Jamila rode the golden steed and galloped away in the distance, at first, because she was worried about Enqi, she could not bear to leave Enqi like this, she wanted to stop several times, but she was afraid of being caught by the hooligans, and in vain Enqi saved him. In this way, she was in a state of indecision and confusion, and allowed the horse under her crotch to run on its own, neither urging the horse to speed up nor slow down.

The three Swadian heavy cavalry behind her gave her full pursuit, and soon caught up with her. Jamila heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her, and looked back sharply, and couldn't help but be startled. Then, she began to desperately urge the golden horse under her crotch to run forward, trying to get rid of the pursuit of the three people. However, it was obviously too late, and she could no longer distance herself from the three pursuers behind her.

Although the golden horse ran faster than the military horse, Jamila's riding skills were not high, and she was too panicked to control the horse's running, she watched the three pursuers behind her chase closer and closer, and she panicked even more, and when she turned her head to look forward, she found something worse - due to excessive tension, Jamila grabbed the horse's reins too tightly, causing the direction of travel of the crotch horse to be firmly fixed by her, and at the same time limiting the golden horse's ability to turn. At this moment, the golden steed under her crotch was slamming straight into a tree, and the horse's head was less than two feet away from the trunk.

At this critical moment, Jamila let out a scream, and instead of seizing the reins of the horse, her hands covered her own face. The golden steed was about to hit the trunk of the tree when suddenly the man stood up and let out a long neigh, and Jamila was almost thrown off the horse, but fortunately she grabbed it with both hands at the same time as her center of gravity suddenly lost, and she grabbed the horse by the neck in time, so that she did not fall off the horse's back, but this change had caused the horse to stop completely, and could not run any further.

A Swadia heavy cavalryman who followed Jamila was holding a spear in his hand, and as he was running, he leveled his spear at his side and made a spear charge. Of course, he didn't really think about using his spear to charge against Jamila, it was just a habitual gesture he made while running. However, Jamila's horse suddenly stopped, and the Swadian heavy cavalry had no time to slow down his horse, and the tip of his cavalry spear was aimed at Jamila's place.

Seeing that the tip of the cavalry spear was about to penetrate through Jamila's back, the Svadian heavy cavalry had no intention of putting away the cavalry or turning to bypass Jamila. At this moment, there was a look of great excitement on his face, and his eyes were filled with a murderous fervor that made him unstoppable, and he only thought about sprinting the spear to the end.

Seeing that Jamila was about to die under this spear lunge, it was too late, it was too soon, and at this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed from the side like a swift gust of wind, and blocked between the tip of the spear and Jamila.

The spear charge of the Swadia heavy cavalry was thunderous, as if no one could stop it, even if there was an iron wall in front of it, it could still break through a hole. And the blockade of that figure is carried out at a gallop, even if the situation has reached a desperate situation, he has to turn the tide.

Only a "snort" was heard, and at the same time, there was a "kala" sound, followed by a miserable neighing of the horse. I saw that the tip of the riding spear had pierced the body of a black horse, and the wooden barrel of the riding spear had been broken apart and split in two.

The Svadia heavy cavalry was forced to pull the reins of his horse from his crotch when his rifle broke, and hurried to the side, involuntarily rushing a short distance to the front before barely stopping. In the process, he almost fell off his horse.

The result was too much of a surprise to him - as he charged his spear at his target, he was only thinking of going forward, piercing the target, and rushing straight through it in a scene of flesh and blood.

However, it turned out not to be what he expected, and the scene he envisioned that made his blood boil did not happen. A black horse, suddenly rushing out at great speed, blocked the tip of his riding spear, and at the same time, a silvery-white edge flashed across the shaft of his mounted spear, and immediately cut off the wooden shaft of his mounted spear. The sudden snapping of the barrel of the spear prevented him from exerting the true power of the spear charge, only stabbing and not rushing. If this Swadia heavy cavalry hadn't reacted quickly and turned in time, it was very likely that he would have crashed into a man on his back under the leadership of a rush.

The Swadian heavy cavalry did not wait for his crotch to dismount and fully stabilize his horse, and immediately looked back in horror. I saw that the black horse, which had been stabbed by his riding spear and whose neck was deeply embedded in the tip of the riding spear, immediately fell to the ground after another miserable neighing, obviously too seriously injured to survive. The figure on the horse rolled over to the side before he fell to the ground before he got off the horse and rolled to the ground first.

This man was none other than Kosmerd. He followed Enqi in this direction, but Jamila and Enqi were riding sturdy horses, and he was riding an old traveling horse, so he could not keep up with it at all, and came a little late. Fortunately, however, Kersmud was able to arrive in time for Jamila to be in distress, and immediately dismounted and rushed between the Swadia heavy cavalry and Jamila.

He had intended to cut off the shaft of his cavalry with the finest scimitar in his hand before the spear charge of the Swadian heavy cavalry caused casualties, but he was a little slower - the tip of the cavalry had pierced into the neck of his horse at the same time as he swung his knife to cut it off. The tip of the rifle plunged into the horse's neck and the sharp scimitar slashed the barrel of the spear almost simultaneously, and if Kersmead had been a little quicker, the old traveling horse under his crotch might not have to die.

The old traveling horse fell to the ground, blood gushing out from the wound in the horse's neck, and Korsmead saw that the horse that had fallen in a pool of blood could not survive, and could not help but shake his head, and sighed softly, his eyes were full of a kind of guilt and unwillingness, guilt of course because the horse had made a sacrifice for his actions, which made him unhappy, and unwilling because he felt that his shot was not fast enough, so that his horse died.

;“ Ahh

When Sensed saw her long blonde hair, he was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "You are indeed a woman, why are you dressed like this? Who are you?"

"I ...... I ......" Jamila said with a blushing face, but at last she did not dare to tell her true identity in front of Semimer - she had already decided that Cosmod was Soraton, her future husband, and that she was running away from home in such a way was really contrary to the virtues of a well-educated lady, and she was afraid that he would mind her behavior and be even more annoyed when she knew her true identity, so she did not dare to admit to him now that she was Jamila, the person he was looking for.

The Swadia heavy cavalryman, after stabilizing his horse at the crotch, immediately turned his horse's head, threw the half-volley of his gun on the ground, and then drew a warrior's dagger from his waist, and shouted at Ksmed in shock and anger: "Who are you, this boy, who dare to come and ruin our good deeds?

The Svadia heavy cavalry then surrounded Ksmerd and Jamila from three directions with his two companions. Seeing this, Jamila hurriedly said to Ksmerd: "I will explain these things to you in the future, these three are bad people, they not only robbed me of my money, but also came to arrest me, and almost killed me just now! If you don't show up in time, I will never see you again...... Hurry up and get on the horse!"

Seeing the three Swadia heavy cavalry approaching, Kersmud didn't think much of it, but immediately climbed onto the golden steed that Jamila was riding, and sat down behind Jamila.

Once Gersmerd was seated on his horse, Jamila naturally leaned her back gently against Kersmer, who felt a shiver from her and heard her slightly heavy breathing.

"Are you scared?" asked Kersmuld, frowning slightly, and whispered to Jamila.

"Yes, I was scared to death just now, but now that you're here, I'm not so scared!" said Jamila, slightly excited.

"Don't be afraid! I'll take you to kill them!" said Kersmerd, and at the same time, a sense of pride rose in his heart. Now, although he was not sure who the lady sitting in front of him was, and he could not fully trust her, he could really feel that this lady needed his help, and he decided to do his best for it immediately.

Though he had been deceived and plotted by Sephia, and had been more wary of others, especially women, the experience of the lady in front of him at the moment of being in the same room with him, and the strong feeling he had for her at this time, told him that this lady, unlike others, seemed to have existed from his guard as an exception from the beginning. Perhaps a subtle emotion was at work and made Kersmoud immediately determined to fight for her.

"Young people are always keen to be heroes to save beauty, but it often doesn't end well!Boy, you're looking for death!" said one of the Swadia heavy cavalrymen.

"To be able to fight with such a beautiful lady on the same horse, and then die together, it would be a good death!haha, at least you won't have such an experience!" Germund laughed loudly.

Jamila's face immediately turned red again when she heard him say this, and she turned her head and glared at Kersmund with her big eyes, as if angry, but did not speak, and then could not help but smile shyly and charmingly.

"Boy, you think too much! you can't die with this beautiful lady, we'll only kill you, but we won't hurt this lady, and we'll keep her to enjoy it!" said a Swadian heavy cavalryman with a wicked laugh.

"Hmph, I'm afraid it won't be the way you want!" said Kersmed, grasping the reins of the horse with his left hand, and raising the best elite scimitar in the air with his right hand, while pressing his feet firmly on the belly of the golden steed, urging the horse to quickly charge towards the Swadian heavy cavalry, who laughed the most wickedly.

Seeing the posture of the Swadia heavy cavalry, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, but hurriedly raised his shield to meet him, and shouted at his two companions to start a siege on the company. With one enemy and three enemies, one hand and one sword, he fought with all his might. With the best elite scimitar in his hand, he continued to launch rapid attacks on the three Swadia heavy cavalry, his attack was already very fast, coupled with the bonus of the best elite scimitar in his hand, he was even more powerful, no one could stop him.

The three Swadia heavy cavalry couldn't help but be surprised, the three of them, three weapons, but they couldn't attack Ksmerd no matter what, every time they wanted to use the weapons in their hands to attack Ksmerd, they would often immediately find that the other party was preemptive with a faster shot speed, slashing at them, forcing them to quickly use their shields to block, for a while, the three Swadia heavy cavalry, only had the ability to parry, but not the power to fight back. They were glad they had a shield in their hands that could help them defend against the lightning-fast attack of Korsmed, who targeted their weaknesses.

Although they were in a passive situation, they seemed to be very patient, constantly resisting the rapid attacks of Kersmer, while still surround Eksmer and Jamila in the middle, not allowing the two of them and the crotch to have any chance to escape. With quick eyes, Ksmund continued to attack with the best elite scimitar in his right hand without stopping, while his left hand tightly held the reins of the horse, manipulating the horse's movement and turning, and under the encirclement and attack of the three Swadian heavy cavalry, he continued to rush left and right.

The obscene and shameless style of play of the three Svadian heavy cavalry disgusted Kersmed, but for a moment he was helpless against them, he could only maintain a swift attack, and look for a chance to win.

Jamila snuggled into Kersmer's arms, trying to remain quiet and composed, her left eye closed and her right slightly open, keeping an eye on her surroundings. All she could hear was the turmoil around her, only the shadows of swords flashing in her blurred vision, and what she heard in her ears was the sound of swords striking each other or weapons hitting shields.

Her brow furrowed, her lips pursed, and she looked extremely nervous, and her mind was blank at the moment, and the only thing she was worried about was the man she relied on behind her—the man she mistook for her future husband. She only hoped that this man would kill the three enemies around her as soon as possible, and take her as a victor, and ride her freely into the distance together......