Charge forward

You decide that charging forward is the best option.
With a shout you make your horse charge forward throug the forrest.

As you charge forward you are suprised no one jumps out of the bushes trying to stop you. You turn a corner and suddenly a rope is pulled and blocks your path.
You try to stop your horse but you are going to fast. Your horse trips over the rope and crashes down.

You let out a scream as you fly through the air and land unceremoniously on the ground. You shake your head and crawl to your feet. However at the same time you hear a whistling sound. As you look up you see a net flying through the air and landing over you. The net completely covers you and keeps you trapped on the ground.

Angry and furious because of your defeat you look around for your attackers.

Out of the bushes several women appear. They are slender and wear small chainmail clothing that do little to hide their toned bodies.
With trained precision the women deprive you of your weapons and start to remove your top clothing, you think about resisting but one keeps the tip of a knife pressed against your neck. Unable to resist they tie your arms behind your back.

One of the females stands out from the others and seems to be the one in charge. She is a quite tall and has fiery red hair hanging down over her shoulders. Her body is slender and toned like a warrior and she wears a chainmail bikini that barely covers her ample breasts. She wears nothing on her lower half except a thin, leather thong.

"Who the hell are you people?" You let out angry at the ease of your capture.

"I am Ann, Daughter of Aela. General of the Amazons." The fiery haired woman speaks.
"And you are our prisoner." She adds.