《The New World Beyond The Gate》Chapter 9: Defense of the Kingdom
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Time: [0540(A few hours ago]
Year: [May 2, 1245]
POV: [Sir, Baker]
The light breaks through the dark clouds, gently touching the tired faces of my fellow soldiers. The smell of rotten flesh and the sound of striking swords tightly grips our noses, as the screams of hatred, regret, cries of mercy of dying men surround the battlefield.
I gently walked up towards the side of the wall I am standing on, as I watch over the battlefield where thousands of men had sacrificed their lives defending the kingdom. After a few minutes, a man came beside me and said:
"(Sir, four of our legions were wiped out moments ago, and the other six legions are severely damaged while some has started to desert the battlefield. The remaining forces from the scattered six legions have started to arrive from the battlefield)"
"(Hm, this is a very precarious situation we're in, but we need to hold off until the king arrived with reinforcement)"
"(Are you sure, sir he haven't abandoned us? We receive no contact from the king and his family for hours to no avail sir)"
"(My dear good friend, have some faith in the king, our king is not the type to abandon his men on the battlefield. I am sure that he will arrive soon enough.)"
"(I hope you, sir are right, so what're your orders, sir?)"
"(Have the men prepare the defence inside the capital, set up barriers along the road and have the archers to man the walls while the swordsmen will hold them off inside the capital)"
"(Will do sir)"
Soon enough as I ordered the man to do the things I ordered him to do. I again came back to sightseeing the battlefield from the top of the walls and soon enough, I walked towards the archers to inspect them
"(Commander's at the station!)"
"(Salute!)"
As the men gave me a salute I gave a nod of approval, I can see the faces of the men jump with joy. No matter how small the things you can do, just remember that every little thing helps. So with just a simple nod, I was able to raise the morale of the men, and I was given satisfaction for being a proper man of honour.
As I have finished inspecting the men I then grip my hands and put them on my back and headed towards down the capital. The buildings as I can see them were made out of wood and the roof is made of thatch, you can see that we are poor, nevertheless, we have a kind and gracious king who puts his people as his priority, This made his soldiers have an undying loyalty to his kingdom. So I am sure that he won't abandon us.
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I am not even sure if our houses that were built can survive a harsh calamity and I believe that only the palace is made out of stone. The palace looks very grandiose and is tall almost reaching the heavens in the sky while overlooking the horizon and the battlefield from afar.
As I walked down towards the road I feel the eyes of the masses gripping me with sympathy as they believe that the kingdom will soon fall and that we just served to be martyrs. I then go to the barricade that is being prepared by the swordsmen and after I brief inspection I turned back and headed towards the wall again.
Walking through the muddy fields I saw a family quickly preparing to fight, the father quickly is finding a place to hide his wife and children to protect the dignity of the woman from being defiled by the invaders. they were wearing shabby clothes with some torn apart. I can tell that they are very poor, just like the rest of the people in the kingdom.
Even our king isn't even that rich, but he still chooses to prioritise the livelihood of the people, that's why many people admire him. Nevertheless, people are still content with their lives as they can prepare foods on their table and is living by this continent standards as the other civilized zones call it as barbarian continents, one being our continent belonging in, it is called as modest or moderate by our standards.
Soon enough I got tired of walking around and inspecting various stuff, so I then decided to go towards the back to the wall to supervise the battlefield from the top. As soon as I decided that a man running down the wall in which he looks like an old man, which is heading towards me.
"Sir!"
"The enemies are attacking, quickly come back to the battlefield the men are waiting for your orders"
As soon as I heard that I quickly wrap myself up and steeled myself for the upcoming battle. I headed towards the wall, quickly climbing it and, once I saw the battlefield, cold sweat runs through my back as I saw about 10 legions or more attacking the kingdom.
I quickly then ordered my men to take a position, then proceeded to order the men below me to close the gates immediately. The enemy surrounded the entire capital. And soon enough a strange-looking thing came it was a heavily armoured carriage with a pointy timber at the top. After looking at it again briefly it then clicked into me.
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"(SIEGE TANKS!!)"
The men around me turned pale but I still ordered them to fire. The first salvos were missed then another one fired it hit the side of the siege tank, but it only left a scratch. I then proceeded to order the archers in the castle to fire. Expecting something good to happen was immediately destroyed, as the thing didn't even budge even with fire arrows.
I quickly then turned beside me and saw the men still reloading the cannons, to which I then quickly shouted.
"(MAKE IT QUICK!!)"
As sweat runs through them, they were able to reload the cannons in a short amount of time and then was able to fire another salvo. This time as the siege tanks were close enough. They didn't have the problem of calibrating the cannons as the siege tanks, were directly hit and then exploded. Butchered bodies came flying everywhere as the next wave of attack then proceeded to come.
As time passes by the next wave of enemies came but with archers and cannons supporting them, then soon enough those cannons fired penetrating the walls. Some of my men even fell to their deaths in the field. As we were about to make a counter-attack a salvo of arrows came in towards our direction we didn't have time to take cover and so we suffered the hit directly. I was hit by my side but that didn't stop me and my men from recovering.
"(COUNTER FIRE!!)"
The men strung their bow sending fear down below us as we directly hit many enemies. we formed a quick defence formation at the top of the walls as the enemy started putting up their ladders for them to be able to climb the walls.
We quickly then pushed the ladders away sending those who are climbing to their doom but that didn't stop them as numerous more ladders were being put in place. Soon enough the enemy was able to climb up but was immediately stabbed by our knives and soon fell to his death.
Fighting ensues all around the top of the walls as the fight for the kingdom rages on. I brought out my sword and started fighting those who came up. A man that looks young probably in his teenage years came up I immediately tried to stab him with my sword but unfortunately, I was blocked. I swung it to his dies, then again it was blocked then I fake swinging it to his sides again, and as I thought he tried to defend his sides but it was a fake as I changed the direction of my blade and pierced him through the middle. He lies down the side of the wall, lifeless.
As we're soon being overwhelmed by the enemy, to which I contemplated to retreat down below the barricades. We suddenly then heard a loud explosion, the first we hear it, all of us turned pale and fear as it's an explosion that is similar to mage magic, but soon enough those worries were wiped out by the gentleness of the sun. Because the explosions happened at the enemy camp, we took the opportunity to push back the invaders away from the wall then pushed down the remaining ladders outside of the walls reach.
Then we watched over the horizon where another loud explosion came in, coming from the direction of the forest. There we saw large fireballs piercing through the skies, and seemingly whizzing through the air as it comes falls to the enemy. We couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and awe at what's happening.
To our surprise there came a flag and a horseman outside of the forest and as we looked closer at the flag there was a foreign flag which has a golden double-headed eagle stretching its wings while is standing on top of a bundle of sticks with golden stripes all around the eagle while having a background touch of royale blue. And then on its side, there was a flag that we hold dear to our hearts, possessing a soaring eagle through the skies with black stripes around the flying eagle with a touch of red in the background. Then it clicked on us and I immediately shouted.
"(REINFORCEMENTS!! THE KING HAS ARRIVED WITH HELP!!)"
As I watched through the men looking with joys in their eyes, I couldn't help but watch as the strange-looking iron carriages that the kings reinforcement possess, the other men couldn't also help but look in amazement for such a thing isn't being pulled by a horse, some believe it is done by magic, As we were contemplating on how it works, we then heard a sound that could break the innards of our ears coming from the direction of the iron carriages.
*BRRRRRRRRTTTTTT*
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Kaiser here thank you for reading this chapter, and I hope that you had a great time reading it, and I hope that I can still see you next time, until then. Enjoy!
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