8 Chapter 7

Under the moonlight, covered by clouds. A grin and hideous corpses lies on the ground and leaking a very unpleasant smell.

On the side of the road stands tall bushy trees that covers the deep forest.

After the tremor cause by Prince Arcade's sword. He pointed it on the Un soldiers, threatening them out of his anger.

With a wave of light emmiting from the blade of his sword, a white shadows of ghosts floats up in the mid air with an unbearable quivering of whispers and voices, echoing all around incoming from unknown location.

After the ghosts ascend to the sky, a brief moment has pass. The corpses became ashes, as it disintegrates on the ground leaving remnants of their clothing and armor.

A broken wagon and bones. With an amounts of arrows struck on the ground with their fallen shields.

Captain Arthur and Sergeant moved back on the vehicles, The engines were still roaring with a little amount of gas left.

Forming a depensive line and using their vehicles as their cover, a strategic line depensive line usually found in the modern soldiers when they are about to battle in a vulnerable areas where covers are limited and they are too exposed.

With their guns locked and loaded, The UN soldiers where looking at captain Arthur as sweats flowed out from their faces, waiting for his orders.

Outnumbered, but they can hold their ground against ancient weaponry, but magically empowered.

" Captain what's the plan?" Said Corporal Nathan who was sitting on a .50 bmg.

"Shh, hold tight, we have to see what's going on first," said Captain Arthur who was in dazed and confused but were still amaze in these happenings.

" I really see what's happening and no one is going to believed it!" Sergeant said.

All of them were speaking in a low tone voice, reading the atmosphere and tries not to make unnecessary sound.

"Hold it Sergeant! everyone just hold tight and don't engage....not yet!" Captain said to everyone around.

"Oh slap me Captain, " Sergeant said blatantly.

Corporal Nathan and the rest couldn't agree more, instead they have no choice but to followed Captain's orders since no one knows what's the next best move.

18 hours ago, corporal Nathan wad sitting on his favorite spot. watching the soldiers as they march along the tents and barracks. Along the barracks, an officer in a uniform were arguing with a woman in blond hair.

16 hours ago, he was sitting on his favorite chair sipping his coffee while reading a book in his favorite shades.

The song Sergeant was singing ( Mississippi Town ) followed by a band of soldiers. With the music of engines and helicopters, swaying a smoke of sand in the air.

A man speaking in Irani language. A soldier counting in a loud voice from afar. Corporal Nathan stood up as he is called by Sergeant for a briefing.

3 hours ago, they were being chased by machine guns and technicals. But now Corporal Nathan sits on a .50 BMR, waiting orders to start a slaughter on a medieval army marching towards them with their weapon pointed at them.

The man in golden armor were arguing with the three old man in different cloaks and robes. With their strange language that couldn't be translated loudly echoing from their to here.

A moment later of arguing, they finally reached into a conclusion and settled it in a agitative way.

The three old man looked disagreed on the man in golden armor who looked very mad.

He looked on the UN soldiers with his eye piercing and angry expression.

He shouted so loud like a thunder strike that the birds around startled and flee.

It was a warcry, a shout full of hate, a shout to begin a battle.

"This is it! " Corporal Nathan though to himself.

As the Medieval Army of knights points their spears shouldered on their sheilds, they walk towards them in pace, mentaining not to break their phalanx line.

Captain shouted in solid voice. " ENGAGE! ENGAGE!, fire your weapon but preserve your amo, one ammo per one head! "

Threatened, to kill or be killed. Captain Arthur finally gave the order to engage.

The noise of a gun makes roars and completely covered the shoutings and war cries. The sound of a metal shotting out of the chamber were clinging on the roof of the car to the ground.

As the flash of light travelled at a high speed towards the head of the enemy, they fall down one by one.

Corporal Nathan shakes as the recoils of a Browning Machine Gun every time he pulls the trigger, making him grind his teeth as he saw himself killing a man.

The knights fell down one by one, decreasing their numbers drastically. But still continuing to charge towards the UN Soldiers.

Their phalanx lines broke, They didn't expect this. With their metal armor and sheild couldn't protect them as the bullets pierce through it like a piece of soda can.

Their shoutings of pain and agony roars through the sky with the noises of a gun makes. Fresh blood covers the ground as a number of lifeless bodies piles on the ground covering it completely.