Ronan would send the horse into a flurry of hooves moving about in a zi zag pattern before he would grunt a little bit making his way out the other side of the woods in a direction he thought the cavalry wouldnt dare follow him.  As he made his way towards a campsite he had set up out in Devils Gorge.  He would ignore the whimpering and crying of the princess as none of this phased him in the slightest.