Soon, Bohemond raised a golden glass set with diamonds and gemstones, and filled it with crystal clear cold red wine, and sipped it triumphantly in front of everyone. Behind him, Tancred stood straight, staring at Diognis next to Grand Duke Gawain, eager to devour the other party with his eyes.

"You can't afford to lose this kind of negotiation venue." Gawain thought to himself, and then he shook his head, and motioned to the military servant Muzafiadin to take some of the things sent by Anna out of the town, and finally the military servant was busy for a long time, and found that most of them were manuscripts, and raised and put them down, before handing the self-proclaimed Grand Duke a thing.

Gawain smiled and held this thing in his hand, and then looked down to see that it was a small pot made of fine copper, and there were holes in it, and he didn't know what it was for, but he still held it elegantly in his palm, facing everyone.

"Your Excellency, charcoal can be burned here, which is used by the generals to warm their hands in winter, but now it's spring." Seeing this, Tetisius couldn't bear to debunk it, so he quietly reminded in Turkic.

It turned out that when Gawain was on the expedition, Anna was worried that he was in the cold, so she sent this warm letter together, but because Gawain was advancing too fast, the gift was always left behind his horse's hooves, and it was not delivered until now.

The guard next to him squinted his eyes, watched all this, and forced himself to laugh.

"Don't be silent about Tetisius, just keep a smile at this time." Gawain still put grace on his face, rubbing the copper kettle in the palm of his hand, and even Bohemond didn't know what it was. Pointing his hand, a manservant approached. Ask Gawain if he needs to pour wine into it, "Don't worry." There is only sincerity in the wine of peace talks, and there is no poison. Bohemond said.

"Even if it's not poisonous, all the wine in it will leak out of the holes, you idiot, what else are you looking at, don't you see? Stupid servant who served the stupid Normans. Gawain became angry in his heart, and kept "scolding" the dumbfounded manservant who was still carrying a wine jug with his eyes.

However, Bohemond's words served to lighten the mood, and Godfrey of Bouillon raised his glasses and proposed that everyone toast to the Lord and the coming expedition.

So Gawain also raised the hand warmer.

At this time. Anselm, the former bishop of the diocese of Bari, walked in from outside the tent with a look of indignation, he sat in his seat and looked around, and quickly fixed his eyes and fire on the hermit Peter, "I have heard that some people, for their own selfish interests and desires, have stirred up their lips and tongues, changed the original intention of the Holy See, and actually abandoned the diocese of Bari, leaving it under the control of the Greek monks, and letting the efforts of many previous dignitaries be in vain. ”

"It's not going to go down the drain. Gawain, the Imperial Grand Duke of Bari, had received a new baptism, and soon the city of Bari would become the base for the entire Italian and Frankish expeditionary forces to cross the sea, and Gawain said, Peter turned his gaze to himself.

Gawain said immediately. "The wharves of the city of Bari will provide free loading and unloading services for the ships of the city-states and their lords, whether you hire ships from Genoa, Amalfi, Pisa, Venice and Ragusa. Other than that. The city of Bari will also be under the co-administration of the Catholic and Orthodox dioceses, and I will protect the properties of the remaining Catholic monasteries. No confiscation will be given. ”

"But St. Nicholas's Cathedral is a Catholic church!" Anselm was furious.

"No, it's Orthodox." Gawain's tone was flat. "Even Barry was under the jurisdiction of the Roman Emperor."

"Are you crowned like this?"

"I am also under the command of the Emperor, and I cannot be responsible only unilaterally." Gawain did not give up.

"There is no sincerity in that way."

"It is you, noble former Bishop of York, that the Holy See is now going to join forces with the Emperor for a real crusade, and the city of Bari, the Grand Duke, happens to be the hub of friendship and cooperation between the two sides, and it is also a sensitive area, so don't try to tease the fires that spread all over the mountains for the sake of momentary vision. Therefore, it is only beneficial for both sides to preserve the present position of the city of Bari - therefore, I am the Bishop who will not give an inch, and the Grand Duke of Bari will draw up a reasonable plan for the ownership of the city of Bari at once, but I will give full goodwill protection and convenience to the pilgrims who go to the Cathedral of St. Nicholas, as well as the soldiers of the past crusades, and this is the promise of the Grand Duke. Gawain then made a loud noise, and Godfrey, who had heard it, felt that it was very fair and reasonable, and leaned over to Anselm to say a few words, so that the bishop could only bow his head and remain silent.

"I will return to Lower Lorraine at once, in preparation for the Holy See at Le Mans, with a view to raising the flag at the end of the spring." Then Godfrey looked left and right, and said firmly.

Bohemond laid down his glass, thought about it for a while, and finally echoed to the Duke of Lower Lorraine with great enthusiasm, "Give me some time to embroider the crosses on the robes of the knights and soldiers, and I will go out at the same time as you, goodbye to Constantinople." ”

With that, the Duke of Apulia tossed the wine glass into the ice cube box, stood up, and held out his finger, and Godfrey got up as well, and pressed the other's finger as well. Then the eyes of the two looked at Peter and Gawain.

"I will soon set sail from Bari City with the Red Hand Brigade after the preparation is completed, and see you in Constantinople." As he said this, Gawain stretched out his finger and leaned against the two princes, and then Peter's.

Three days later, outside Bari, Bohemond, disgruntled and resentful, ordered the Normans to withdraw from the siege, retreat to the Taranto area, gather ships, and wait for the envoy of Emperor Alexios to reach an agreement with the Holy See, and then cross the sea.

"Your Excellency, the city of Barry promised us free use of the docks, and the merchants of the warehouses and docks in Taranto did not blink an eye." In the tent, an earl reminded the duke.

"Jeffrey, a little ambitious, the Normans have an irresolvable feud with Gawain, we want to kill him all the time, and he is always ready to trap us. It is better to hire your own ship to take an independent route. Besides, Geoffrey, don't call me the Duke of Apulia anymore, I have already pawned this title and my own territory to the Pisan merchants, but fortunately, the other party is generous and pays me 20,000 silver coins as military funds. Bohemond replied with some loneliness and sadness, but soon a faint fire burned in his eyes, "It is better to abandon all this, and then make a big deal in the East, and no longer be bound by this vain title." ”

On the road several gulls below the city, the outfits and horses of the Normans who withdrew from the siege stretched endlessly, and the guards on the edge of the city beckoned, Gu Siyun walked up, she saw that under the city, her own brother Tancreed was riding on horseback, as if waiting for her, when Tancreed looked at Gusiyun again, he did not look back, and followed the march of the army. (To be continued......)