"I'm not a Frank or a Norman, I'm just loyal to my emperor and the border warrior you despise the most, so the ransom exchange doesn't apply to me, and I'll hand you over to His Majesty the Emperor, that's my mission. His Majesty the Emperor has been paying attention to you rebellious thief for a long time! Diognis said mockingly, and then he raised a wine bag, and drank it to himself, looking at last relieved.

"Hybrids, hybrids of Greeks and Saracens, drunkards, vicious dogs, minions of the Emperor!" Bohemond gritted his teeth and cursed, he knew more about border warriors like Diognes, and had dealt with them a lot, Diognes was not a pure Roman (of course, today's "Romans" is a de jure concept, but the race is Greek), their family has been on the border for generations, has been awarded the title of nocracy by the emperor, has patrols, thieves and outposts in the fortress, and watches over with the Saracens, Armenians or Turks over there, and the two sides will secretly intermarry with each other while fighting, After all, feelings, like war, are unstoppable, so they gave birth to a half-blood warrior like Theognes, who continued to be entrusted with important tasks by the emperor or the Grand Duke.

Gawain helped Peter and stood up, in his eyes, Diognis this warrior skin is indeed a bit like the Saracens, the skin is indeed a bit like the Saracens, the body is narrow and slender, like a hound, the weapons are also varied, and he also wears a white turban used only by Crescentists, in the midst of Bohemond's scolding, Theognes drank the wine in his leather bag, and walked over to the side, first picked up his flail and carried it on his shoulder, and then dragged the man in black who was still on the ground.

Then Diognes threw the man in black down again, then hesitated, then dragged him up again, and shouted to his subordinates, "It's strange, it's a woman." ”

After many days of haze, snow and fog, it seemed that spring was finally coming to this war-torn land, with some very small but still able to keep going, Bohemond sat in a flatbed prison car, his hands handcuffed to the roof of the carport, and he was the only one in the car, swaying.

"Why should even we be treated like this!" Gawain was indignant, and he and Peter were tied with ropes in their hands, tied behind Bohemond's prisoner's cart, and followed suit.

"Hahahaha." Bohemond laughed again, and he said to Peter, "The flatbed has only two uses, to pretend to be a prisoner and to pretend to be a prisoner, and the monk priest usually does not pay attention, even if he steps on the rut of the flatbed, he must stop and pray to ward off the disaster, and now you have to follow my rut all the way to Constantinople." ”

Gawain was just about to attack, when the rope tied around his waist also swayed - behind him, the captured woman in the black cloak, the rope tied to him, also followed behind, these were really "grasshoppers on a rope".

The woman was younger, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair, amber eyes, a slightly dark face, and pretty and clever features, and it seemed that she was a mixed-race child like Diognis.

On both sides and in front of the prisoner cart, there were heavily armed Byzantine soldiers, Diognis held a wine bag, riding a horse at the end, he seemed to never get drunk, anyway, Gawain saw that he drank without any moderation, from opening his eyes to closing his eyes, he should hate God for still stipulating that people must rest, so that he could not drink all day long.

"Your Excellency the Capture Officer, Your Excellency the Capture Officer, I can prove myself, I am the daughter of a noble family with a sword on the border who was personally named by the emperor himself, and I was captured by Norman bandits!" The black-haired girl kept explaining to Diognis, who was riding a horse next to her, "My name is Kabeamia, and you can find my family's canonical register in the National Archives of Constantinople right away. I was robbed by the Norman bandits to serve as a guide, and the leading Bohemond violated my chastity and forced me to return to Taranto as a concubine and clerk. ”

"Don't go on, in vain, I am only responsible for arresting you, and handing you all over to the wise emperor, who will naturally cut everything off." The drunken Diognis replied.

"I'm going to pee." Gawain couldn't help but shout, the team was so noisy that Diognis was very annoyed, so he burped and told Gawain to settle it himself.

"Untie my hands!"

"No, in that case you'll take the opportunity to hold your demonic sword, and we don't have any soldiers here, not even myself, who don't want to touch your sword." Diognis refused Gawain's request, of course, as he himself said, Gawain's sword of phosphorus fire was still hanging on his belt, and no one dared to touch it, "You help him!" ”

Diognis meant to ask Peter to help Gawain "untie his hands".

As a result, Peter cried out, and his own hands were also tied, which was not convenient at all.

"Then Bohemond you."

Bohemond sternly refused, and he warned the guards to be careful about their words and deeds, and that a status like his was not to be insulted, even in a prison car.

In the end, everyone walking around could only turn their eyes to Kabeamia, because the guard took care of her as a woman, and only tied her hand, "No, no, I don't want to die!" The girl immediately understood, panicked and frightened.

"Listen, even if you are a prisoner, you have to contribute to the cause of the emperor, not to mention that you also claim to be the daughter of a nobleman with a sword, you must be so conscious. You must know that this hermit monk and his attendants, I am going to bring them to His Majesty, and they may have a vital influence on the emperor's national policy. Theognes continued to burp earnestly, "If you are willing to do so, I will check your place of origin and confirm your innocence when I arrive in the capital." ”

Bohemond laughed again, as if he had seen something amusement.

The girl was about to cry, Gawain turned around and stood in front of her in pain, "Hurry up, or I'll stain myself, no one here dares to touch me, and my sword, I promise that if it were you, I wouldn't hurt the woman." ”

Kabeamia lowered her head, trembled, kept a certain distance from Gawain, turned her head, closed her eyes, and then stretched out her slender arm, which seemed to be digging out a nest of poisonous snakes, "Did you come out?" She shuddered and asked in Norman Oy, who was not very proficient.

"Wow!" Bohemond stuck his head out of the prisoner's cart, "like the spears we Normans use, tsk." ”

As a result, hearing this analogy, Kabeamiya instinctively turned her eyes curiously and glanced at it, and was immediately frightened and screamed, and her hand only retracted, and as a result, Gawain was in pain, and she spilled all of Kabeamia's lower clothes