T H E A D D E R S

Chapter 5

B L A D R I A N B L O O D B A T H
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The soldiers stood in lines of 50.  There were 50 lines of soldiers with the seahorse flying high above them. The King and His Son Dreabo stood in front of the lines with the morningstar and the club in their hands. Both were wearing shining mail made of pure silver.
"Bart,why did you say that?"
"Theres no other way Ad. We have to give this soldiers as bait. All the injured ones after that we can go in."
"Fuck. Bait. Brother these are fucking humam beings. They dont fit as bait."
"I know. But there is no other way. If we lose they will be tortured and killed. Its easy this way. They die for our country"
"Fucking Plan. "
Bart went upto Adden and put his hands on his shoulders and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Its bad I know. But there is no other way Ad. We will lose our country. Therre are 3000 wounded soldiers and 500 healthy ones if we bring out the 3000 they could destroy the first three planks."
"Utter Fuck. No other way. I ll tell Bols to line them up"
Adden went to Bols. Bart quitly slipped into the wild and took the box in his hand. He opened it and took out the medicine. It was the wizard in him who took the medicine and drank it. He threw away the bottle and came back to the battlefield. Bols was arguing with Adden Jacky and Trant were smoking and drinking hard ale.
Bart picked up his mail and put it on. His sword Deathbringer was sheathed and kept on the armoury table. The five brothers came together.
"There must be five groups. They should go one after the other. One of us should be on everygroup. In the first group I will be going you can decide who wants to go in the next groups."
"Fuck. No Bart. The first one is the most dangerous one you cant go in there. The Bladrians are going to butcher us Bastard"
"No. I am going . Bols Adden take it to the 2nd and 3rd Plank. Jack and Trant you are the fucking youngest of the Adders you must live on so protect yourselves first."
Bart went up the line and stood in front of the first line. On the other side the first line was filled with the strongest people . They were mounted and excellent swordsmen. The Adders had no horses so most of them were footmen. The warhorn sounded and the Bladrian line moved. Bart turned to the soldiers.
"We dont fucking need a warhorn. You know when the right time is we go in therr and fuck em up."
"YEAHHHHHHHHH" The sound of the soldiers cheering made Bart more less afraid of death.
"LETS GET IN THERE"
The Adders first line didnt move. They ran with Bart in front of them.
"Fuck. The fucking Adder is with them sire." The Head said to the King.
"Fuck him up."
The two lines met. Metalclashed against metal and blood came spurring out. Bart went in there and fought with the both of his hands. Soon there were hands and legs thrown out of the field. Bart trying to move swiftly to the next line. He slit the throat of his soldiers in front but his blood spurted out and blinded him. He couldnt see anything. He was attacked from behind but he put up the defense an d pushes his sword into the mans belly. He took it back with the mans guts and all that in it. Again an ax hit him on the back and he fell down. He did not have the time to wipe the fucking blood from his eyes.
Suddenly the fighting all stopped. All the Bladrian soldiers were suddenly butchered. Heads of the soldiers came flying. He saw Adden and Bols come in for him and picking him up.
"What the fuck did you do?"
"Nothing. Ad and I went out together since we didnt see you. The second line has moved in.
"Fuck. Ad get in there."
"What happened in there,Bart.?"
" i was fucking blinded. Blood got into my eyes."
"No. You got yourself killed. Just in time we came more than 20 fucking swordsmen were trying to kill you. We fought em off. Bloody motherfuckers"
"God Forbid. I have to get back in there. We already lost the first line. What about the second line?"

"The first one isnt lost,Bart. They fought very bravely than we expected them to. Most of the first line in Bladrias was ruined. When the second line were on their way I sent ours second line. So before they got in here we got ourselves crowded and they felt fucking cornered. They are being butchered right now. With Adden in the front we can win this war Brother"
"Oh fuck. Good Strategy. But we have one  more problem they have fucking fifty lines Bols. We have only goddamn 30 lines. We are fucked up again. "
"No. They have fifty lines of fifty soldiers each. While we have 30lines of 100 soldiers each. We are leading Brother. I know its hard to believe but its fucking true."
Bart sat on the edge of the world with most of his body covered in blood. His sword was lying by his side drowning in its own pool of blood.
"Fuck. What am I doing Bols?"
Bols didnt hear the sound but he heard the sound from the high horn.
"What in the goddamn fucking world was that?"
He turned to look at Bart and he wasnt there. Neither was his sword.
"Fuck."
Bols picked up his ax and walked to the battle. Soon he was covered with the guts and entrails of men doomed to die. Everyman who came his way was severed savagely. Bart was fighting hard and trying to keep the blood away from his eyes. Adden was on his side.
"What the fuck was that horn,Adden?"
Bart shouted when the soldiers stopped coming at them.
"Oh Fuckk. Its a damn Stepola. The horn of Victory."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Its meant to surrendering Bart. They fucking surrender. "
Bart looked at the man on top of the trailer who was blowing the horn. Bols looked at Bart and dropped his axe. But they were fucking wrong. Most of the soldiers on the Adders side had dropped the weapons. On that moment the Bladrians dropped their twenty lines on them. They were 1000 men and and The Adders were 400 in number. They were crowded upto the arse. No one could even move. The Bladrians almost butchered them. Bart was pushed back in the first run. He fell back and soon they were people stamping on him. Adden was also injured,he flew out in the air and landed on  the ground. Only Bols stood his ground. He severed peoples head and neck all. Bart was severely injured. He was stabbed in the abdomen and there was a lot of bleeding. Adden stood up and went back into battle with Bols. Jacky and Trant took Bart back into the Camp.
"Fuck. This is bad. "
There was blood everywhere. The blade had been pushed into the stomach hard. The intestines and all that could be seen.
His leg was also broken during the fall. In fact he was fucked up bad. Jacky took up the whisky and poured it all over the wound. They had to put a cloth in his mouth to stop him from screaming. Meanwhile Bols still stood his ground ,all the lines of Dresbo had fallen together. So the number was almost equal. But the first crowding hit The Adders so hard that most of the warmen lost their ground. Bols hacked all the men who was in front of him. Bart was unconscious but he had said Adden to join Bols. Ar first they thought that the war was lost but the worst soldiers proved to be the most effective. The Bladrians Head Commander was slain by Bols. He was in front of the kings horse now. His ax dripping with blood and guts. He was wounded in almost all parts of his body. Soon Adden also came upto him.
"How is Bart?"Bols asked sliding the blood away from the weapon.
"Fucked up bad. Just rescued him in time. He had almost destroyed the first and second lines. But the fucking crowding pushed him back."
"I know. Its the only reason that we fucking won. The first and second lines were filled with the best soldiers in the army. Almost all the other lines were filled with green boys and old men whose blood had been dried up."
"Hmm. "
They both turned back and saw the ravaging battle. The Dresbos were hacking and cutting the Bladrians. The Battle was in their hands now. They both looked up at the King and his son standing atop the horses.
"Its time,Bols"