The rapid sound of horseshoes echoed on the streets of Houllier City, and the sound of frantic whipping through the air could be heard clearly
The crude carriage bumped on the uneven road, the wooden wheels rattled, and the noise was extremely loud. Passers-by on the road heard such noise from a long distance, so they avoided it early— They watched the carriage whizzing by, and they could even see the wheels hanging from the inside when it rushed through some sharp corners...
Sally had never been in a carriage that ran so fast before. Her face was pale, her hands were tightly grasping the wooden frame of the carriage beside her, and her gaze was trying to scan the streets, front, back, left, and right. He didn't show panic, but told Martin who was driving: "Take the shortest route, and keep walking along the road after you leave the west city gate."
"yes miss"
Martin may not be able to fight, but he is an old hand at driving. He didn't need to participate with the group of mercenaries today, but yesterday Sally suddenly asked him to prepare a carriage, so he appeared beside the square with the mercenaries today, and brought The duke's daughter galloped away.
At first he didn't understand why he did this, but a few minutes ago when those mercenaries who were accompanying the escort turned around to intercept a group of chasing knights, he understood Sally's intention...
However, Martin also had his own worries. He shouted loudly, trying to drown out the noise of the carriage: "The carriages on the road outside the city gate can't go fast. If those people continue to chase, they will definitely catch up—"
This is something Sally failed to consider. Although she has made many responses, but in the end, this choice is just a temporary decision, and some negligence cannot be avoided. She frowned and replied: "Do you have a solution?" ?”
"There is a post station near the west gate, where our people can change horses and continue running."
Martin's mind was not slow, and he quickly came up with a feasible plan. Sally immediately made a decision, but she was still a little worried in her heart—because she knew that her riding skills were poor, and even if she changed horses, she probably couldn't run as well as those horses. Well-trained mercenary's...
However, such emotions were quickly replaced by boundless anger in his heart.
Being assassinated again and again, this experience has made Sally put the name "Francis" into the ranks that should be "cut by a thousand knives": once at the border, once at the gate of the monastery, At this time in the square again...
Who can bear it
So she made the decision to go to the west city gate without regret a few minutes ago—because there was only one thought in Sally's mind at this time: Francis must die
She could have accepted the "Rose Cross" for a long time and avoided conflicts, but what she got in return was just another stalemate... But if Francis continues to "get away with it", she also understands that she will have no way to contend with the other party in the end
At this time, all hopes have been pinned on Roddy, and now Sally believes in this scout captain without reservation... And her life in the future is tantamount to handing over to the other party.
In the past, Sally would never choose such an unsure choice, but after going through so many things with Rody, she found that after making such a decision, she didn't have any unnecessary worries and fears at all...
The carriage galloped under Martin's skilful control. After nearly ten minutes of galloping, Sally finally saw the west city gate with a height of ten meters.
"here"
Martin brought the carriage to a sudden stop, the acceleration almost caused Sally to fall directly—throwing the whip in his hand, Martin ran directly to the roadside post station, shouted a few words, and ran over leading the two horses. Sally didn't talk nonsense, she jumped out of the carriage with the corner of her teaching gown, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back in three steps at a time, grabbed the rein, and rushed forward under control.
Martin knew that Sally was not good at riding, so he immediately ran ahead to "open the way" and yelled loudly to make those pedestrians avoid. But even though the city gate was close in front of us, there was a rush of hoofbeats behind us...
Sally looked back, and a group of cavalry had turned around a distant street corner and charged towards him. Obviously, the mercenaries she sent could not completely stop Francis' footsteps. Fourteen or five people—Although it was unclear whether Francis was among them, it was obvious that the visitors were not kind, and there was no possibility of him fighting recklessly.
She turned her head to look at the approaching West City Gate, and a map of all the surrounding areas immediately appeared in her mind
If you go out from the west gate, you will enter the "Cobb Forest" next to the city within a kilometer. This forest is foggy all the year round. If you don't walk along the road, you will easily get lost. But if you walk along the road, you must It takes forty kilometers to get out of the forest and reach the town.
Sally knew that her riding skills were not good. If she kept running like this, she would be overtaken by the pursuers at most three kilometers away—but at this time, she had no other choice but to kick the horse desperately Belly, crossing the city gate and rushing towards the dimly lit forest...
"Miss will be caught up soon like this? Do you want to leave the road?"
Martin shouted in front, and the suggestion he gave was currently the only feasible one: leave the main road, make a few more turns in the complicated forest, and it is very possible to get rid of these mercenaries.
But Sally immediately shook her head, and said back against the wind, "Go along the road."
The white hem of the sect was floating under the strong wind blowing in front of it. After leaving the city, the road immediately became soft, and the speed of the horses also increased slightly—the chasing team did not immediately draw too close because of the fatigue of the horses. The long distance, this proves that Sally can still hold on for a while...
But only for a while.
Sally kept looking back at the pursuers, but the cold arrow that shot the opponent directly did not appear as expected—in her mind, Rody had no way to resist such pursuers. I can't think of any other way for Roddy to solve the current problem...
Although he is powerful, he is only one person after all...
Thinking this way in her heart, when Sally looked back again, the twenty or so knights had gradually chased after her.
Roddy...will definitely show up...
The thoughts in her heart began to become a little uncertain. Sally and Martin had already rushed into the Cobb Forest in front of her. As she continued to move forward along the path, she even fantasized in her heart that maybe Rody was ready enough He used the trap to deal with those knights, but after running for a thousand meters, the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, and they were not attacked at all.
"Miss, we are about to be overtaken... It is still too late to enter the forest, I will go back and stop them
"No, keep running"
Sally interrupted his words—her idea is very simple: If you believe in Roddy, then believe in it to the end
"It's really too late, now..."
Martin, who was eager for a savior, controlled the reins and turned a sharp turn, but then the words he wanted to say were suddenly stuck in his throat. Sally turned her eyes from behind, and immediately... she was completely stunned by the scene in front of her. live.
On the road ahead, a neat cavalry team lined up as if they had been waiting here for a long time.
Tall military horses, long swords shining with silver light, neat armors, and the fierce aura that definitely belongs to elite knights...
This—what's the situation
Sally and Martin were completely stunned, allowing the horses to continue to run forward for tens of meters before thinking of tightening the reins. When they came to a complete stop, their hearts were already in their throats—if these knights were Francis As long as I arranged for the second hand, then I am afraid that I am really doomed today
She never thought that these knights would belong to Rody. After all, Rody's identity is there, just the scout captain of a border village...
Scout Captain...
Francis was very excited at this time.
Although the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and the people I sent out failed to kill Sally on the spot in the city square, but now this silly sister fled towards the west city gate in a panic.
Because he assembled all available manpower in advance, he immediately organized a cavalry team of more than forty people to chase after him after leaving the square. The soldiers blocked half of the team—but Francis didn't care, he led the twenty-four men who rushed out to get rid of the entanglement, in order to kill Sally in the first place
When chasing all the way out of Houlier City, Francis still had some scruples in his heart, because he was afraid that the knight of Titus would notice him—because every time he saw him, Francis always felt inexplicably... his father It seems to be standing behind the whole situation, silently looking down on everything.
Although he knew that his father was seriously ill and was bedridden and didn't know the world, but some scenes he remembered when he was a child were deeply imprinted in his mind...
Fourteen years ago, the family had a tense relationship with several nearby lords for a while, and even his father was seriously injured when he encountered an assassin in front of the mansion. At that time, many nobles in Houllier City believed that the Luciferon family was doomed. It was unsustainable, but my father didn't respond to all the voices at that time, he just recuperated quietly without any response.
At that time, Francis thought that his father was afraid, but then he saw one knight after another rushing from the fief to Houlier City, and when these knights led their retinues to form a troop of more than a thousand people The Duke of Angmar, who had recovered from his injuries, directly flattened the territories of those lords.
I still remember the scene when those knights walked through the city gate wearing blood-soaked armor when they returned from the Great War. Among them, the most powerful Knights of Titus and Knights of Wellington walked beside his father. Their tall statures left an indelible impression on Francis like the God of War. So every time he saw these two knights later, Francis would always think of his father sitting silently in front of the fireplace.
But now it seems that it is impossible for his father to appear... His illness is so serious, how could he intervene in such a thing? As for Knight Titus...
He scanned the surroundings in front of him, and there were no other figures in the wilderness.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can last"
He clenched the wand in his hand, and his expression became more ferocious—but he didn't notice the flashing black figure in the forest behind him at all...