Lord Ronalla sat atop his great chair inside his great hall, his advisors flanking him on both sides looked down upon the messenger whom Damon had se
" State your business or begone " Ronalla barked at the messenger.
The messenger then composed himself before announcing,
" Hear the words of Lord Damon des Merula, Lord of the Merula plains, I am coming to claim my rightful properties , the mines of Ronalla. You are to withdraw all your men and staff within the week or risk conflict."
"Look at this, the boy sends his dog to order me .
A boy that is yet to grow hair in his nether regions , a boy that has won no battles dares to order me the lion of the east". He then turned to the messenger
" Tell your master that the only thing that he would ever mine in his entire life the shit that comes out of my ass. And tell him to gather whatever measly forces he can to take the mines if he can."
After riding nonstop , by evening the messenger knelt before Damon and gave his report in one word " he chose war my Lord".
That evening Damon stood on top of a platform with Barksdale standing beside him to address the soldiers who were all neatly lined up and tense with anticipation.
" We are about to face and enemy who outnumber us greatly and I know how afraid many of you are. Remember your training, believe in God and trust in me and your path would be lightened with laurels.
In darkness, you shall be the light,
In times of doubt, you shall keep faith,
In throes of rage, you shall hone your craft
In vengeance, you shall have no mercy ,
In the midst of battle, you shall have no fear,
And in the face of death, you shall have no remorse.
We go forth to liberate, we go to bring order
Glory to God "
In reply three hundred and eighty men and women of the army shouted back
"Glory to God " throwing up a roman salute.
A week later the army had made camp two miles outside of the city of Ronalla. The camp consisted of watchtowers and a wall surrounding the camp.
A total of three hundred and eighty soldiers were present with twenty five canons. Five men per cannon.
The next day they noticed some movement outside the city. And according to the scouts, they were numbered about three thousand men many of whom were conscripts and only about a thousand knights present on the battlefield.
According to reports from the spies stationed in Ronalla, Lord Ronalla had at least one thousand five hundred knights. This meant that there was another five hundred enemy combatants still inside the city.
By high noon the enemy were prepared and started matching towards Damon's army. Immediately they crossed the into the range of the cannons Damon gave the order and the cannons roared to life firing at an average of two canon Balls per minute.
Those on the receiving end of the canons paid no heed when they heard the sound of the canon until it was too late. One of the knights was talking loudly about what he was going to do with his loot after the days battle and without warning a cannon ball hit him squarely on the head crushing and dismembering his head, spraying blood on those who were around him .
Immediately panic took over " what sort of long range magic is that".
During the next volley they were prepared as the mages among them formed magic shields as protection but the result was the same,.
Those who encounterd the steel balls were the lucky ones because as it hit the magic barrier the velocity was slowed down and although it broke the barrier, the kill rate was greatly reduced.
The anti magic tungsten balls on the other hand wreaked havoc on the crowd as the magic barrier seemed non existent, and with the density of the tungsten the kill rate was higher than others.
At five hundred meters their opponents were put into another meat grinder as canister shots were fired in quick succession, the minie balls shredded every one that the came in contact with .
At three hundred meters Damon and the red guards moved to meet them mid way , bringing the fight to them. The army was instructed to hold the line and to kill anyone who got past him and the red guard.
Damon and the red guard immediately plowed through the enemy lines , cutting through men like hot knife through butter.
Even the men from Merula watched in awe as their enemies were crushed by the blade of their Lord .
Within twenty minutes between one hundred and two hundred men had fallen to Damon and his red guard coupled with the casualty from the artillery and the fact that there was no casualty on the Merulan army , the war could be said to be going well seeing as non of their magical abilities had been used .
After a while the conscripts from Ronalla started retreating causing another round of chaos on the battlefield. It was then that captain Jonas started shouting,
" Lay down your weapons , surrender and you would be saved , resist and then die".
Many people choose to surrender at that moment but others ran off heading for the city .
The first person that reached close proximity with gate had his head slashed open. Then another voice was heard , this time it was a man in a golden armor and red cape . He seemed to be commander of the Ronalla army. " Kill any one who tries to retreat".
The soldiers were now caught in-between the proverbial devil and the Sea. They knew that if they kept resisting that it would mean their death and if they tried retreating it would also cause their death.
The most rational thing they had to do was to surrender to the Merulan army, at least then their lives would be spared and that exactly what happened.
Some of the regular soldiers were then asked to facilitate the capture of the enemy soldiers but then something unexpected happened, a fire ball the size of a gym exercise ball was fired by the Ronallan commander but before it could land on the crowd a female red guard jumped up and slashed at the fireball with her anti magic sword, causing the fireball to dissipate.
The womans name was Harriet but her actions at that moment would earn her a new name amongst fellow soldiers and cause enemies in future to quake in their boots , she was now known as "THE FLAME EATER".