain stepped up and kicked the body to the ground.

It’s hard to imagine such a sudden change, considering that just now this group of familiar people were still joking together!

Another George's soldier came at him with a spear and stabbed him diagonally. Gawain protected his scimitar on his forehead, then swung it down diagonally, pressing the spearhead to the ground and cutting it off. The sturdy soldier directly used the rest of his sword to cut it off. The remaining spear hit Gawain Gawain fell upside down on the ground in severe pain. At this time, raindrops were falling, and in the thunder and lightning, the Varangian warriors who came out of the jungle and George's soldiers came and went in a melee. Their horses Tumbling and screaming.

"Uh-huh!" The soldier rushed over, holding the remaining spear, and aimed at Gawain who was lying on the ground.

On the muddy ground, Gawain gritted his teeth, twisted his back, slid along the shield on his back, dodged the remaining spear, and shot the splashing mud water onto Gawain's beard, and then he used all his strength With enough strength, he swung the Turkic scimitar and chopped the guy's knee. Then he dropped the scimitar and got up. The soldier half-knelt on the ground and unsheathed his sword. In an instant, Gawain also took out the phosphorus fire sword. Hold the chop with both hands.

The two swords met in the rain, and then they both shouted, twisting their arms and pressing each other's sword blades to the ground. Then Gawain stepped in with his left arm, and sent the sword as sharp as an axe. After entering the opponent's neck, the soldier's eyes protruded, and a few blue flames burst out from his mouth and nose, then he lowered his head and died.

Gawain pushed the opponent's forehead with his right hand, and the opponent's body fell straight into the mud puddle.

At this time, he saw Cranmer running out of the monastery, mounting the horse that had been prepared, and coming towards him.

"The traitor in the royal court wants to harm the stable master, let me go, otherwise the stable master's army and Xiaoya's management will be ruined!" Cranmer was also familiar with Gawain and the governor on weekdays, shouting With these words, he came on horseback.

Gawain glanced and saw Diogenes, the captor, staying under the branch of a tree, stunned and at a loss at this sudden change.

Just for a moment of hesitation, with a "thank you", Cranmer, the adjutant of the stable master, passed by the horseman Diognis. As a result, behind him were the voices of his colleagues scolding the captor, and at the same time, "Gawain" "Russell, you can't let him run away!"

"No, I don't hesitate." Under the lightning, Gawain said these words. His light blue eyes seemed to be burning with a slight flame. Then he quickly raised his hand and lifted the folded protective shield on his helmet. The nose was buttoned down. Then he pulled out the Phosphorus Fire Sword, held it upright with both hands, and placed it in the middle. On one side were the high cliffs covered with trees and on the other were the mountain peaks that continued to rise. The rain kept splashing dirty drops of water under his feet.

Then Cranmer's horse screamed in agony. It saw the blue-gleaming magic sword in Gawain's hand, and instinctively retreated back. Gawain stepped forward hurriedly, dodged Cranmer's sword slightly, and quickly turned to the side of the horse. The sword blade struck its hindquarters. Cranmer was in a terrible state from the front of the saddle. The ground fell.

As soon as the stablemaster's adjutant got up, Gawain strangled his neck, and then bent the blade from his back, making two puffs, and penetrated straight to the chest. Cranmer straightened his body, and used his hands to grab from behind in vain. After grabbing it twice, it opened its eyes wide and turned into a corpse.

"Don't come here, this is my trophy." Gawain, who was holding the lieutenant's body, stretched out his sword of phosphorus and fire along Cranmer's armpit, and faced the officer who was approaching him with a look of astonishment on his face. He threatened.

"Plop", the adjutant's body was thrown to the ground. After Gawain pulled out the scimitar, he put its blade on the ground and pulled it, then cut off the adjutant's head, held it in his hand, and walked towards the building. Priory.

On the windy and rainy lake, all the canoes rowed by the rest of the guard had already docked - this can explain why the group of warriors just fought out of the forest. They were in other canoes and landed first at the foot of the cliff. Acquired from jungle raids - this was a common skill for the Vikings and Saxon Angles.

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Soon the whole situation was brought under control by the Red Hand Guards. They howled and raised their battle axes, passed over the monks who were trembling with fear and sat on the ground, and rushed into the monastery from all directions. At this time, the eunuch was in the monastery. He opened the rosewood box, then raised two bloody eyeballs and put them in. Then he also put the small and exquisite tool inside, still thinking in his heart. Satisfied: It seems that after so many years, my method of execution has not deteriorated.

And those two eyeballs were removed from the face of the distinguished Stable Master George Paralogus.