The Battle of Bloodied Hills

Beor looked at him and said

"I have to let you know we are all following what happened to your father only in different appearance."

Phansesis looked into the eyes of the great General and asked a question that was biting at him from the inside.

"why is the siege equipment even present."

Beor answered with

"this is a full scale assault on the Kiran Kingdom were the victors take the whole island"

he continued with explaining the death of Lord Kithlac.

Kithlac had been given orders to fight the invading Kiran force and had gotten everything put in order for a landslide victory, his army had the high ground and the better of the archers his men where veteran soldiers and all he had to do was wait.

just before the battle started though a message was delivered ordering him to take the offense, and being a man of orders charged head first into battle costing his life and the life of over 1,900 men.

the scary part was the amount he had killed was only 800 Kiran combatants, leaving around 1,200 soldiers to wait for reinforcements.

Phansesis was doing the mathematics on this and his thoughts were simple 1,200 plus half our force would be 14,000 troops but if they have more wouldn't it be a bad idea to advance.

"so why is this looking like my father's defeat again?"

Phansesis asked Beor, Beor stood up straight and responded with

"firstly myself wanted to do a defensive battle in hopes of counting their numbers so that I don't just run into a trap, secondly the same man that gave your father those orders took my command today at noon, Prince Fredrick the 2nd."

skipping forward to the morning as the sun shined over the horizon the Purtain army got up and ready for battle and walking towards the horizon the armies Calvary split from the main division. Phansesis led the front line for the infantry though his father had been a generally rich man he had never made armor for his son so Phansesis was dressed in a bronze chestplate with greeves and arm bands his shield was wooden and his helmet non, if it wasn't for the emblem in his chestplate one would believe he was a militia.

It was still darker in the forest so he and the infantry advanced slowly, the archers kept their position and they were but halfway into the forest when a cry was heard.

"Naaaaaaalaaaaaa!" and soon swords where being clashed in the middle of the infantries right flank as Phansesis and his men turned to see what the commotion was arrows flew all around them,bmen where dropping, screams and cries were heard from everywhere, Phansesis looked around almost in slow motion he saw Veterans with shields up in spread out formation trying to group up, he saw death all around him and Militia panicking while being slaughtered endlessly.

"To mee!" Phansesis cried "Rally on mee!" the veterans quickly formed up with a few Militia who weren't as panicked.

"shields up!"

Phansesis ordered to which they did without question.

"slow advance!"

they slowly pushed forward one step after the other, arrows flying from all around them, soon they came in on where the archers where.

"Break formation!"

at this all the archers stated to run but where easily cut down and after finishing with them Phansesis ordered

"form up and push back to help our comrades!"

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up on the hill Beor stood with a nervous look on his face, he heard the cries a few seconds ago and wondered if Phansesis was alright.

Then out of the forest came running Archers in disarray they came to the top of the hill with hardly any breath, the Sargent leading them spoke

"we are overwhelmed in the forest I am taking my archers and holding this hill from infantry advance."

Beor looked puzzled

"overwhelmed this early, son you must be mistaken the enemy doesn't have that many men?"

the Sargent looked at him with fear in his very soul

"they were all around us they hit us from the right and cut us off from the front, then we heard screams from the front that sounded like they had be decimated!"

all of this Beor took as a Sargent who was inexperienced trying to save his own skin, but Fredrick the 2nd didn't

"trebuchets! Catapults! aim for the Forrest hit it with everything you got!"

Beor's was enraged he quickly ran up to the Prince and said

"are you mad we have men down there we can't kill them if they die we loose this potion!"

The prince slapped Beor and yelled

"you are under my orders! you don't dare talk to your prince that way again!"

there was silence from the forest to which seemed to make everything still then a cry

"Raaaaaaaaaaaa!"

to which the prince responded by sending rocks and oil loose upon them, soon the very cry of victory was silenced by the screams of blood.

Phansesis had pushed back and as more and more men rallied to him they soon overcame the enemy force and after a breath silence they let out a victorious cry, the last thing Phansesis remembered was cracking noises in the trees above him and then he was knocked out.