The Sun Never Sets In Spain

The Basque cavalry were a little flustered as they watched the aid from the large troops, and Alfonso felt that the opponent's offensive weakened a lot in an instant.

At this time, a guy with the appearance of a leader looked at the battlefield and knew that it would be impossible for him to take Alfonso in a short time.

If you hesitate any more, you have to explain it here, even if you order the retreat.

Alfonso stayed where he was waiting for Diego and the others to arrive, keeping his eyes fixed on the retreating Basques to prevent them from taking advantage of their slack and taking a cold shot.

"The whole army turned around and sent His Royal Highness back to the camp!" Diego hurried to the side of Alfonso and shouted.

He obviously didn't mean to chase, and at this time, ensuring the safety of His Highness was the most important thing.

This is the real safety. As soon as he relaxes, Alfonso only feels endless exhaustion, every muscle is extremely sore, and the slightest movement of his wrist is extremely uncomfortable.

He waved his hand feebly as a response, lying directly on the horseback, almost unconscious.

…

When he woke up, it was already 6 hours later.

I opened my eyes and saw a white-faced priest in a black robe—the one I saw in the Isabella carriage before!

Seeing Alfonso waking up, the consternation in his eyes flashed away, and he quickly assumed an unpredictable look, nodded and smiled: "...The Almighty God has blessed His Royal Highness, and the Queen does not have to worry about it. ."

Isabella was waiting on the sidelines, her eyes were red and swollen, she had obviously cried, and the thick powder on her face was beaten by tears, looking pitiful and a little scary.

Hearing this, he nodded repeatedly and said: "I have mercy from the Lord! I would like to donate 500,000 match towers to the church. (Spanish currency, approximately 20,000 pounds

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

Alfonso lay on the bed in the carriage and listened to the conversation between the two in real life. He found out during the previous practice that the wounds caused by some of his training healed very quickly.

This time, he happened to be discovered by the priest, who knocked a sum of money for convenience and gave the credit to God.

He didn't have any dissatisfaction, it was better than declaring that he was a werewolf. If someone attacked him for being ungodly in the future, he could still use this tangible miracle to refute them.

"Little Alfonso, you finally woke up...Thank God, you didn't know that you were covered in blood when you were sent over. I'm really afraid that I would lose you like this..." The queen hugged Alfonso tightly and burst into tears. Talking.

"..." He had to admit that he was still a little touched, and true feelings touched people's hearts most.

"Mom, I'm fine. It's all the blood of the enemy. I'm okay, but I'm exhausted." He comforted.

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

Alfonso suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Mom, didn't you send someone behind to chase the attackers?"

"No, I want to send someone to avenge you, but Diego was persuaded by this guy. He wants to take some people to reconnaissance later." Isabella talked with a point to the guards. Long grievances.

He heaved a sigh of relief: "It's fine if we didn't go. There are still many people behind them, but they sent some cavalry to chase us down.

I guess they have a complete ambush position, and possibly even a few field guns. This is definitely a premeditated and organized political murder. "

Isabella nodded. After this incident, she no longer treated Alfonso as a child.

In this field battle in the forest, he used one enemy and many, cut down four, and shot three. It will surely spread throughout Europe in a short period of time.

It is said that one of the hobbies of the priest just now is art, and he has planned to use this incident as a prototype to create a painting depicting Spanish prince Wu Yong.

Of course, the 11-year-old boy was besieged and killed seven people. For such an outrageous story, European people's belief is a different matter.

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

After he finished speaking, he jumped twice, showing off the scab that had formed.

Isabella still wanted to refute, but seeing the wounds did not say anything in the end, and let him go after a whistle.

Alfonso stepped out of the carriage, and the maids and guards around him looked awed and curious when they saw him.

Anyone who sees the blood-covered prince jumping alive in 6 hours will be frightened. According to their thoughts, even if His Royal Highness did not die of wound infection, he would have to amputate his limbs and lie down for half a year.

Ignoring these gazes, he went straight to find Diego who was arranging the team and was going to explore the forest again.

The other party was shocked when he saw that he was already moving freely.

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

"Please rest assured, your Highness, I will arrange it properly. According to my guess, the other party should have left after seeing the incident.

If we didn't evacuate, we would take a detour, which would only be an extra three days' trip. "The experienced commander Diego is full of confidence.

As soon as the conversation turned, he accused him again: "Don't worry about these Basque bandits, but I didn't anticipate the danger in the forest before, and the victim is in danger. Hope for forgiveness!"

He was obviously a little worried that Alfonso had suffered such a serious crime, and there was nowhere to vent his grievances, and blamed him on his head.

"It's none of your business, you expected the danger to come to rescue ahead of time. It's because I owe you." Alfonso is naturally not an unreasonable person, and he immediately speaks comfortably, letting Diego relax.

The two chatted for a while, and they agreed that Diego's wife would cook when they arrived in Biarritz, and they would eat a meal together, even if the matter was revealed.

After Alfonso bid farewell, he turned to find Lucio. The other party was injured like him, but without his supernatural body, he might really have to lose some parts.

At the same time, he also made up his mind to avoid doing this kind of charge in the future. Although he is very strong, he is not a superman after all.

If it weren’t for Diego’s timely rescue, he, the traverser, could only leave one sentence in the history books in the future: “Alfonso, he is eleventh year old, brave, dare to kill”

When he came to Lucio’s carriage, he was shocked. Lucio was lying on the bed with only one leg left, and the other was on the ground. The bandages on the other party were stained red with blood, and the whole room It's all fishy.

"No... okay? Lucio?" Alfonso just felt like he was asking a stupid thing, how could it be okay.

Lucio, who originally thought he was in a coma, slowly opened his severely swollen eyes, and he felt angry, "Thank you for your concern, you are still alive... I'm very lucky, that's... it's..." At the end he said. Choked up.

Alfonso knew what he was worried about, and Lucio would definitely not be able to continue serving after losing a leg.

He is only 38 years old. He spends money on his own and doesn't have much savings. Even if he adds retirement subsidies, it will not be enough for his future life. The evening scene may be bleak.

"Lucio, are you literate? How about your arithmetic?" He thought of the business he was going to start in Paris, which should solve Lucio's re-employment problem.

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

"Then you can rest assured, after all, you are a **** comrade in arms, I will definitely arrange a decent job for you!" Alfonso promised.

Lucio has been a scout for many years, and he is sure that he is careful in handling things. In addition, he has broken his leg and has served the royal family for many years, and his loyalty can be guaranteed. It is indeed very suitable.