The sound of galloping horses echoed in the streets of Hollier, and the sound of whips breaking through the air could be heard clearly.
The simple carriage jolted abnormally on the uneven road, and the wooden wheels made a loud clanking noise. The pedestrians on the road had heard the noise from afar, so they had already moved to the side. They could only watch as the carriage whizzed past them, and they could even see the wheels dangling in the air when the carriage passed through a sharp bend.
Sally had never been in a carriage that was moving so fast. Her face was pale, and her hands were tightly gripping the wooden frame of the carriage beside her. She tried her best to scan the streets around her. Although she was nervous, she didn't show any signs of panic. She just told Martin, who was driving the carriage, "Take the shortest route. After we get out of the west city gate, follow the road!"
"Yes, Miss!"
Martin might not be good at fighting, but he was an expert at driving. Originally, he did not need to participate with the mercenaries, but yesterday, Sally suddenly ordered him to prepare a carriage. So today, he appeared with the mercenaries at the side of the square, and at this moment, he brought the daughter of Duke and galloped all the way.
At first, he did not understand why, but a few minutes ago, when he saw the mercenaries who were originally escorting the carriage turned around to intercept a group of knights, he understood Sally's intention. If they did not do this, the ferocious enemies would definitely hack Sally to death!
Although they had escaped, Martin still had his own worries. He shouted loudly, trying to cover the noise of the carriage, "The road outside the city gate is not fast! If those people continue to chase, they will definitely catch up — "
This was something that Sally had not considered. Although she had come up with many countermeasures, this decision was ultimately made at the last minute, and it was inevitable that she would be careless. She frowned and replied, "Do you have any ideas?"
"There is a relay station near the west gate. Our men are there. We can change horses there and continue to run!"
Martin's brain was not slow, and he quickly came up with a feasible plan. Sally immediately made the decision, but she was still a little worried. She knew that her horsemanship was very poor. Even if she changed horses, she would probably not be able to run as fast as those well-trained mercenaries.
However, this kind of emotion was quickly replaced by boundless anger in his heart.
The repeated assassination attempts had made Sally consider the name "Francis" as one of the names that should be slashed into pieces. Once at the border, once at the entrance of the cloister, and now again in the square …
Who could endure living in fear like this?!
So a few minutes ago, Sally finally decided to go to the West City Gate because there was only one thought in her mind at this time: Francis must die!
She could have accepted the help of the Rose Cross and avoided the conflict, but that would only result in a stalemate. But if Francis continued to be at large, she knew that she would not be able to fight against him in the end!
Therefore, she had placed all her hopes on Roddy. Sally trusted this Scout Captain unreservedly. Her life was now in his hands.
Under Martin's skillful control, the carriage sped along. After galloping for close to ten minutes, the ten-meter-tall west city gate finally appeared before Sally's eyes.
"This way!"
Martin stopped the carriage abruptly. The deceleration almost caused Sally to fall off the carriage. Martin threw the horsewhip in his hand and ran to the courier station by the roadside. Soon, he led the two horses and ran over. Sally did not say anything. She grabbed the corner of her robe and jumped off the carriage. She quickly jumped onto the horse's back, grabbed the reins, and rushed forward.
Martin knew that Sally was not good at riding, so he immediately ran in front to "clear the way" and shouted to the pedestrians to avoid them. Although they moved fast, they still wasted some time. After running for a short distance, they heard the rapid sound of hooves behind them.
Sally looked back. A group of cavalrymen had already turned the corner and rushed towards them. Obviously, the mercenaries she sent out could not completely stop Francis. At this time, there were about twenty-four or twenty-five people chasing after them. Although she could not see if Francis was among them, it was obvious that they did not come with good intentions. It was impossible for her to fight them head-on.
She looked at the West City Gate that was getting closer and closer. Immediately, a map of the surrounding area appeared in her mind. From the West City Gate, they would enter the "Cobb Forest" in less than a kilometer. The forest was foggy all year round. If they did not follow the road, they would easily get lost. If they followed the road, they would have to travel 40 kilometers to get out of the forest and reach the town.
Sally knew that her horsemanship was not good. If she continued to run like this, she would definitely be caught by the pursuers after another three kilometers. However, she had no other choice but to kick her horse's abdomen with all her might. She passed through the city gate and rushed towards the dimly lit forest …
"Miss! We will be caught soon! Should we leave the main road? "
Martin shouted in front of her. His suggestion was also the only feasible one. Leave the main road and take a few turns in the complicated forest. It was still possible to get rid of the mercenaries.
But Sally immediately shook her head and replied without hesitation, "Follow the road!"
The white hem of her robe fluttered in the strong wind. After leaving the city, the originally slippery stone road was replaced by loose soil. The warhorses also sped up a little. The pursuers behind them did not immediately close the gap because of the fatigue of the horses. This proved that Sally could still hold on for a while.
But it was only for a while.
Sally kept looking back at the pursuers. But the unexpected arrow that would kill them did not appear. In her mind, Roddy would not be able to resist the pursuers. Except for a sneak attack, Sally could not think of any other way for Roddy to solve the problem in front of them.
Although he was strong, he was only one person after all.
With these thoughts in mind, after running for a distance, Sally looked back once again and discovered that the 20 or so knights were gradually catching up to her.
Roddy, he … will definitely appear.
Her thoughts began to become a little uncertain. Sally and Martin had already rushed into the Cobb Forest. As they continued to move forward along the path, she even imagined that Roddy had prepared enough traps to deal with the knights. But after running for a kilometer, the pursuers were getting closer and closer. They did not receive any attacks at all.
"Miss! They will catch up with us soon. It is not too late to enter the forest. I will go back and stop them! "
"No, continue to run!"
Sally interrupted his words. Although she was a little hesitant, her idea was very simple. Since she believed in Roddy, she would believe him to the end!
"It's really too late. Now …"
Martin, who was eager to save his master, controlled the reins and turned a sharp corner along the road. But the words he wanted to say were suddenly stuck in his throat. Sally turned her gaze from behind and was completely stunned by the scene in front of her.
On the road in front of them, a neat team of knights was lined up as if they had been waiting here for a long time.
Tall military horses, shining silver swords, neat armors … and the piercingly cold aura that definitely belonged to elite knights.
What … What is going on?!
Sally and Martin were completely stunned. They let the horses continue to gallop forward for dozens of meters before they remembered to tighten the reins. When they completely stopped, their hearts were in their throats. If these knights were arranged by Francis, they were afraid that they would not be able to escape today!
She never thought that these knights were Rody's subordinates. After all, Rody's identity was clear. He was just a captain of a village at the border.
Scout … captain?
Sally's eyes widened. She suddenly remembered something. She looked at the leading knight and suddenly felt that he seemed a little familiar.
***
At this time, Francis was very excited.
Although the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the people he sent out failed to kill Sally on the spot in the city square, now this silly sister actually fled to the west gate in panic after he gave up. No matter how he looked at it, it could be said that his luck had turned for the better!
Because he had gathered all the available men in advance, he immediately organized a team of more than 40 knights to chase after Sally after leaving the square. Sally was not to be trifled with. She forcefully blocked half of the team with the help of the mercenaries. But Francis did not care. He rushed out with his 24 men to get rid of the entanglement, all for the sake of killing Sally as soon as possible!
When he chased all the way from Hollier City, Francis still had some scruples in his heart because he was afraid that Knight Titus would notice him. Because every time he saw him, Francis had an inexplicable feeling that his father seemed to be standing behind the whole situation, silently overlooking everything.
Although he knew that his father was seriously ill in bed and did not know what was going on, some of the scenes he remembered when he was a child were deeply imprinted in his mind.
Fourteen years ago, there was a period of time when the family had a tense relationship with several nearby lords. His father was even seriously injured by an assassin in front of his mansion. At that time, many nobles in Hollier City thought that the Lucifron Family's fate had come to an end. However, his father did not respond to all the voices at that time. He just quietly recuperated and did not give 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 Hollier City. When these knights led their squires to form an army of more than a thousand people, the Dukes Of Angmar, who had recovered from their injuries, directly led them and trampled on the territories of those lords without any nonsense.
He still remembered the scene when the knights returned from the war in their blood-soaked armor and walked through the city gate. Among them, the most powerful Knight Titus and Knight Wellington were walking beside his father. Their tall figures were like God of War, leaving an indelible impression on Francis. Every time Francis saw the two knights, he would always think of his father sitting silently in front of the fireplace.
But now, it seemed that his father would not appear … He was so sick, how could he intervene in such a matter? As for Knight Titus …
He glanced around in front of him. There was no other figure in the wilderness.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold on!"
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