Chapter 1046 Jacob's Rescue

This voice was all too familiar to Enli and Ilsa.

After the sound fell, Enli and Ilsa immediately turned their heads as fast as they could and looked behind them.

Not far behind the two of them, stood an old man riding a war horse with a crossbow in his hand.

"Mr. Jacob!"*2

Enli and Ilsa shouted in unison.

This old man was Jacob, whom Enli and Ilsa had never seen again after Allen launched a mutiny on the banks of the Yeni River.

At this time, Jacob was riding on a war horse, with his dragon's cry hanging on his left waist. He was holding the horse's rein in his right hand, and the crossbow that had just been fired in his left hand. He smiled at Enli and Ilsa.

"Your Majesty, Enri, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

"Next, just sit there and have a good rest."

As soon as Jacob finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from behind him.

Dozens of cavalry appeared behind Jacob.

These dozens of cavalrymen appeared from behind Jacob, divided into two groups, passed by Jacob's left and right sides, and then surrounded this small battlefield at extremely fast speeds.

Falk and the others, as well as the bald subordinates, all stared blankly at the cavalry team that suddenly appeared and surrounded them.

"This is..." Enli looked at the armor on the dozens of cavalry, "a garrison?"

The army of the Britannia Empire was divided into two types.

The first type is the Knights' troops.

The Knights are the front-line troops of the Britannian Empire. The four major knights gather all the elite soldiers in the country and are mainly responsible for foreign expeditions and quelling some large-scale rebellions in the country.

The second type is the garrison.

The garrison is the second-line force of the Britannia Empire. It is stationed in various cities in the empire. It is mainly responsible for maintaining law and order in each city and quelling some small and medium-sized rebellions in the country.

Not only is the garrison's combat effectiveness worse than that of the Knights, but its equipment level is also much worse than that of the Knights.

Precisely because the equipment of the garrison and the knights were different, Enli could recognize at a glance that the dozens of cavalry who suddenly appeared were from the garrison.

While pressing the arrow wound on his right shoulder, the bald man glared fiercely at the dozens of cavalry who surrounded them.

The bald man is not a fool. He can naturally tell whether the dozens of cavalry who suddenly appeared here are enemies or friends.

"Hello!"

The bald man shouted to Jacob, who was riding leisurely towards him.

"Which city's garrison are you? Why are you here?!"

Baldhead asked Jacob two questions in one breath.

Faced with these two questions raised by the bald man, Jacob answered in a calm tone:

"Which city's garrison are we and why are we here? You don't need to know the answer to this kind of question."

"You are all a bunch of ordinary soldiers, and you all act in accordance with military orders, so I let you go."

"Get out of here quickly!"

"Wait!" the bald head said anxiously, "You are soldiers of the garrison, we are soldiers of the Uriel Knights, we are all soldiers of the Britannia Army, and we are friendly forces! Since we are friendly forces, you Shouldn’t you help us?”

"Friendly forces?"

Jacob chuckled a few times as if he heard something quite funny.

"We are no longer friendly forces with your Uriel Knights."

"...What do you mean?" The bald head looked at Jacob with confusion and confusion.

Jacob looked at the bald head full of doubts, and then sighed softly.

"Alas..." Yago said to himself, "This should be regarded as the tragedy of ordinary soldiers... They don't even know what big things happened. They can't do anything except obey the orders given by their commanders. There's no way to know."

After talking to himself like this, Jacob straightened his face again.

"Stop talking nonsense." Jacob's tone became more severe, "Get out of here quickly! Don't waste my little patience!"

Hearing the harsh tone in Jacob's words, the bald man couldn't help but shrink his head, and let out a groan full of pain and unwillingness from his throat.

The bald man turned his head and looked around.

The dozens of garrison soldiers who surrounded them all stared at them with cold eyes.

What frightened the bald man the most was not the number of these dozens of cavalry, but the huge weapons carried by these dozens of cavalry.

These dozens of cavalrymen were armed with a powerful weapon - a crossbow.

Crossbows are the most lethal weapons on the battlefield besides siege equipment.

The crossbows in the hands of these dozens of cavalrymen were all loaded with crossbow arrows, and the sharp crossbow arrows were pointed directly at Baldhead and the others.

As long as the bald man and the others do any wrongdoing, these dozens of crossbow bolts that have already been aimed at them will definitely shoot them into pieces.

At a numerical disadvantage and being surrounded, a head-on confrontation with dozens of cavalrymen armed with crossbows was an absolute surefire way to die.

"Boss..."

One of the bald-headed subordinates asked the bald-headed man in a voice trembling with fear.

"What do we do now?"

"..." Baldhead was silent.

The reason why he did not answer this subordinate's question was because he himself was racking his brains to think about the answer to this question.

After sweating profusely and thinking for a long time, the bald head finally let out a long sigh.

"Let's withdraw!"

…

…

The bald man and his companions left in disgrace.

Looking at the bald man and his companions who gradually disappeared from the field of vision, a man in the caravan murmured dully:

"We are saved..."

Just now, they were on the verge of death, but suddenly a group of cavalry from nowhere appeared, and then they were saved - things changed too quickly, leaving most people present feeling lost.

After a long time, the guards and men in the Falk caravan finally came back to their senses from their trance.

It was not until then that the joy finally spread among the crowd.

"Great! We are saved!"

"Great! Great!"

"I almost thought we were going to die here!"

"Although I don't know who you are! But thank you!"

"Thank you!"

...

The people who came back to their senses thanked Jacob and the cavalry he brought with him.

Jacob and the cavalry ignored their thanks.

Jacob led all the cavalry and walked slowly to Ilsa.

Then he turned over and dismounted, kneeling on one knee.

Jacob and dozens of cavalrymen knelt down in front of Ilsa.

This amazing scene made everyone in the caravan, except Falk, stare with wide eyes and mouths.

Then, Jacob's words almost made their jaws drop to the ground.

"Your Majesty." Jacob said respectfully to Ilsa, "It's great to see that you are in good health."

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