Chapter 552 Confirmation of security

Chapter 552: Confirming Safety
The moment Fergus fell from his horse, those who followed him still tried to escape, but the soldiers’ muskets also opened fire, knocking them down one by one.

“Tie them up, through and through! Leave them alive first.”

To those enemies who were still alive, Lt. Col. Hawley so ordered.

By this time, the battle by the river was nearing its end, and after firing a few rounds of gunfire, the Aldar troops ambushed in the forest charged out with the sound of the charging horn, stabbing at the rebels who had already been scared out of their wits with their brightly shining bayonets.

The morale and organization of the surviving rebels who hadn’t been hit by the bullets had long since fallen to zero, and it didn’t take much effort for the soldiers to capture them all.

They were tied up by the Aldar soldiers with ropes in ten teams.

“Battalion Commander! Battalion Commander!”

Loud shouts came from the distance, the voice revealing surprise and attracting Lt. Col. Hawley’s attention.

He saw two men running this way, and he asked from a distance, “What is it?”

The man running toward him shouted, “The lord’s squire, we’ve found the lord’s squire!”

“What?” Lieutenant Colonel Holly and the instructor Cobb beside him were shocked when they heard this and immediately urged their horses to run over.

It was First Company Commander Mesa, who had just commanded his company in battle in the woods.

Mesa’s side was also followed by a man, Lieutenant Colonel Holly fixed his eyes on the man, the style of the uniform on the man was the style of the Lord’s House guards, this guard was dripping wet, his shoes and pants were stained with mud, while his upper body clothes were full of leaves and grass seeds, as if he had just drilled out from the bushes, his hair was disheveled, probably smoked, and his face was black, making the whites of his eyes especially obvious.

“How is Lord Gladman doing?”

He asked hurriedly, not caring that the other man was huffing and puffing.

“Lord Gryman is unharmed.” The guard answered while panting.

Hearing this news, the lieutenant colonel and the people around him were all surprised and delighted.

“What is your name?”

“Stefano! My lord, my name is Stefano.”

Lt. Col. Hawley instructed his men, “Quick, give him some water and food.”

Knowing that his lord was safe and sound, a big stone in his heart finally fell, and he was in no hurry to question the tired guard in front of him.

Stefano simply took the water pouch and gulped down a few large gulps. He had already eaten some food before setting out from the lord’s camp for reconnaissance, so his stomach wasn’t hungry, and he also drank water at that time, only to feel thirsty again just now as he hid nearby to watch the battle.

He and another companion had been ordered to scout in the direction of the village of Babol, and during that time they had encountered a small group of ten men left behind by the rebels, who were approaching the direction of the camp, and after a slight discussion between the two men, the companion went back to the camp to report on the situation, while Stefano continued on his way to the village of Babol, bypassing them.

After continuing his march along the river, he soon came upon an ambush by the 8th Upper Infantry Battalion against the rebels, but he was momentarily puzzled by the situation, so he hid himself nearby and quietly observed, and only after seeing the rebels viciously pummeled, did he confirm that it was the arrival of an army loyal to his lord, and he stayed where he was, continuing to observe and intending to find an opportunity to make contact with this army.

It wasn’t until the battle was over that Stefano ran out of his lurking spot and called out to the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield.

At first, he was almost taken for a rebel leak by the soldiers, and several muskets were aimed at him in unison, so he had to approach them cautiously with his hands up, which led to him explaining his identity.

Then Stefano was taken to Lt. Col. Hawley by Company Commander Mesa, who was as pleased as punch.

Knowing what the others wanted to ask him, Stefano wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, “Lord Commander! Ah, you are Lt. Col. Hawley, aren’t you?” “Yes, I am Curt Hawley, Commander of the 8th Infantry Battalion.”

“Great, I was ordered by Lord Viktor to head to the village of Babol to find out what’s going on, and I didn’t expect to meet you here. In that direction …… again,” Stefano pointed in the direction to which he had come, “walk up two miles, and there is the Rabbit Valley, in which Lord Gleeman’s camp is. Many of the brethren are wounded, but Lord Gladman himself is unharmed.”

“May the Lord of Light favor him always. Just how did you all manage to escape from such a huge fire just now?”

Stefano laughed and replied, “The fire had just spread to the edge of our camp when heavy rain fell from the sky.”

“To be so lucky?”

Those who heard Stefano’s words, whether it was Lieutenant Colonel Holly, Major Cobb, or their subordinates, all tsked in wonder, and some even had the thought in their hearts that it must have been the gods helping Earl Greiman.

Holly happily patted the squire’s shoulder, “Stefano, just work a little harder and take us to Lord Gryman, I think afterwards Lord Gryman will definitely give you a big long vacation and let you rest for a while.”

Stefano said without hesitation, “That is my duty, Lord Lieutenant Colonel, follow me. Ah, by the way, just now a ten-man rebel squad felt its way towards the lord’s camp, but my companion has already gone back to inform in advance,”

“Ah? Then we’d better get going quickly.”

Less than an hour later, Lieutenant Colonel Holly and Major Cobb met their lord within the Rabbit Valley.

“We’re late, Lord Gleeman, please punish us.”

As soon as the two men saw Paul’s face, they half-kneeled on the ground and begged for forgiveness.

“No, no, no!” Paul immediately stepped forward and helped them up.

At this time, he was also overjoyed, with the 8th Infantry Battalion, his safety was finally guaranteed.

“As a matter of fact I wouldn’t have expected you guys to come over so quickly, I thought I would have to wait until tomorrow …… ah no, it’s this afternoon to see you guys. Haha, for the record, this is not a sneer, it’s true oh.”

Lieutenant Colonel Hawley explained, “My lord, we asked the mayor where the garrison is located to enlist enough horses for us, and rode all the way over here at a gallop.”

“I see!” Paul understood.

It occurred to him that he should have a unit under his command that can quickly “move the animals”, such as …… a real cavalry?

But this thing seems to be very expensive, Paul shook his head, first put this idea behind him.

Holly asked, “My lord, I heard your guards say that there is a rebel squad …….”

Paul waved his hand, “Already finished them off! Guess they were left behind by Fergus to make sure I wasn’t still alive.”

Commander Holly nodded, “That’s good. Alas, I didn’t realize that Knight Fergus would have fallen so far.”

“Knight? Hmph!” Hate surfaced on Paul’s face, “Forget it, let’s not mention him for now.”

Holly suddenly changed his face, “Lord Gleeman, there is a very urgent thing to explain to you, the lake center town …… may also have rebels active!”

“Huh?”

(End of chapter)