Gaillard, even now, felt like he was dreaming.
Just moments ago, he had made up his mind to surrender, but the French Army seemed to descend from the heavens, appearing right before him.
And it wasn't just a small group of cavalry coming to rescue him, but a full-fledged main force—with infantry, artillery, and a large number of soldiers!
Soon, the officers realized the situation as well. They embraced each other in excitement, erupting into cheers, "It's the French! We're saved!"
"They've come so quickly."
"Long live His Majesty the King!"
"Long live His Majesty! Long live France! Teach those damned Austrians a lesson!"
Not long after, a unit of French cavalry confirmed the identity of the police force, and then a French officer, surrounded by hundreds of officers, approached Gaillard and tipped his hat. "You must be Chief Superintendent Gaillard?"
"I am." Gaillard responded emotionally, offering a salute. "Your timely arrival saved us. Thank you, great warriors of France!"
