The Basque cavalry were a little flustered when they saw the arrival of the large army, and Alfonso felt that the opponent's offensive had weakened a lot in an instant.

At this time, a leader-like guy looked at the battlefield and knew that it was impossible for his side to take down Alfonso and the others in a short time.

If you hesitate any longer, you have to give an account here, and even give the order to retreat.

Alfonso stayed where he was, waiting for Diego and the others to arrive, keeping his eyes fixed on the retreating Basques, lest they take advantage of their slack and give themselves a shot.

"The whole army turned around and sent His Royal Highness back to the camp!" Diego rode up to Alfonso's side and shouted.

He obviously had no intention of pursuing, and at this time ensuring the safety of His Highness was the most important thing.

Now it was really safe, and as soon as his spirit relaxed, Alfonso only felt endless exhaustion, every muscle was extremely sore, and the slightest movement of his wrist was uncomfortable.

He waved his hand weakly in response, lying directly on the horse's back, almost unconscious.

……

When he woke up, it was six hours later.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a white-faced priest in a black robe—the one I had seen in Isabella's carriage before!

When the other party saw Alfonso wake up, the stunned in his eyes flashed, and he quickly put on an unfathomable look, nodded and smiled: "...... God Almighty has blessed Her Royal Highness, and Her Majesty need not worry. ”

Isabella was waiting on the side, her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had cried, and the thick fat powder on her face was stained with tears, looking pitiful and a little scary.

Hearing this, he nodded again and again: "The Lord has mercy!" I would like to donate 500,000 race towers to the church. (Spanish currency, about 20,000 pounds)"

The priest smiled with satisfaction and stepped out of the carriage to leave room for the mother and son.

Lying on the bed in the carriage, Alfonso listened to the conversation between the two of them, and when he practiced before, he found that some of the wounds caused by his training were healing very quickly.

This time, he happened to be discovered by the priest, and he took advantage of the situation to knock out the money and attribute the credit to God.

He had nothing to complain about, it was much better than declaring him a werewolf, and if anyone attacked him for being unreligious, he could refute them with this real miracle.

"Little Alfonso, you've finally woken up...... Thank God, you didn't know you were bloodied when you were sent here, and I'm afraid I'll lose you like that...", the queen hugged Alfonso tightly and said with tears in her eyes.

He has to admit that he is still a little moved, and the expression of true feelings can touch people's hearts the most.

"Mom, I'm fine, it's all the blood of the enemy, I'm okay myself, but I'm physically exhausted." He reassured.

Speaking of the enemy, Isabella stopped crying and gritted her teeth and said: "These Basques, I must make them pay." ”

Alfonso suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Mom, didn't you send people to chase those attackers later?" ”

"No, I wanted to send someone to avenge you, but I was persuaded by Diego, and he wanted to bring some people to scout later." Isabella also spoke with a hint of resentment towards the Captain of the Guard.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that we didn't go, there are still many people behind them, but they just sent some cavalry to chase us down."

I reckon they had a full ambush position, and maybe even a couple of field guns, which was definitely a premeditated and organized political murder. ”

Isabella nodded, she no longer saw Alfonso as a child after this incident.

In this forest field battle, with more than one enemy, he cut down four and shot three, which will surely spread throughout Europe in a short time.

It is said that one of the priest's hobbies was art, and he was already planning to use this event as a model to create a painting depicting the Spanish prince's martial arts.

Of course, an 11-year-old boy was besieged and killed seven, such an outrageous story, whether the European people believe it or not is two different things.

Alfonso pushed Isabella away and stood up, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm going to report to Captain Diego and perform my duties as a scout." ”

After saying that, he jumped twice and showed the wound that had already scabbed.

Isabella wanted to refute, but seeing that the wounds finally didn't say anything, she snorted and let him go.

Alfonso stepped out of the carriage, and the maids and guards around him looked at him with awe and curiosity.

Anyone who saw the bloodied prince jumping alive for six hours would be frightened. Originally, according to their ideas, even if His Highness did not die of wound infection, he would have to amputate his limbs and lie down for half a year.

He ignored these glances and went straight to Diego, who was arranging his team to go to the forest again.

The other party was shocked when he saw that he had moved freely.

"Commander, there are not a few people on the other side, and there may be a complete position, if you want to investigate, you must be careful." Alfonso solemnly warned.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will make proper arrangements, according to my speculation, the other party should have evacuated when he saw that he could not do anything.

If there is no evacuation, it is a big deal, we will take a detour, which is just an extra three days of travel. "The experienced Captain Diego is full of confidence.

As soon as the conversation changed, he confessed again: "Don't worry about these Basque bandits, but I didn't expect the danger in the forest before, and His Highness is in danger, I hope forgiveness!" ”

He was obviously a little worried that Alfonso had suffered such a big crime, and he had nowhere to vent his resentment, and blamed him for it.

"It's none of your business, you expected the danger to come to your rescue in advance, and I still owe you a debt." Alfonso was naturally not an unreasonable person, and immediately comforted Diego with kind words, so that Diego could relax.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and agreed that Diego's wife would cook after arriving in Biarritz, and they would have a meal together, which would be considered a matter of the past.

Alfonso said goodbye and turned to find Lucio, who was injured about the same as him, but without his supernatural body, he might have to really lose some parts.

At the same time, he also made up his mind to do less of this kind of charging in the future, although he is strong, he is not superhuman after all.

If it weren't for Diego's timely rescue, he, a traverser, would only be able to leave a sentence in the history books in the future: "Alfonso, eleven years old, has the courage to kill people"

When he arrived at Lucio's carriage, he was startled, Lucio was lying on the bed with only one leg left, and the other was on the ground, and the bandages on the other party's body were stained red with blood in many places, and the whole room was full of fishy smell.

"No... You okay? Lucio? Alfonso only felt like he was asking a stupid question, how could this be okay.

Lucio, who originally thought he was in a coma, slowly opened his swollen eyes, and he was angry, "Your Highness Xie... Care, alive ... I'm lucky, it's... It's just ......," he choked up at the end.

Alfonso knew what he was worried about, and Lucio would certainly not be able to continue his service if he lost a leg.

He is only 38 years old, he spends money lavishly and does not have much savings, even if he adds a retirement allowance, it is not enough for his future life, and the evening scene may be bleak.

"Lucio, you're literate, aren't you? What about numeracy skills? He thought of the business he was going to start in Paris, which should solve Lucio's re-employment problem.

"Literacy... The arithmetic is also ... Not bad. "After all, he is the son of a baron, and the Guards also have a teacher of culture.

"Then don't worry, after all, they are bloody comrades-in-arms, and I will definitely arrange a decent job for you!" Alfonso was on guarantee.

Lucio has been a scout for many years, and it is certain that he is careful, plus he has a broken leg and has served the royal family for many years, and his loyalty can be guaranteed, which is indeed very suitable.