Chapter 443 - Tied Up Like A Common Hog (2/2)

However, just when he was about to enter his new life in the neighboring Kingdom, Luiz witnessed a group of horsemen gathering on the hill above them. The more time passed, the more men arrived until he gazed in horror as he noticed thousands of Cavalrymen flying the banners of Austria, charging towards him at full speed.

”Dear God in heaven...”

The man's words were cut short as the thunder of a rifle echoed in the air, and a projectile whizzed past his face. This action had frightened the King to such a degree that he immediately rushed his mount to gallop forward at full speed, leaving his own family behind to be captured or killed by the invading force.

The Queen of Portugal and her young children gazed in shock as their King abandoned them for the brief glimmer of hope that he could safely make it past the Castilian borders. Thousands of horses rushed past them in the next moment, with a few hundred staying behind to secure their persons.

Berengar was at the head of the Cavalry as his mighty steed rapidly caught up to the King's mule. He had purchased a pack mule as his mount and fled under obscurity to save expenses and hide his identity. However, when faced with a proud Iberian Warhorse, the mule could not compete with its pursuit.

Berengar pulled out a weapon he had designed in a camp precisely to capture the Portuguese King. In his hand were bolas made from ordinary rope and stones; the mighty Austrian King twirled the weapon in his hands before casting them off towards his Portuguese rival.

With a skillful toss, the bolas flew through the air and wrapped around the man's upper body, forcing him to fall from his saddle and onto the ground below, where he struggled to get out from the device. Berengar wasted no time and immediately dismounted from his horse, where he approached the Portuguese King on the ground and began to fasten ropes around his limbs as if he were tying up a common hog.

The Portuguese King began to curse at his captor in his native tongue, which was met with a firm kick to the teeth. The once-proud King grunted in pain as a molar was dislodged from his jaw before falling into a slight pool of blood on the sand below.

As he gazed upon the mand that stood in front of him, the fury immediately faded from his eyes as he saw the vicious smile upon his captor's face. As if Berengar was the devil playing with his prey, the young Austrian King picked up the restrained Portuguese Monarch and tossed him onto his shoulder before dragging him over to his horse and placing him on its back.

Despite the wound he had suffered, the Portuguese King refused to remain silent; as such, Berengar reached onto his belt and grabbed a handkerchief where he wrapped it around the man's mouth as a makeshift gag, silencing him completely.

As he was fastening the Portuguese King to his horse, the Colonel in charge of the Cavalry Brigade approached him on horseback and witnessed the sight. Upon seeing the wicked grin on his Monarch's face as he subdued a rival King, the Colonel felt a chill down his spine. Despite this instinct, he managed to find his voice as he began to speak to Berengar.

”Reichsmarschall! What should we do with the members of King Luiz's host?”

Berengar shifted his glance over to the King's family, who was both frightened due to their circumstances and outraged at their fallen King's behavior. Upon witnessing their conflicted expressions, the Austrian King laughed before making his decision.

”Bring them with us to Porto. I want the Portuguese People to see what has become of their cowardly King and his family!”

After saying this, Berengar jumped onto Glory's saddle, where he began to take off in the direction of his main army. By now, they should be approaching the City of Porto, which was the last bastion controlled by the forces loyal to the Portuguese Crown.

As the Austrian Cavalry strode forth into the fading sun, Berengar sang the words to the song ”I wanna be in the Cavalry” with a vicious grin on his face and a prisoner tied to the back of his horse. He was departing to the next battlefield that was sure to be the end of this long conflict.

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