"Anandiyerubu?"

Lucius wiped the rain from his face and squinted.

"Isn't this Anandiyerubu old man?" He yelled into the rainstorm. "I see you again! You said you were going to Sodom or Gomorrah, but you haven't left yet?"

He cursed silently to himself.

"No," Anandiyerubu's voice came from the rain, "there's always something in my heart that I can't settle, so I can't leave."

The sound of intense rain filled the surroundings, and the sound of footsteps and armor weapons collided was sometimes hidden and sometimes clear, but it clearly became clearer.

Lucius was soaking wet and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he felt Anada pressing behind him, breathing into his ear, making Lucius a little dizzy.

Her voice was low, smooth, and hoarse, "What are you waiting for? Break out!"

Lucius woke up from a dream and put away his sword, then he whipped the cow hard and shouted loudly.

The cart gradually accelerated forward.

At this moment, Lucius heard Anada say something in a bad mood next to his ear.

His Northern language was average, and he couldn't understand the meaning of these words. But from the tone, what his Ice Sea slave said was not good.

The next second, he saw Anada take the sword from his waist and stab it forward, piercing the cow's buttocks.

With a loud roar, Lucius only felt the cart shake under his butt and almost tipped him off the cart. He was in a state of shock and saw the cart run wildly like a madman!

In the heavy rain, there were shadows of people in the ruins.

But in the blink of an eye, the cart rushed past them, going all out.

Lucius sees four knights standing on the road ahead. As the cart comes forward wildly, the four men immediately drive their horses away and hide by the road.

One of them curses loudly, it is Ananadiev.

Seeing that they have broken out of the encirclement, Lucius is overjoyed and looks back at Anada.

Anada is tall with a big horse. He turns his head and just sees two bumps shaking with the cart... before he can focus his eyes, a big hand covers his eyes and grabs his cheekbone, turning him back. Lucius's face involuntarily turns back to the front.

"Watch the road," she said impatiently.

The next sentence made Lucius sweat profusely:

"If there's another time, I'll twist your head in another direction."

... The sword is in your hand, you have the final say.

Lucius was angry and pulled the reins hard.

But the hurried hoofbeats and their rapidly shrinking distance made him dare not look back.

Lucius shouted, "What do we do now?"

Before the words fell, the cart underneath suddenly shook violently, jolting Lucius's butt off the seat.

Just as his butt returned to its original position, he heard the sound of the cart being heavily loaded.

Lucius suddenly found that the bloody, rainy cow's butt in front of him was getting higher and higher... He glanced and just saw a cart wheel rolling quickly towards the front, surpassing him, the coachman.

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Anada pulled Lucius over and dragged him to the flat plate behind the cart, next to herself and Eiriela.

The three people landed on the board and slid forward for a while, hitting a stone pillar, before finally stopping.

Looking ahead, there was a thrown spear on the left side of the wild bull, dragging half of the cart, rushing straight into the rain and running out of sight.

Just as Lucius was about to speak, he was suddenly thrown down by Anada and choked on his breath.

He saw another thrown spear brushing against Anada's arm and shooting past. This thrown spear was powerful, breaking through the layers of rain and disappearing in the front.

Lucius heard his own teeth chattering.

If he were still in a seated position, he would have been poked through by now.

"Yes...yes, he's a regular soldier, a warrior of the legion! Damn it!"

He was mumbling to himself when Anada hit his face, bringing him back to reality.

Anada stretched her legs and pulled something back with her feet. When she pulled her legs back, she had already grabbed the silver lion round shield that was placed on the table.

She knocked the shield with Lucius' sword and sat up.

Anada was drenched.

The rain soaked her silver-grey eyebrows, making her face, which was already distinct, look more imposing.

"I'll go get a few horses," she said calmly, "You stay here and don't move."

Anada walked to the middle of the road and stopped.

In the heavy rain, two knights came in pursuit on fast horses, while the shadows of the other two knights lingered far behind.

Two throwing spears roared through the wind and rain and flew towards her!

Anada swung her shield, and again.

One throwing spear was deflected by her angled shield, while the other one hit the surface of the shield.

The silver lion round shield shattered into several pieces and Anada's left shoulder was covered with fresh blood.

But the enemy's throwing spears were also all shot.

Two knights drew their swords and urged their horses to charge straight ahead.

They were on her right and left.

The one on the right was faster than the one on the left by a horse length.

Anada threw away the broken shield, took a deep breath, leaned her body to the left side of the road to make way, and faced the right-riding knight who was charging in front.

She leaned forward with her left shoulder, held the sword in both hands, and lifted the sword over her right shoulder.

At this moment, the rain was coming down even harder. The rainwater flowed down the sword blade and formed a waterfall-like stream at the tip of the sword.

The right rider slightly leaned forward and lowered his sword, positioning it at the height of Anada's neck. This was the easiest tactic for a cavalry to kill infantry. Without having to put in much effort to swing the sword, the cavalry could cut off the enemy's head with just the momentum of their charge and the flatness of the sword.

The knight felt that killing Anada was even easier than killing others. Her height was too high, the angle of the sword was particularly comfortable, and he didn't even have to bend down.

The hooves were divided. The head of the enemy's horse was in front of Ana in a flash! At the moment of the close-quarters fight, Anada suddenly lowered her body, turned lightning fast, and unexpectedly crossed to the other side of the road!

Just when it seemed that the right-riding enemy would quickly pass by, she suddenly attacked and became the left-riding enemy.

Anada shouted loudly and swung her sword horizontally with both hands!

The left-riding enemy was behind the right-riding enemy by a horse's body, so when the right-riding enemy charged forward, both man and horse blocked Anada completely. As a result, the knight on the back of the left-riding horse did not see Anada at all.

Suddenly, Anada appeared on the left side of him and his horse, causing him to be shocked and quickly turned his body to stab with his sword.

However, the enemy was on the left side, holding the sword with his right hand, and caught off guard, he was slow by one step.

People and horses were mixed in the pouring rain.

The right-riding enemy charged far away. The knight circled back to his warhorse and was horrified to see that the left-riding enemy had slowed down and only the lower half of the person sitting on the horse's back was left, with blood spraying high for half a day!

Before he could understand what was going on, he saw the tall white figure standing in place bend down to pick up something and then wave it towards him with a powerful swing of his hand.

The right-riding knight fell from his horse.

A thrown spear penetrated his chest.

Slave trader Anandiebube and his bodyguards rode horses, following closely behind, eagerly waiting to see the brutal death of Lucius.

However, they never expected to see this scene.

Two elite warriors of the Menis family, both were killed in front of them.

The two men immediately stopped their horses and kept a safe distance.

She saw Lucius beckoning to her from behind the stone pillar.

Anandiebube frantically took out the whistle and put it to his lips to blow with all his might.

Anada wiped the water from her face and eyebrows.

She didn't care about the two frightened "spectators" in the distance, took control of the war horse, pushed the half-dead man from the horse's back to the ground, got on the horse herself, and ran away to retrieve another stray war horse. Only then did she ride back to the half-stone pillar, but found that the person and weapons on the platform were gone.

"Here!"