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On the fortress of Kadmia, the frightened soldiers who pulled the bell, swallowed the spit, held back the burning and pain in their throats, licked their chapped lips, and looked at the wilderness below, about a dozen heavily armed Norman knights, armed with spears, standing beside the fountain and serving as the back of the temple, while the rest of the men rode on horseback, withdrew their tents and luggage, and followed the passage to the ancient temple of Delphi, and now the road was full of gravel and grass.

Tancred on a stretcher, surrounded and protected among the cavalry, in case the Greek enemy found out that he was seriously wounded, this young warrior who had suffered a great loss in his first battle, looked at the blue sky in amazement, the scorching sun of the Greek mountains in late summer and early autumn pierced his face, the wound was extremely painful, but his mood was as dark and agitated as the Ionian Sea under the storm, "I met the warrior with the red feather this time, and he never even drew his sword. He stroked his right shoulder, his heart tangled.

"Your Excellency, the road ahead may be a little lighter." At that moment, Raul rode past him, his fingers pressed against the brim of his helmet, and saluted.

At this time, in the Fort of Kadmia, Madjos wore a sword in disbelief, and accompanied by the rest of the nobles who had not settled, passed through the corridors and stables full of ** unbearable soldiers of the People's Army, boarded the battlements, and grabbed the battlements, "The Normans really retreated!" The man, who was still in a complicated mood, asked the man who also couldn't let go of the bell next to him, until the people around him, one by one, looked into the distance from the battlement, and finally made a unified judgment: the Norman soldiers really retreated.

The ashes raised by the hooves of the twelve Norman knights of the last temple gradually dissipated at the top of the pass, and the castle of Kademia was suddenly enveloped in the feeling of resurrection, and the ragged soldiers hurriedly knelt down before the icons of St. Dimitri and St. Theodore, and then rushed out of the fort gate and rushed to the spring below the mountain to fetch water.

As soon as Madjos came out, he saw that the soldiers were in a state of confusion and noise, many of them were pulled by their companions, and they fell to the ground, tearing their clothes apart, rolling on the ground in pain, and many vomiting - the spring water was put down by the Normans before they left.

Madjos's face was tense, and he had already disemboweled the cunning and vicious Normans a dozen times in his heart, but then he was overjoyed, and Cademia was saved, which meant that the cities of Athens and Corinth would be protected, no, even Thessalonica, the throat leading from Greece to the imperial capital, could he have preserved?

In that way, you can really get the favor of His Majesty the Emperor in an instant, be awarded the title of nobility of the court, be granted the army and land, marry the beautiful Ingrid, and finally be at the top of the "Official Chart", and walk to the peak of life, it's really a little exciting to think about!

In the end, the rest of the soldiers of the People's Army saw that the spring water had been poisoned, so they could only walk to the nearest Orthodox church to look for the water well in the nearest Orthodox church, looking for something that could quench their thirst, but they found that they were also blocked by the Normans with stones, so a group of people made great efforts to get the gravel out, but fortunately, the Normans at least believed in the Lord, and had not abandoned the last shame and poisoned the temple of the Lord, which brought more than 300 people back to life.

Soon a soldier of the watchpost hurriedly rang the bell on the bell tower of the church, and everyone panicked and came out one after another, but saw that on the road in the direction of Corinth, a small cavalry team was galloping towards it, all the soldiers were dressed in scarlet clothes, the appearance of the Turks, and the nobles who understood understood that this was the internal guard of His Majesty the Emperor.

So Metzios, with a few nobles, stood on the side of the road in fear, and bowed to the leading cavalry with horns and trumpets, "The Normans have retreated?" ”

"Yes."

The cavalryman bowed his head, and then handed a sealed document into the hands of Metzchos, "Now, the supreme commander of this theater, Stephen. Commander Count Gawain was organizing a pursuit of the Normans, and hereby ordered the leader of the people's army, Metzchos, to arrange at once for men to open the passage of the army, escort the baggage, and prepare forage, hoping that there would be no mistake. ”

Then, regardless of Madzchos's mood, the sealed paper was thrown into his bosom, and the cavalry took out his horn and blew it whirring, and then led the cavalry squad behind him, carrying the flag, and ran in the direction of Delphi, apparently to the Norman rear, who was about to retreat.

"Chasing the Normans, chasing the Normans? This guy with the strange name of Gawain, which I have never heard of in the imperial capital, is simply stupid, and when the Normans leave here by boat, they can report to the imperial court, so why do they need to do more. Madzychos laughed at the Earl Commander who had come out of nowhere.

But soon, on the road on the other side, the shouting came like an overwhelming storm, and five hundred lightly armed cavalry, with five hundred lightly armed infantry, sweating like rain, the leading general's cloak fluttered, and soon broke away from the queue, and came to Mezchos like a whirlwind, and the exquisitely embroidered quiver swayed slightly around the side of his boots, "Since you have received the military order, why don't you follow it!" ”

Who are you, Matzjos?

As a result, in the next second, the general untied the cloak that covered him, revealing Sen Sen's two nostril bones, which immediately frightened Metzchos and his party into taking two steps back, "I know you want to ask who the contemptible is, the contemptible is just the personal slave of the imperial Caesar, do you know all the things below?" After saying that, the general drew his whip with a knot, "In this case, I will lead the army first, and the military situation is urgent." ”

Looking at the back of Tetisius who had gone away, Matzios's brain had not yet returned, and then he looked behind him, most of the small nobles from the countryside, all staring at him, and waved his arms in discouragement, "Imperial Caesar, we can't afford to offend, then do what the noseless officer just said!" ”

The cavalry of Cuman and Turkmen, like thunder, rushed by, and Mezchos and the others choked on the dust they left behind, carrying bales of straw and firewood, and followed closely behind, and the little ruined nobleman who had just dreamed of the color could only be temporarily suppressed in his heart.

Towards sunset, the Calabrian hussars, who were walking in the moor with small flags, looked back and saw that on the hillside they had walked, there were suddenly light cavalrymen in striking red suits, riding slightly dwarfed horses, unhurried and parallel, as if they were trying to track them.

"Oh, the cavalry of the Greeks actually had the guts to catch up." Raul smiled and said to Tancrad lying on a stretcher.