Ariana had been thrown off by the fall a moment ago, and had a wound that left her face pale. However, seeing Lucas still able to daydream at this moment, she couldn't help but pinch him again.
"Ouch, damn it hurts! Don't randomly pinch me!" Lucas exclaimed. Turning around, he greeted the girl on the horse with a smile, "Young Miss! We had no choice! We were pursued by enemies, and without horses, we couldn't escape. We accidentally disturbed you all... Now the horses have been chased back by you. Our enemies are still following closely behind. You're so beautiful, I can't help but imagine that it reflects the goodness within you. Consider us as nothing, let us go... Miss!"
The girl on the horse laughed mockingly, quickly adjusting her facial expression. This guy was extremely fierce just now. The guards her father assigned to her were all top-notch warriors. Each one was an outstanding hero. Clearly, she could see this guy's mediocre equestrian skills from behind. However, he managed to knock down several of them in a row. If it weren't for her quick whip, Burak might have died at his hands! Such a fierce fighter, unexpectedly saying such pleading words at this moment! Several guards rushed to the girl's horse, "Miss, Uncle Erdem was knocked unconscious by that guy, and his injuries are not light..." The girl's face immediately turned cold, glaring fiercely at Lucas and Ariana, "Regardless of whether the pursuers are, anyone who dares to offend our Asenas will have only one way to go—death. Boy, accept your fate to death!"
Lucas still wanted to plead, but next to him, Ariana pointed to the sky and said coldly, "See that divine falcon? It's the Great Persia Hunting Army chasing us! Can your little tribe snatch people from the hands of the Great Persia Hunting Army?"
Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned towards the sky, except for one person.
That person was Lucas. Although he was always playful, he knew very well the power of the silver-armored army behind them! Those were the people who could truly take their lives! Ariana's actions gave him an opportunity. His body instantly darted forward like lightning!
Before anyone could react, Lucas had already leaped onto the black horse of the girl. With one hand holding her waist and the other placing the military knife against her neck, the blade made of modern materials caused goosebumps to appear on the girl's delicate and slender neck. Everyone could feel the sharpness of the knife! The girl's movements froze, and her eyes showed disbelief and shock. The distance between the two was quite substantial. In just the blink of an eye, this guy ghostly leaped onto his horse and restrained her! Below, there was a chaotic outcry, and the surrounding men drew their weapons. Some swung their swords towards Ariana, intending to also seize her to save their young miss. Lucas shouted loudly, "Don't move! This precious miss will lose her life! Give us two horses, and we'll leave! Otherwise, let's die together!"
The girl in his arms made a quick decision and gave a loud command, "Give them the horses!"
The two men immediately dismounted, giving up their steeds. Lucas, holding the girl, dismounted slowly and approached Ariana. The girl spoke coldly in a low voice, "You must remember who you offended today... remember it well. The Ashinas won't let you off, and I won't let you off either..." At this moment, a slight trembling sound came from the ground. Looking into the distance to the southwest, columns of smoke had already risen, spreading in all directions. Ariana and Lucas exchanged glances, both trembling inwardly. The Great Persia Hunting Army was getting closer, and they had already set up their formation, dispersing and surrounding the direction where the hunting falcon was. The girl and her subordinates also looked uncertainly towards the southwest. Everyone had an uneasy expression.
Lucas grabbed the two horses they had brought over, saying, "Kill your horses!" This time, no one hesitated; swords and knives descended, and dozens of horses neighed as they fell to the dust. The girl, with a stubborn turn of her face, disregarded the fact that her neck might be cut by the military knife, and glared at Lucas beside her with hatred in her slender and charming eyes. In those eyes, there was a deep-seated resentment towards the boy. Lucas was also displeased; if it weren't for you guys delaying us, we might have escaped long ago! Watching Ariana grit her teeth and climb onto her warhorse, he forcefully pushed the girl in his arms forward. The girl stumbled forward for more than ten steps, and her subordinates rushed towards their mistress. Meanwhile, Lucas had already laughed heartily, mounted his horse, and fled like the wind. His voice echoed in the air, "Flat-chested girl..."
Looking at the dead horses on the ground and recalling the recent ordeal, tears welled up in the girl's eyes. She angrily cracked her whip and turned to chase after them, but a middle-aged man restrained her, "Miss, it's indeed the Great Persia Hunting Army coming. Let's retreat for now!" The girl stomped her foot in frustration, "Go back to Yazd Town, buy more horses, and keep an eye on that guy. I want to see how he dies!"
Lucas naturally had no idea about the determination of the girl he inexplicably collided with. At this moment, his sole focus was on escaping to the south. These silver-armored troops, whom he had barely shaken off last night, had caught up with him again. In this era, it seemed like he was either fighting or running for his life. Where was the glory and wealth he had hoped for? Both he and Ariana's fast horses dared not linger for even a moment; they were galloping furiously. Occasionally looking back, he could see the rising dust behind them. Those damn hunting falcons were still circling above! How could he shake off these guys? But watching Ariana beside him, gritting her teeth and persistently heading south, he felt a strange determination. Looking at her resolute little face and the flowing golden hair, the experiences from last night until now seemed to pass like a dream on the bumpy horseback. Suddenly, for some reason, he felt that even if it was for her, he had to persevere. Not just because of the girl's beauty, but because of the fleeting but repeated experiences of life and death, mutual dependence, and the sense of friendship.
"When the hell did I become so noble?"
Hundreds of Great Persia Hunting Army's silver-armored cavalry thundered across the earth like a storm. Hooves lifted large chunks of frozen soil. Their target was right in front of them! At this point, Cyrus didn't need to give any orders, each person urged their warhorse to the highest speed. Like a series of heavy thunders, they raced forward. Cyrus, with his massive body like a mountain, led the way. Occasionally, he lifted his head to check the direction of the hunting falcons in the sky. The silver faceplate reflected a colder light than the winter sun.
While hiding in a distant elevated position, the Ashina warriors watching the iron cavalry pass by, was left speechless by the awe-inspiring pursuit of the Great Persia's elite riders. Truly, these were the most formidable cavalry of Great Persia! The tall girl in black, gripping her long whip, unconsciously swung it, her face pale.
"Miss, perhaps we shouldn't pursue them. The pair, able to provoke the pursuit of the Great Persia Hunting Army, isn't something we can get involved in. The Lord only asked us to come and buy horses. Even if we spend a bit more money, it's crucial to return safely," a middle-aged man with a stable appearance whispered, trying to persuade the black-clad girl. However, Her response came in a resentful tone, "No! I want to see with my own eyes how that guy dies! Uncle Hatice, let's follow from a distance. We lose dozens of horses, I need to have an explanation to my father!"