Chapter 1067
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"Mr. Falk!"
Enly opened the window and shouted to Falk outside.
"Huh?" Falk reined in his horse and stopped his horse. "What's the matter, Mr. enly?"
"A large number of cavalry are approaching us in the rear." Enly said in a deep voice, "according to the size of the hoof sound, there are about 20 people."
"Hoofs?" Falk frowned.
Not only Falk, but all the men of the caravan turned back and looked at the back of the team.
"I don't see anyone." A caravan man said, "I didn't hear a horse's hoof, sir. Did you hear it wrong?"
"It's impossible to hear wrong. I'm most familiar with the sound of horseshoes." The look on enly's face became more and more dignified. "The sound of the horse's hooves landing is very heavy, so the people riding on the horse are very heavy, so they must be cavalry in armor."
As soon as enly's voice fell, there was a sparse conversation among the guys in the caravan.
"Cavalry? Why are there soldiers here? "
"Did you come to pacify the bandits?"
"But I haven't heard of any mountain bandits near here."
……
The guys of the unknown caravan chatted without tension.
Only enly, Ilsa and Falk looked heavy.
Falk's face was heavy because he was the only one in the caravan who knew Ilsa's true identity and what enly and Ilsa had experienced.
So he, like enly and Ilsa, knew that the cavalry that suddenly appeared behind them should not be a good fault.
"Mr. enly." Falk asked enley in a deep voice, "what shall we do? Want to escape? Or hide? "
"You can't escape." Enli replied, "I can only find a way to muddle through."
"I see." Falk nodded. "Mr. enly, you and miss lotta hide in the carriage. I'll deal with this cavalry."
"Well, thank you."
With that, enly closed the window.
After closing the window, enly immediately lowered the sound line and said to Ilsa:
"Your Majesty, let's hide."
"Yes." Ilsa nodded vigorously.
Enly pulled a piece of canvas next to him, wrapped himself up with Ilsa and disguised himself as the goods in the carriage.
While wrapping himself and Ilsa in canvas, enly pulled the knight's sword out of its sheath in advance.
He took a bandage beside him and tied his right hand and the knight's sword in his palm firmly together with this bandage.
Looking at the bloody Knight Sword in enly's right hand, Ilsa couldn't help swallowing her saliva because of nervousness.
Then, they held their hands together and prayed that they would be able to get through this sudden crisis peacefully
……
……
Before long, as enly just said, a large amount of sand and dust suddenly rose on the horizon behind the caravan.
At the junction of the dust and the horizon, a large number of soldiers wearing black armor slowly emerged.
The leader is a bald man with a ferocious face.
Strangely, in front of the bald saddle, there was a dirty tramp lying across.
Falk looked at the cavalry behind him with a little nervous eyes, raised his hand and motioned the caravan to stop.
"If this cavalry asks us later, don't make a noise." Falk said to his men, "leave it to me. Just keep silent."
The cavalry, led by this bald head, came to Falk in front of them in an instant.
After hearing the sound of horses' hoofs approaching outside and finally stopping in front of them, enly and Ilsa, hiding in the carriage, held their breath at the same time.
While holding his breath, enly held the sword tightly.
Baldheaded didn't say hello to Falk.
Instead, he grabbed the tramp's head in front of his saddle, and then lifted his head.
"Is this the caravan?" He asked the tramp with his bare head.
The tramp glanced at Falk's business flag and nodded wildly:
"Yes, yes! This is the caravan! "
Falk could not help frowning when he heard the tramp's words.
The heart whispered:
——Is this the caravan? What do you mean
Falk began to feel the foreboding in his heart becoming stronger and stronger
"Yes." Bareheaded and satisfied, he nodded, "well, it seems that you didn't lie to me. You didn't show me the wrong way."
"Can you let me go?" The tramp looked expectantly at his bald head.
"That won't work." The bald head refuted without thinking, "you have to find the girl with silver hair before you can let you go."
After hearing the words "silver haired girl" from the bald mouth, the pupils of enly, Ilsa and Falk shrank slightly.
The expression on the faces of the rest of the caravan became strange.
Hearing this desperate answer from his bald mouth, the tramp hung his head with a rustic face.
And the bald man stopped talking to the tramp.
Instead, he cleared his throat and shouted at Falk and others:
"Hello! Who among you is the speaker? "
"I am."
As soon as the bald voice fell, Falk responded in a loud voice.
"I am the owner of this caravan. Who are you?"
"You don't care who I am." Baldheaded said in a rather impolite tone, "you just answer my question."
"I heard that there is a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament in your caravan. Is it true?"
"A little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament?" Falk did not directly answer the bald question, "what are you doing with such a girl?"
"I don't know." Baldheaded shrugged, "the officer asked us to look for such a girl, so we can only look for it. We will take back all the girls who meet these characteristics. I can't control whether these girls we take back are dead or alive."
"Well, it seems to be irrelevant. Answer me quickly - do you have a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament?"
"There is no such girl as you said." Falk replied in a deep voice.
"You're lying!"
As soon as Falk's voice fell, the tramp placed horizontally in front of the bald saddle suddenly raised his head and roared at Falk:
"I clearly saw that this morning, a little girl who fully met these characteristics followed your caravan!"
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"Mr. Falk!"
Enly opened the window and shouted to Falk outside.
"Huh?" Falk reined in his horse and stopped his horse. "What's the matter, Mr. enly?"
"A large number of cavalry are approaching us in the rear." Enly said in a deep voice, "according to the size of the hoof sound, there are about 20 people."
"Hoofs?" Falk frowned.
Not only Falk, but all the men of the caravan turned back and looked at the back of the team.
"I don't see anyone." A caravan man said, "I didn't hear a horse's hoof, sir. Did you hear it wrong?"
"It's impossible to hear wrong. I'm most familiar with the sound of horseshoes." The look on enly's face became more and more dignified. "The sound of the horse's hooves landing is very heavy, so the people riding on the horse are very heavy, so they must be cavalry in armor."
As soon as enly's voice fell, there was a sparse conversation among the guys in the caravan.
"Cavalry? Why are there soldiers here? "
"Did you come to pacify the bandits?"
"But I haven't heard of any mountain bandits near here."
……
The guys of the unknown caravan chatted without tension.
Only enly, Ilsa and Falk looked heavy.
Falk's face was heavy because he was the only one in the caravan who knew Ilsa's true identity and what enly and Ilsa had experienced.
So he, like enly and Ilsa, knew that the cavalry that suddenly appeared behind them should not be a good fault.
"Mr. enly." Falk asked enley in a deep voice, "what shall we do? Want to escape? Or hide? "
"You can't escape." Enli replied, "I can only find a way to muddle through."
"I see." Falk nodded. "Mr. enly, you and miss lotta hide in the carriage. I'll deal with this cavalry."
"Well, thank you."
With that, enly closed the window.
After closing the window, enly immediately lowered the sound line and said to Ilsa:
"Your Majesty, let's hide."
"Yes." Ilsa nodded vigorously.
Enly pulled a piece of canvas next to him, wrapped himself up with Ilsa and disguised himself as the goods in the carriage.
While wrapping himself and Ilsa in canvas, enly pulled the knight's sword out of its sheath in advance.
He took a bandage beside him and tied his right hand and the knight's sword in his palm firmly together with this bandage.
Looking at the bloody Knight Sword in enly's right hand, Ilsa couldn't help swallowing her saliva because of nervousness.
Then, they held their hands together and prayed that they would be able to get through this sudden crisis peacefully
……
……
Before long, as enly just said, a large amount of sand and dust suddenly rose on the horizon behind the caravan.
At the junction of the dust and the horizon, a large number of soldiers wearing black armor slowly emerged.
The leader is a bald man with a ferocious face.
Strangely, in front of the bald saddle, there was a dirty tramp lying across.
Falk looked at the cavalry behind him with a little nervous eyes, raised his hand and motioned the caravan to stop.
"If this cavalry asks us later, don't make a noise." Falk said to his men, "leave it to me. Just keep silent."
The cavalry, led by this bald head, came to Falk in front of them in an instant.
After hearing the sound of horses' hoofs approaching outside and finally stopping in front of them, enly and Ilsa, hiding in the carriage, held their breath at the same time.
While holding his breath, enly held the sword tightly.
Baldheaded didn't say hello to Falk.
Instead, he grabbed the tramp's head in front of his saddle, and then lifted his head.
"Is this the caravan?" He asked the tramp with his bare head.
The tramp glanced at Falk's business flag and nodded wildly:
"Yes, yes! This is the caravan! "
Falk could not help frowning when he heard the tramp's words.
The heart whispered:
——Is this the caravan? What do you mean
Falk began to feel the foreboding in his heart becoming stronger and stronger
"Yes." Bareheaded and satisfied, he nodded, "well, it seems that you didn't lie to me. You didn't show me the wrong way."
"Can you let me go?" The tramp looked expectantly at his bald head.
"That won't work." The bald head refuted without thinking, "you have to find the girl with silver hair before you can let you go."
After hearing the words "silver haired girl" from the bald mouth, the pupils of enly, Ilsa and Falk shrank slightly.
The expression on the faces of the rest of the caravan became strange.
Hearing this desperate answer from his bald mouth, the tramp hung his head with a rustic face.
And the bald man stopped talking to the tramp.
Instead, he cleared his throat and shouted at Falk and others:
"Hello! Who among you is the speaker? "
"I am."
As soon as the bald voice fell, Falk responded in a loud voice.
"I am the owner of this caravan. Who are you?"
"You don't care who I am." Baldheaded said in a rather impolite tone, "you just answer my question."
"I heard that there is a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament in your caravan. Is it true?"
"A little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament?" Falk did not directly answer the bald question, "what are you doing with such a girl?"
"I don't know." Baldheaded shrugged, "the officer asked us to look for such a girl, so we can only look for it. We will take back all the girls who meet these characteristics. I can't control whether these girls we take back are dead or alive."
"Well, it seems to be irrelevant. Answer me quickly - do you have a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament?"
"There is no such girl as you said." Falk replied in a deep voice.
"You're lying!"
As soon as Falk's voice fell, the tramp placed horizontally in front of the bald saddle suddenly raised his head and roared at Falk:
"I clearly saw that this morning, a little girl who fully met these characteristics followed your caravan!"
"Mr. Falk!"Enly opened the window and shouted to Falk outside."Huh?" Falk reined in his horse and stopped his horse. "What's the matter, Mr. enly?""A large number of cavalry are approaching us in the rear." Enly said in a deep voice, "according to the size of the hoof sound, there are about 20 people.""Hoofs?" Falk frowned.Not only Falk, but all the men of the caravan turned back and looked at the back of the team."I don't see anyone." A caravan man said, "I didn't hear a horse's hoof, sir. Did you hear it wrong?""It's impossible to hear wrong. I'm most familiar with the sound of horseshoes." The look on enly's face became more and more dignified. "The sound of the horse's hooves landing is very heavy, so the people riding on the horse are very heavy, so they must be cavalry in armor."As soon as enly's voice fell, there was a sparse conversation among the guys in the caravan."Cavalry? Why are there soldiers here? ""Did you come to pacify the bandits?""But I haven't heard of any mountain bandits near here."The guys of the unknown caravan chatted without tension.Only enly, Ilsa and Falk looked heavy.Falk's face was heavy because he was the only one in the caravan who knew Ilsa's true identity and what enly and Ilsa had experienced.So he, like enly and Ilsa, knew that the cavalry that suddenly appeared behind them should not be a good fault."Mr. enly." Falk asked enley in a deep voice, "what shall we do? Want to escape? Or hide? ""You can't escape." Enli replied, "I can only find a way to muddle through.""I see." Falk nodded. "Mr. enly, you and miss lotta hide in the carriage. I'll deal with this cavalry.""Well, thank you."With that, enly closed the window.After closing the window, enly immediately lowered the sound line and said to Ilsa:"Your Majesty, let's hide.""Yes." Ilsa nodded vigorously.Enly pulled a piece of canvas next to him, wrapped himself up with Ilsa and disguised himself as the goods in the carriage.While wrapping himself and Ilsa in canvas, enly pulled the knight's sword out of its sheath in advance.He took a bandage beside him and tied his right hand and the knight's sword in his palm firmly together with this bandage.Looking at the bloody Knight Sword in enly's right hand, Ilsa couldn't help swallowing her saliva because of nervousness.Then, they held their hands together and prayed that they would be able to get through this sudden crisis peacefullyBefore long, as enly just said, a large amount of sand and dust suddenly rose on the horizon behind the caravan.At the junction of the dust and the horizon, a large number of soldiers wearing black armor slowly emerged.The leader is a bald man with a ferocious face.Strangely, in front of the bald saddle, there was a dirty tramp lying across.Falk looked at the cavalry behind him with a little nervous eyes, raised his hand and motioned the caravan to stop."If this cavalry asks us later, don't make a noise." Falk said to his men, "leave it to me. Just keep silent."The cavalry, led by this bald head, came to Falk in front of them in an instant.After hearing the sound of horses' hoofs approaching outside and finally stopping in front of them, enly and Ilsa, hiding in the carriage, held their breath at the same time.While holding his breath, enly held the sword tightly.Baldheaded didn't say hello to Falk.Instead, he grabbed the tramp's head in front of his saddle, and then lifted his head."Is this the caravan?" He asked the tramp with his bare head.The tramp glanced at Falk's business flag and nodded wildly:"Yes, yes! This is the caravan! "Falk could not help frowning when he heard the tramp's words.The heart whispered:Is this the caravan? What do you meanFalk began to feel the foreboding in his heart becoming stronger and stronger"Yes." Bareheaded and satisfied, he nodded, "well, it seems that you didn't lie to me. You didn't show me the wrong way.""Can you let me go?" The tramp looked expectantly at his bald head."That won't work." The bald head refuted without thinking, "you have to find the girl with silver hair before you can let you go."After hearing the words "silver haired girl" from the bald mouth, the pupils of enly, Ilsa and Falk shrank slightly.The expression on the faces of the rest of the caravan became strange.Hearing this desperate answer from his bald mouth, the tramp hung his head with a rustic face.And the bald man stopped talking to the tramp.Instead, he cleared his throat and shouted at Falk and others:"Hello! Who among you is the speaker? ""I am."As soon as the bald voice fell, Falk responded in a loud voice."I am the owner of this caravan. Who are you?""You don't care who I am." Baldheaded said in a rather impolite tone, "you just answer my question.""I heard that there is a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament in your caravan. Is it true?""A little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament?" Falk did not directly answer the bald question, "what are you doing with such a girl?""I don't know." Baldheaded shrugged, "the officer asked us to look for such a girl, so we can only look for it. We will take back all the girls who meet these characteristics. I can't control whether these girls we take back are dead or alive.""Well, it seems to be irrelevant. Answer me quickly - do you have a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes and good temperament?""There is no such girl as you said." Falk replied in a deep voice."You're lying!"As soon as Falk's voice fell, the tramp placed horizontally in front of the bald saddle suddenly raised his head and roared at Falk:"I clearly saw that this morning, a little girl who fully met these characteristics followed your caravan!"
