Chapter Twenty: Hatred's Destiny (Part Two)
(From the Runic book:)
Spring 382AD
Its over. Finally, its over. As i sit here and look at the clear skies i see peace and beauty in the restored Sun. And as i look over the field of chaos i see death and destruction all over, burning trees, dessicated corpses, and the burning bodies of undead and demons. I think to myself that at least no one will ever have to go through this again.
Attila is finally dead. And the Huns in the Roman Empire destroyed for good. I will do my best to relate the events of the past days in this book to the best of my abilities.
About a week ago we continued our pursuit of the Huns towards the coasts of Gaul. We finally caught up with them outside of a forest only 30 miles from the coast, which i believe they did not know to be there. Otherwise they would have outflanked us to continue towards Hispania or Italy. Anyways the Huns took up positions outside of a forest to try and funnel us towards their undead.
However what they didn't count on was the fact the the Roman infantry could manage to fight within the woods well. They were to march through the woods and ambush the Huns from behind...
...while we were to hammer them towards the ambush.
I rode with the High King's guard and the other cavalry. As the battle began we surged forwards towards the Huns.
The fighting was brutal. These were no slaves or undead but pureblooded Huns, and they fought like it. Many good Germans were killed bringing down the Hunnic heavy cavalry.
However in the woods things were not going as well as we expected. The Huns, seeing what was about to happen, sent their undead into the woods after the Romans. This light troops moved twice as fast as the Roman heavy soldiers could within the dense trees. As such they pinned down thee Romans. It was then that Attila must have gotten the idea to use his cavalry in what is possibly the most insane stroke of brilliance since Megas Alexander. His cavalry poured into the woods and somehow got the upper hand on much of the Roman army. This forced us to move into the woods to save the Roman army from total destruction. It was barley enough for we rescued a Roman army torn to bits, but still willing to fight on. The fight then shifted again. The Veiled Elves, the highest order that an Elf can aspire to, came under heavy attack by a band of Heavy Hunnic cavalry. We expected them to be destroyed. however they fought off their attackers. rallied the rest of the archers to them and started raining death amongst the Huns. The Huns in return rained death upon the archers.
Then Attila himself entered the field. Immediately the battle swung in their favor as his guard destroyed a full band of spear men, and a cohort of Romans as well. However the High King saw this and immediately charged Attila's men. When we collided with them it was the most brutality i think i have ever seen.
Then the High King was flung from his horse. He fell to the Earth and was immediately stomped upon by one of the demon horses. The hoof crushed his skull in. And so, Harmazez, High King and defender of Germania, was taken into the next world. Even so the men kept fighting, for they refused to give in when they were so close to finally putting an end to the Hunnic threat to their families once and for all.
There was death everywhere. In desperation the demons set the trees aflame. Many, many men, undead and even a few demons, burned to death due to this act. As the Huns fled out of sheer terror, Attila broke off and went after them to rally as many as he could.
He began braking harsh, evil words. Immediately the entire force halted and regrouped. However this is what in the end doomed them. For they had stopped in front of the burning forest, and the archers, led by the Veiled Elves and Runic Hand, had surrounded them. They poured three sets of arrows into the grouped Huns. Attila died from one of those arrows.
The sky immediately shattered and began to return to normal. The undead exploded or turned on the Huns themselves until they dissolved all the way. Black flames erupted from nowhere. Trees shattered, bodies exploded. All was chaos on the battlefield.
The arrows didn't stop until all the Huns were dead at that point.
And so it ended. It finally ended. We spent the next three day resting in the cool spring air and regrouping form our wounds. The Roman had lost many, many brave men to these demons. This was probably their greatest victory in ages.
However i must go now for there are many things left to attend to. One of the biggest ones is the Ascension of the new High Queen.
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