Fearless

dai 12 shō

“There they are, sound the horn, we’re under attack!” One of the Lizardman lookouts yelled, another rushing over to a large horn, issuing several somber baritone blasts, echoed by other horns spread throughout the valley. “There it is, we’ve been spotted, to battle men!” The brilliant golden armor clad woman shouted. “It’s time, time for nyem to pay.” Rue growled, looking out over the field,  still filled with rage. “Rue’s ben MIA for a whil, and we’re alredy riding to battle?” Claremont asked. “We have no choice, we have to trust that we are able to find her after this.” Iris responded, adjusting her mage cards and drawing an extravagant crystal sword from its sheath. Looking towards both sides of the battlefield from their hidden vantage point Rue noticed that those on horseback in the Church of Golden Blessing’s army were pushing their horses beyond the horses limit, marking them as easy targets, the foot soldiers were going much slower, but protected within a tortoise formation. “Are those golems, they’ve got golems?  How’s that fair.” A lizardman to the side of Iris complained, right before the first hit a CGB horseback unit. “The golems are ours, charge!” Iris cried with a spark of joy. Though that joy was shattered as chaos broke out when the golems started attacking one another. Looking out to the centerland however, Iris could see a golem with what appeared to be a humanoid ally, carving a line through other golems, only to be ambushed and thrown to the ground by an opposing golem and humanoid ally, who had used the golem to camouflage themselves with the ground. Blood roared through Rue’s ears, immense hatred boiling deep in their bones as they began their attack, oblivious of the united forces of Lizardmen, Ogres and assorted named beings being forced back around them. Iris, upon seeing the singular soldier in the midst of enemy troops, gained an idea on how to change the tide of the battle. “Rally around that warrior, let their bravery seep through our bones and let us repel this foul force from our lands!” She screamed with the subsequent cheer from her men as they once more began their forward march. “Kill that soldier, seeing them is making an impression on those monsters.” Gatil screamed, more with fear than anger, as he could see that soldier carving their way through his men straight towards him. “To Gatil’s flank now men!” the brilliant golden armor clad woman cried, noticing the danger Gatil’s unit was under, not realizing the danger she was putting her own unit in. The united forces seeing their enemies reinforcing other flanks took an advantageous route to divide the opposing army in two. “Those fools. Men, defensive positions!” the leader of the now cutoff part of the army shouted.