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A Tale of Blood
Thorgat surveyed the field. His horde has fought with him maney times before and this would be no differant. The field was open, the downpour of rain has turned the field to mud and puddles but this did not bother Throgat.
The fog that had been blinding him all day finaly showed its first sign of lifting. When he looked out he saw a bretonian force, 2000 strong, 500 Horsemen and 1500 or so foot soliders. He didn't notice any archers, this pleased him he knew he would fight with them face to face, he was over due.
He looked out onto his horde he saw his battle group or chosen chaos knights he had fought side by side with for years. Next nearly 1000 warriors and another 1000 maraders, every single soldier bearing the mark of his god, Khorne. Towering over the rest were a dozen spawns. He knew his force was maney times supperior to the bretoninans.
After a long stand off the Bretonians suddenly broke into a charge. Thorgar knew what he was doing he waited until they were close, then at the top of his lungs shouted "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD, IN HIS NAME CHARGE!"
The knights hit the chaos line first, The first 100 died almost instantly but the the more hit the harder they seemed to kill. Thorgat shouted to his battle group to move in on the knights.With that their chaos steeds broke into a fast run.
Throgat reached to his side and took out his massive blood stained sword. Not a second too soon to slice a Knight of the realms head clean off. He threw himself at the knights thrusting his blade into another knights heart, before ripping it out and slashing another finely made suit of bretonian heavy armour to pieces. The returning blows simple bounced off his shield, this was no fight. After cleaving another knight into two, the knights broke out of combat. Every able warrior followed after them cutting them down to the man.
The group who near him then noticed a regiment of men at arms charging them. Thorgat took no intreast in this foe instead noticed a regiment of grail knights slaghtering maraders no more than 30 feet from him, with that he withdrew his knights and charged. By the time he reached them the maraders were dead, Thorgat did not worry they were expendable infact he would almost rather see the weak killed.
The grail knights were not as easly over come. Thorgat met eyes with their champion. Thorgat moved to his position decapiteing a horse and cutting its rider in two.
The champions sword met his own. Both men fought with amazing skill. Thorgat brought his sword down on his opponent, knight forced his sword up in time to block it but to Thorgats pleasure the sword broke under his strength, so did the knight.
The knights fought well but the chaos warriors started moving for them. At that moment Thorgat noticed somthing on his flank. Another bretonian force ! This one he guessed to be 1000 knights.
His new oponenent were in full charge. When they hit the chaos line the in two, A larger force still strong and Thorgat, his knights and warriors. Thorgat kept fighting When he finished the last grail knight he manuvered his horse strait into the new knights of the realm. He was surrounded. Yet all he could think about was his fight.
This was a much harder fight these knights were tough. Yet he still cut them down with ease. From across the frey he noticed a Bretonian lord cutting down his warriors, with all his arnger he charged at him.
The well trained lord blocked Throrgats blow then he spoke "So you will fight me face to face thorgat ? I will purge you for trying !"
With that the knight returned a blow thorgat broght his shield to deflect it, returning a blow the the lords mount killing it on contact. The champion of chaos stepped down to meet the commander at his level. When the lord stood Thorgat was already tower over him.The chaos lord threw his shield to pick up a flail one of his warriors had dropped.
Thorgats flail fell on the man but was blocked by the now battered shield, only to have it knocked away by the mans sword. Thorgat used his sword to stab the man in his shield arm, instantly forcing him to drop his shield.
The two warriors stood looking at eachother thorgat was a good 2 feet taller than the lord. Both warriors had seen many battles and for one this would be their last. Thorgat made the first move. He swung his sword only to have it blocked by the lord after a deadly exchange of blows Thorgats fist made contact with the mans face, stunning him for an instant. Thorgat took advantage of this thrusting his sword into his opponents chest.
The broken body of the lord seemed to horrify the knights. The proud warriors finaly ran away. The day was won for Thorgat. Looking around at the beaten and battered bodys of the fallen warriors he knew he had won the favor of his gods. Yet he had lost almost all of his host he had won. And that was all that mattered.
The next day he mounted up and moved on to continue on his quest.
Good, but does your hero use a flail one handed?
yea at that part hes using his sword and a flail in both hands