Northern Germany, 1282:
Siegfried was shivering, although he tried not to show it. The cold of the north felt unnatural after the years he had spent under the mild mediterranean climate. His Army was supposed to be near Rome, not out here in the North. But then there was not yet any Franconian Army in the viccinity so it fell to him to defend the northern boder of his former house against the Danes, whom he much to thank for.
The forces arrayed against him were few in numbers, but he was curious to find out the effectiveness of these handguns first-hand. He deployed in the usual fashion and decided to advance on the enemy quickly, lest those new fire weapons proved to be as devastating as the rumours he had heard.
The Danish advanced too and immediatelly received a volley of bolts from the Imperial Pavise Crossbows. Siegfried chuckled to himself as another volley hit the Handgunners. His foot soldiers were already closing in on the men, while his cavalry had made a large sweep around the enemy. The Handgunners hadn't fired a single shot yet and already their men were falling to Imperial bolts.
Siegfried watched from afar as his infantry engaged the Handunners, who started fleeing towards a small wood behind them. The rest of the Danish troops, one unit of Spearbearers, tried to hold of the Imperial onslaught, but it was to no avail. They were quickly butchered, while the cavalry did the same to the Handgunners until they fled in earnest.
Some devastating new weapons, thos handguns must be. The enemy hadn't fired one single shot. So much for this deadly new invention called gunpowder.
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