Chapter 11 - The Smallest Important Battle In The History Of Samravia
"Here's what you're going do," Merek said. "Your family shall live if you let us get out of this castle so we can attack it some other day. As you know, anybody attacks, your family dies." Then he let out an unrealistic bad-guyish laugh. It was loud enough to wake a statue, and it lasted for so long that Merek ran out breath and choked for a moment. Unfortunately, he regained his breath.
"Grrr," grumbled Lord Leo. "Make way!"
Lord Leo turned to Merek. "As you know, you kill anyone in my family, your whole group dies, too.
Slowly and reluctantly, the crowd of soldiers parted, leaving a big space for Merek's group to walk through.
"Begone!" Lord Leo grumbled.
Walter heard many "but we were so close!"es and "dang it"s and "aww man"s, but there was no use. Merek's group would escape, and that was that. It was an unhappy day for everyone, including Merek, though he was grinning even more evilly. If not for Walter, he wouldn't actually need to escape. It's funny how he was satisfied, even though he hadn't actually gained anything in the end.
The bad guys went through the hallways of Lord Leo slowly, so everybody could take a good look at Lady Loreena and Alice as they went by.
It was as if the group of bad guys were sucking the happiness from the crowd. In fact, Merek's smile looked as though his lips had stretched all the way over his nose.
It took forever for the bad guys to get out of the keep, so you can imagine how long it took to get to the gate of the castle.
When the group of bad guys finally reached the entrance, Lord Leo immediately demanded that he release his family. Merek was a bad guy though, and everybody knows that bad guys never keep their promise. The good guys always fall for it, but I'm afraid it's a pattern that will be repeated in like every story in the future.
"I think I'll hold on to these two for a little more now," Merek said. "After all, I won't actually kill them. I might torture them, but not killing is not killing no matter what." Well, apparently, my characters keep their promises indirectly.
"Anyways, if I let your family go right now, you'd shoot me as I leave," Merek went on. "Well, good day people, we'll be OW!"
A stone from the general direction of the forest had flew through the air in the middle of Merek's speech and hit him on the back of the head. If you've ever had a stone hit your head, which I haven't, you've probably been in a lot of pain before. Lady Loreena was surprised too, but recovered to escape from Merek as he clutched the spot where the stone had hit him. The other bad guys were too busy smiling stupidly to catch her, and she scrambled to safety in the large mob of Hastian soldiers. The bad guys tried to close in on Alice to make sure she didn't escape, but as they walked towards her, an arrow flew out from the woods. It landed on the bald guy's head with a THWACK, and he dropped to the ground, dead.
"Kill her!" Merek yelled.
"Kill them" Lord Leo yelled, talking about Merek's soldiers.
Alice grabbed the bald person's battleaxe for no particular reason, and ran for it as the Hastians hastily charged into battle. Alice shouldn't have grabbed the battleaxe, because she was weighed down. The enemies quickly caught her and were going to slice her head off when the Hastian soldiers and the enemy clashed, and Alice accidentally dragged the end of her battleaxe onto the foot of the person trying to kill her.
I would like to say that this was a huge and bloody, hardly fought battle with two armies that were almost invincible, and that the Hastians almost lost, but then I would be lying. Actually, although I lie quite often, I mean, actually, the battle was quite one sided. It was the well-trained Hastian soldiers in full armor and swords and maces and shields, against a bunch of misfits that preferred to stab people's back and wore no armor or chain mail, armed with clubs, maces, sticks, and thick skulls. In fact, the battle was so small, it didn't even enter the textbooks, which Walter would've liked, because he would be able to learn about himself.
The battle was small. It was more like a skirmish. Walter tried to enter the battle but was disarmed within five seconds of battling an enemy. Every bad guy except Merek was killed. He had tried to escape and almost succeeded, but a few minutes after the battle, Ulric the ranger marched into the castle, holding Merek by the scruff of his neck with one hand, and his bow with his other. His quiver didn't have many arrows left. Merek tried to escape, but the ranger was probably immune to pain. He dropped his bow and poked Merek where the stone had hit him. Merek didn't try to escape after that.
"By the way," Lord Leo asked. "Was that person that threw the stone-"
"It was," said Ulric.
"I thought you were-" Lord Leo exclaimed.
"I didn't go with you to the keep because I knew the gate needed guarding," Ulric said. "I can't believe you didn't remember I wasn't there. Short term memory."
"It's hard to see someone disappearing, you know," Lord Leo began, but it was no use. Rangers are about to come back at you somehow. By the way, every story should have a moral, or lesson, and the sentence before this one is the moral.
Anyways, after the battle, a herald scanned the scene of the battle for Hastian deaths. It turned out that only 7 good guys had died, including the volunteer that was crushed by a rock. Everybody cheered and celebrated, not because they had died, but because Merek had been defeated at last.
"Grrr," grumbled Lord Leo. "Make way!"
Lord Leo turned to Merek. "As you know, you kill anyone in my family, your whole group dies, too.
Slowly and reluctantly, the crowd of soldiers parted, leaving a big space for Merek's group to walk through.
"Begone!" Lord Leo grumbled.
Walter heard many "but we were so close!"es and "dang it"s and "aww man"s, but there was no use. Merek's group would escape, and that was that. It was an unhappy day for everyone, including Merek, though he was grinning even more evilly. If not for Walter, he wouldn't actually need to escape. It's funny how he was satisfied, even though he hadn't actually gained anything in the end.
The bad guys went through the hallways of Lord Leo slowly, so everybody could take a good look at Lady Loreena and Alice as they went by.
It was as if the group of bad guys were sucking the happiness from the crowd. In fact, Merek's smile looked as though his lips had stretched all the way over his nose.
It took forever for the bad guys to get out of the keep, so you can imagine how long it took to get to the gate of the castle.
When the group of bad guys finally reached the entrance, Lord Leo immediately demanded that he release his family. Merek was a bad guy though, and everybody knows that bad guys never keep their promise. The good guys always fall for it, but I'm afraid it's a pattern that will be repeated in like every story in the future.
"I think I'll hold on to these two for a little more now," Merek said. "After all, I won't actually kill them. I might torture them, but not killing is not killing no matter what." Well, apparently, my characters keep their promises indirectly.
"Anyways, if I let your family go right now, you'd shoot me as I leave," Merek went on. "Well, good day people, we'll be OW!"
A stone from the general direction of the forest had flew through the air in the middle of Merek's speech and hit him on the back of the head. If you've ever had a stone hit your head, which I haven't, you've probably been in a lot of pain before. Lady Loreena was surprised too, but recovered to escape from Merek as he clutched the spot where the stone had hit him. The other bad guys were too busy smiling stupidly to catch her, and she scrambled to safety in the large mob of Hastian soldiers. The bad guys tried to close in on Alice to make sure she didn't escape, but as they walked towards her, an arrow flew out from the woods. It landed on the bald guy's head with a THWACK, and he dropped to the ground, dead.
"Kill her!" Merek yelled.
"Kill them" Lord Leo yelled, talking about Merek's soldiers.
Alice grabbed the bald person's battleaxe for no particular reason, and ran for it as the Hastians hastily charged into battle. Alice shouldn't have grabbed the battleaxe, because she was weighed down. The enemies quickly caught her and were going to slice her head off when the Hastian soldiers and the enemy clashed, and Alice accidentally dragged the end of her battleaxe onto the foot of the person trying to kill her.
I would like to say that this was a huge and bloody, hardly fought battle with two armies that were almost invincible, and that the Hastians almost lost, but then I would be lying. Actually, although I lie quite often, I mean, actually, the battle was quite one sided. It was the well-trained Hastian soldiers in full armor and swords and maces and shields, against a bunch of misfits that preferred to stab people's back and wore no armor or chain mail, armed with clubs, maces, sticks, and thick skulls. In fact, the battle was so small, it didn't even enter the textbooks, which Walter would've liked, because he would be able to learn about himself.
The battle was small. It was more like a skirmish. Walter tried to enter the battle but was disarmed within five seconds of battling an enemy. Every bad guy except Merek was killed. He had tried to escape and almost succeeded, but a few minutes after the battle, Ulric the ranger marched into the castle, holding Merek by the scruff of his neck with one hand, and his bow with his other. His quiver didn't have many arrows left. Merek tried to escape, but the ranger was probably immune to pain. He dropped his bow and poked Merek where the stone had hit him. Merek didn't try to escape after that.
"By the way," Lord Leo asked. "Was that person that threw the stone-"
"It was," said Ulric.
"I thought you were-" Lord Leo exclaimed.
"I didn't go with you to the keep because I knew the gate needed guarding," Ulric said. "I can't believe you didn't remember I wasn't there. Short term memory."
"It's hard to see someone disappearing, you know," Lord Leo began, but it was no use. Rangers are about to come back at you somehow. By the way, every story should have a moral, or lesson, and the sentence before this one is the moral.
Anyways, after the battle, a herald scanned the scene of the battle for Hastian deaths. It turned out that only 7 good guys had died, including the volunteer that was crushed by a rock. Everybody cheered and celebrated, not because they had died, but because Merek had been defeated at last.
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