Zlord battles

chapter 6:escape

Chapter 6: escape

             Authors note: Well, iv stoped making this series, it seems that no one reads it, cause i havent gotten a vote on this chapter. So if you like it, please comment on hear and i will continue writing it, thank you!

It was time. The elite had already begun to draw the Russian forces towards his Promolong. With 5 groups of a thousand working, the enemy would arrive at different times, and much weaker. The Russian were chasing them in 5 groups of 55 000 armies. Although, by the time they arrived, they were down to 30 000- 40 000 each group. And when the 20 000 archers up on the cliffs began to shoot, the Russians were defenceless. They were dropping like flies. The pass was getting buried in dead body’s. But when this was over, Z would use the warblers to clean it up. And after this massive blow the Russians suffered, they would be weak. And very easy to destroy. As soon as the army was defeated, Z sent his archers and warriors out, they would camp around 2 of the fortresses. With the catapult coming down from the passes right now, they would also join the archers.

By the next morning the elite were well rested and ready to fight. He had them join the group of archers, and he catapults left the day before, so they would arrive there about the same time. Oh yes, the invasion had begun!

When he arrived at the battle, the elite had already dispatched the enemy archers. And were currently destroying the warriors and cavalry. In less than 5 mints the battle was over. And he brought up his catapults. Just in range, but far enough so that enemy archers would be unable to reach it. With a few elite in front to protect the catapults, and a few thousand warriors in front of that, the catapults were surrounded by allied forces, that would protect them if something went wrong.

But nothing did go wrong. The Russians would never know what happened. They surrounded the place the day before, no messengers could have gotten out, or they would have been killed.

“fire!” Z screamed to the catapults. As he eagerly awaited the destructive power of the flaming  rocks to crash into the walls, to crumble the last bit of hope those insignificant people had! He would destroy their last hope, right before destroying them!

He watched in satisfaction as the rock crumbled the enemy walls. And as the walls fell, he could see the chaos within the fortress. People were frantic, running for their lives. Doing everything that they could to try and stay alive. But as soon as they fled out of the castle, his elite sent an arrow threw them. He watched as not a single life was left alive. The glee in his eyes were so frightening, you could scare away an army with it. When the slaughtering was over Z could feel the hatred those family members would feel towards him. It made him feel good. It made him feel powerful! Not a single person could stop him now! Not a single soul, right?

As he had his forces pack up and begin to move towards the next fortress on the list. He could feel his excitement as his forces neared the next fortress. They would siege that one rather than destroy it. His elite would kill the defences, and than his catapults would break open the gates. And as his archers and warriors surged inwards they would capture all the people that lived there. They would use them as slaves, force them to cook for them. Force them to feed his forces. By morning he would have slaughtered them all. And than they would move on and destroy the next fortress, and than siege the one after it. Day after day, it would be the same. Up until the time when the Russian general dose something about him. But until than, he would enjoy this, oh how he would enjoy this!

However during the night Z was awoken by his sentry, a solder that was on night watch. The sentry had discovered a group of Russian solders that were moving towards them.  Moments later they came threw the bushes. They were surrounded. Z knew that solders were going to be sacrificed. With an enemy force of 4 000 surrounding them, there was no way they could escape. Not to mention his forces were all asleep. He would suffer massive losses. But he knew he had to act fast, so he sounded the horn. His forces awoke at an instant, grabbing their weapons they were ready in seconds. But not before the first volley of arrows landed. The casualties were more limited, luckily, due to the fact his forces were more scattered. Soon after the second volley of arrows hit his forces, the enemy was annihilated. It was fast, because he had over 25 000 archers, the enemy was  destroyed in seconds.