章節 153: Battle Of Five Armies
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It had been a week or two since our envoy to the capital returned to us announcing the former king's whore's decision, choosing not to pick side and indicating her intent to ride the winning leader as validation of their right to claim the throne as they rule by her side.
Just what you would expect of a slut queen.
I'm surprised she didn't just up and open her legs then an there offering herself to all the envoys at once promising all of them the right to the throne.
As more and more vitrol was spew for in his mind, this noble commander was incredibly vexxed, just days ago while he and his army were marching towards the capital his scout revealed that the other nobles had the same idea as he, and now the race was one.
The first to claim the capital would gain a major advantage, however you didn't want to arrive first unless you could claim it before the others arrived where you could be attacked in the back while still fighting against the capitals defenders itself.
And now just a few days later the worst had come to pass.
4 armies had arrived within hours of one another.
Each had set to setting up their camps upon discovering the presence of the others.
At this time, there would be no way to claim the capital first without first eliminating these other pests.
Numerours letters and meetings were being held all over as various deals, proposed alliances, and threats were dealt to the camping armies.
When finally the diplomatic dust settled it seemed their would be 2 sides to this conflict, as the Royalist, and Rebel factions had aligned with their own against the other.
Battle lines formed, and eventually thousands of men armed with swords, spears and shields charged out, staining the green fields before the capital red with their blood.
We outnumber the enemy so it is our victory, it is only a matter of time.
"Sir, Sir!!!" <Runner>
Just then a runner came scrambling towards the lord seated atop his horse overlooking the battlefield.
"What is it?" <Lord>
"It's Lord Bracon his men have betrayed us!" <Runner>
Turning his vision towards the armies flank, he could see the truth the the runners words as their left flank had turned 90' and was now rushing into the side of the battle lines, while at the same time the enemy force shifted and began drawing out their own battle line, moving further to the right.
With this lords betrayal an encirclement of his army was occur quickly before his eyes.
"Traitorous bastards!" <Lord>
His army having been given the signal for a strategic retreat began pulling back attempting to prevent the encirclement.
Both side were exhausted after hours of constant fighting, and it was at this moment they all realized they had fallen into someone else's trap.
TUUUUUUT Tututu
Various horns sounded from all around these fighting men.
And from the distance emerged a massive battle line that stretch to the horizon spread out.
A sly tactician had seen the others movements and chosen to hold back his force, camping a bit away from the capital, and doing a light march to close the distance so that his men would be fresh and ready while their opponents had all but exhausted their strength and would be unable to stop what was about to happen.
What remained of the 4 armies were still locked in combat with one another, while their commanders cried out attempting to break them from their stupor, but it was to late.
The newly arrived army has begun it's march, closing the net on the combatants, and by the end the encirclement was completed, the exhausted men for a time fought on but when it was clear they would lose, hundreds, then thousands threw down their weapons in surrender taking a knee.
In time all four armies had been beaten down and forced to surrender, the fifth army taking up position around then while some quickly strode through to remove the dropped weaponry of those who'd surrendered, and those who'd died already.
Any who rose from kneeling was killed by sword or arrow, even those clamouring for noble amnesty as is their right.
Once the field was cleared of arms and armament, the enemy commander appeared, he was riding upon a black steed, wearing armour not of a style seen in Carthage.
This man raised his hand before dropping it down.
With that he left, while his men began moving.
Those who'd surrendered were at first confused but then hundreds of arrows were fired and those in the centre realized they were in a killing field the enemy was taking no prisoners and now they had no way to defend themselve.
Due to the size of their force the slaughter took hours more to complete with only a few managing to break the encirclement only to then be cut down by archers or chasing cavalry.
The victorious army made no cheers, but instead when signalled formed up once again into ranks and marched away from the ocean of flesh towards the captial.
Within hours it's own interior began to match the fields outside as the invading army put all remaining inhabitants to the sword without question.
But a singular thought entered everyone's mind when the deed was done.
"Where are all the people?"
they did not question this at first thinking they were all in hiding but, as they scoured the city only finding a couple thousand people they became confused, and it was not until they joined their commander in arriving at the docks they truly realized what had happened.
The commander dismounted and began slaying his own men in anger, shouting expletives to the sky against the gods.
Carthage's greatest strength, her navy had been stolen, where their people had taken the Great Fleet was unknown at this time, but as it stands now Cartgage was weak, weaker than it had ever been before.
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