On a secluded path more than ten miles from Ignaz, fierce fighting was going on, and blood was gradually spilled on the road, and occasionally a knight covered in blood could be seen lying on the side of the road.

The two sides of the fierce battle were not proportional in number, with dozens of elite horsemen on one side and only one man on the other.

The swords clashed, colliding with fierce sparks, and the fighting spirit was wanton, smashing all the shrubs within a radius of tens of meters.

If Renard saw the scene in front of him, he would have exclaimed, "Legendary Warrior!"

However, the legendary warrior was not invincible, this man was covered in blood, extremely weak, his right arm hung weakly at his side, and he was obviously incapacitated.

After he killed more than a dozen knights, he was instantly pierced through his body by several crossbow arrows, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell off his horse in despair.

His breathing grew weaker and weaker, and he was not completely exhausted until the enemy's horses trampled past him.

Sylvia looked back at the empty path, and a flash of sadness flashed across her face, which was then replaced by a monstrous hatred.

She whipped the war horse under her crotch fiercely, and under the pain, the speed of the war horse ran three points faster.

After galloping for miles, the horse's speed slowed down again, and Sylvia did not continue to whip her urging, for she was also tired.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and her legs were grinding from the saddle, but she did not dare to rest, or even stop, because she was being hunted down, by the vassals of the Hope family.

Her delicate aristocratic hat had been lost somewhere, and her long golden hair like a waterfall scattered in the wind, even if she fled in embarrassment, it was still difficult to hide the thrilling beauty.

Sylvia is not as weak as other princesses, having lost her parents at a young age and living with her four-year-old brother, she has forged her independent and self-reliant character over the years.

Therefore, when facing the enemy, she was not frightened and screamed, but fought back.

However, the huge disparity in numbers between the two sides caused the inevitable defeat of their own side, and ten high-ranking martial artists, four Douqi martial artists, and one legend were all killed.

Although Sylvia had the courage to fight to the death, she knew that she could not die, or the entire kingdom of Arthur would be in chaos.

Her brother, who was in the midst of a rebellious period, would surely use a butcher's knife for this move, and let this land that had just been annexed for a short time be ruined again, which was not what she wanted to see.

What's more, Arthur's kingdom, which had just broken free from the demonic disaster, could no longer withstand any wind and waves, and all she could do now was to live and endure.

Although the princess's desire to survive was strong, her chariot could no longer hold on after a long run, and as she leaped over the low bushes, she mingled with the vines, and her horse neighed miserably and rolled to the ground.

The horse, which was worth four gold coins, struggled several times, but was never able to get back to its feet.

Sylvia's reflexes were quick, and she tumbled to the ground before the horse could fall to the ground, with soft grass nearby, and was lucky not to be hurt except for making her clothes even more dirty.

Looking back at the struggling war horse, she couldn't help but sigh sadly, and muttered, "Is this my ultimate fate?"

As the pursuers drew nearer, Sylvia could already hear the sound of horses' hooves in a torrential rain, and the disgusting laughter, she was very unwilling, she still had a lot of work to do, but so what?

No matter how unwilling she is, there is no way to save it, and what she wants most now is to hug her young daughter again and kiss her pink little face.

Sylvia smiled, so bitterly, so decisively.

The knights, who were in hot pursuit, found out about her situation and immediately urged their horses to surround her, and the chief knight rode up to the front and said in a loud voice, "Damned arsonist, now see where you are going." ”

Sylvia sneered and sneered, "The Iron Guards of the dignified Wollaston family would actually play such boring little tricks?"

The knight leader quietly urged the horse forward, and asked with a flat face: "If you want us to do it, or do it ourselves, if you can cooperate, maybe you can suffer less, if not......"

Although his voice was extremely flat, there was a threat in his words, but all he answered was Sylvia's cold snort.

The knight leader's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to arrest the other party, and at the same time warned: "You better not resist, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety." ”

The knights rolled over and dismounted, drew their swords and cautiously approached Sylvia.

After several fights, they no longer dared to underestimate this weak princess, after all, more than ten brothers had died at the hands of each other, and no one wanted to be next.

Looking at the knights who surrounded her, the corners of Sylvia's mouth hooked a charming arc, she stood up and patted the dust on her body casually, it was such a small movement, but it frightened the knights back several steps.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, she quickly pulled out a parchment book from the spatial ring.

Seeing this, the knight leader stared at him and exclaimed, "Oops!

As soon as the words fell, several sharp arrows shot out, heading straight for the slender waist.

However, the scene of blood pumping did not happen, and a smooth slick enveloped Sylvia's body, and she was still smiling, laughing very happily.

The knight leader frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Magic shield!"

He stared at Sylvia for a long time, then flew up and slashed at the thin magic shield with his sword, mixed with the brilliance of the fighting spirit, and slashed at it, only to make the magic shield ripple.

"Damn!" the knight leader slashed out two swords again, the effect was no different from just now, and he shouted with an anxious expression, "Legendary magic shield, use enchanted crossbows and demon-breaking arrows to attack. ”

Although things were somewhat unexpected, the battle-hardened knights managed to keep things in order, and the two enchanted crossbows were quickly assembled.

However, just as they were about to launch the Demon Breaker Arrow, two fireballs shot out at a very fast speed, and the target was the Enchanted Crossbow, which exploded violently with two bangs, and the two priceless Demon Breaker Crossbows were scrapped in this way.

"Damn, how many instant magic scrolls does she have?" the knight leader finally couldn't keep his composure, wielding his two-handed sword and slashing desperately at the magic shield.

Sylvia held her head high, proud like a swan: "Prepare to die, lackeys of the Wollaston family." ”

Before the words fell, everyone only felt that the temperature of the air around them was rising, and when they stared, it was emanating from a small and delicate scroll on the ground.

"Fire magic scroll, dodge quickly. The knight leader's roar was mixed with extreme fear.