warhammer. male prince reader insert.

chapter 5

The dwarves begin to help Y/n's engineering corp learn how to manage the designs of Skitek. The new caravan is massive and has many mobile structures to be pulled by massive beasts the ogres use as cavalry.  One of these structures is a kitchen the ogres use to process meat and cook for the caravan. 

While the caravan can move longer than most armies. It still requires rest for the beasts towing the small structures. 

The army however will be called to arms in defense of the empire. Vlad Von Carstein has attacked the empire.  But the timing could not be worse as the norscans launch an invasion from the north.  This is however the perfect test of the caravan.

Y/n begins his march back home. His caravan moves smoothly towards the border princes. 

Y/n rides ahead with Wallo to scout ahead to see if there is any blockages in the way.

They hear the chilling sound of screams of pain. They rush to the source to see an unusual sight. A massive beastman stuck inside a bear trap.

Wallo: By Sigmar. A beastman Gor! I'd almost mistake him for a minotaur for a moment.

Y/n: He is wounded.

Wallo: Good, all those bastards deserve.

Y/n couldn't help but feel empathetic as he rides toward the beastman.

Wallo: Are you serious?! Don't even think about it!

Y/n approached as he got off his horse. The beast man saw him and tried to break free and run away, but couldn't.

Y/n: Hail, beastman.

The beastman falls over and continues to try and remove the trap.

Beastman: Go away! Leave me alone!

Wallo: Y/n, these monsters do nothing but butcher innocent people! I know what you are about to try, and I object!

Y/n approaches the beastman and with his hands prys the bear trap off. The beastman looks at Y/n with shock as Wallo draws his sword.

Y/n: Go on, be free. Maybe one day you will see that your gods only care for themselves.

The beastman looks at Y/n before limping away. Wallo sheathed his blade.

Wallo: I swear, you are either the bravest, or most insane man I could've met. 

Y/n: Sometimes crazy is what you need for advancement. Let's head back to the caravan.

The two head back and soon they make it to the border between the empire and Sylvania.

The army begins to march into the harsh undead lands as they are met head on by an army of the dead.

Y/n scrambles his men out in front of the caravan.

Y/n: Protect the caravan!

Skitek chuckles as he pulls levers to reveal defensive turrets that pop out of the roofs of the structures. Skaven man the turrets that open fire, burning and shredding the undead horde. 

The horde closes in and the battle truly begins, Y/n's forces go on the defensive with a shield wall as the ogres hold back to destroy any stragglers. 

The turrets cause the enemy to be destroyed in minutes and they continue to castle drakenhorf. They plan to cut the head off the snake in this scenario.

They lay siege to the castle and prepare themselves for any army that might try to relieve the defenders. 

Vlad and Isabella are in the castle and look out to see the attacking army. They do not seem worried in the slightest. 

Now it is a waiting game. Plenty of time for conversation. 

Y/n notices Vogg eating some meet and decides to join him, grabbing a steak of venison. 

Y/n: Vogg, if you don't mind me asking. I'd like to know more about the ogres.

Vogg chuckles.

Vogg: We're not that Intresting really.  You feed an Ogre you'll get loyalty, starve them and they will eat you.  Our culture is mostly mercenary. Goes better that way really.

Y/n: Then why join me then?

Vogg: *sigh* I don't know, maybe I just want my people to be something else.  My ogres follow me, but they are blind to what they are.  Me on the other hand, am fully aware.  Our god, the great maw only cares for us when we feed it. It fits us very well.

Y/n: Well, maybe we can change that.

Vogg: You can't change nature.

Y/n: But you can nurture it.

Vogg laughs.

Vogg: You are a strange one. But I like that about you! Most of your people wouldn't even imagine to do what you are doing.

Y/n: That's what I've been told before. And I am aware that it may backfire time to time. But I will not give up easily.

Vogg: Then eat! You will need your fill for the battles to come! And my sword will swing against your enemies. 

Vogg grabs a large goblet and begins to chug alcohol.

Vogg cheers as he finishes the drink.

Vogg: Let our enemies fill our bellies and our thirst quenched with their blood!

Y/n chuckled and finished his steak.

Y/n: It was a nice talk my friend. I'm going to rest now.

Vogg nods and Y/n walks off.

The stage is set, but will Y/n finally finish this old threat to the empire?