NOVEL WEB Chapter 9: Chapter 7: Drag them to Hell!
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"The besieging army is starving!" Captain Fatha explained the situation to his General. The enemy remained within their walls, Fort Mandadah, with an army three times the number of that of the besieging.
They spread their army at the back of the fortress creating a cauldron that have enabled them to bring in fresh supplies of food and men. The fortress called Mandadah is occupied with an army three times the number of the Chaotic Fiery Army that sits outside its walls, executing a siege.
This army of both male soldiers and mages were issued a strict order by the Sisterhood to not attack the enemy army that have their city under siege as long as their army remained small and do not increase. They would not engage in battle as long as the enemy do not increase in number or try to cut their supply route to reestablish the siege.
"This war is hopeless! The enemies are more than us, and they are receiving fresh supplies of men and food every day. At least if the full army was with us in this siege, we would have been able to siege the entire city. But those other generals rather turn their army into the farmers and grow crops.
"The others, where are they?" Khann requested "The other four generals merged their army and decided to settle down." Responded captain Fatha. "I asked where are they not what they are doing!" Khann reprimanded his captain, Fatha.
"They are settled down in a city called Doom. The city is about a day walk from here, Fort Mandadah." "Great, prepare two horses, you and I are heading there early tomorrow morning so we can reach before night fall." "General I urge you to reconsider. Those general would do anything to get ahold of your army. When the army was divided, your fatheri share was the largest, and well equipped. Those generals tried bribing some men who decided to follow your father, however, their offers were all rejected.
"These men were all loyal to your father that's why they refused those other generals offers of wealth and lands. Please general, reconsider." "What are you saying captain Fatha? Is my army no longer loyal to me?" "No, that's not what I'm saying, general. "General, what I'm saying is that this campaign has broken the spirit of all the men in this army- look at us, the besiegers, we are being fed by the hands of our enemies, the besieged.
"General all hope of winning this campaign is LOST- the enemy is three times our number." "Faith captain, have faith. I conquered the unconquerable settlement of Moldiva, I also, with you all by my side, conquered the old fortress of Hungheads. Is this fortress any different?" Said General Darklord. He was angry but his last words sounded like he was sincerely asking, and not being sarcastic.
"Yes General, this fortress, this land, this our foe, all are different from the last. In those other campaigns, the battles were fought only between male soldiers; this one is comprised of both ,male and mages. My lord, these mages are gods in the embodiment of females. You yourself have seen what they are capable of." At the mention of this General Darklord eyes twitched, causing his captain, Fatha, to draw back. Those eyes, there were something wrong with them- something that Captain Fatha could not fathom. They were so dark, so cold, so... dead. His eyes were dead.
"The mages have established themselves as gods. The last time a mage bled was seven years ago, when she was caught performing dark rituals beneath the Tower of Mages, Magenta, with the bodies parts of dead girls. That mage was sentenced to death by her own mother who was the Archimage at the time."
"Captain Fatha I see what you're aiming at; let me tell you, I understand. What do you suggest we do? Call in a retreat and flee with our taila between our legs? What do you this will become of our men, those men you gave up their lands and titles to fight alongside us? Captain this our only choice- fight and die like men or flee and bye looked down at by society. Do you want to be mocked all your life? No, not you, your children. Do you want them to be mocked all their lives?"
The General's tent was silence, all his three captains weighing the gravity of the decision they were about to make. After all long silence, captain Fatha stood up with renewed vigour. "I'm with you, General." He was soon followed by the other two captains. "Great, get two horses ready for our trip to Doom, we leave by sunrise." said General Darklord, proud of his captains.
The city of Doom (Night)
The moon stood high up in the sky, its glistening rays casting bright lights all over the city. The moon wore a saddened expression. It was sad for it felt isolated from the people who once praised and sang songs about it's wonderful lights.
The people in the city went about their nightly duties: selling and buying, stealing and raiding other people's houses. Some women stood side dilapidated houses, beckoning men that passed by to take look of their merchandise. They were always selling, its not like what they sold could ever finish; maybe when they are old and gone that's when their goods will finish.
Inside one of the many houses in the city, a meeting was being held. Commander Darklord have left the battlefield and was here to seek the help of the other four generals. He had brought along with him Captain Fatha.
The only captain who was intelligent among his three captains. He took liking in this particular captain because he reminds him of his father, whose name was also Fatha. Khan sat in on of the chairs that were placed around the table, his elbows rested on the table.
Food of many kinds laid on the table, he knew, some how, that those foods were never going to be eaten in peace. Why? He did not know. However, all he knew was that non of the general seated on that table was going to walk out of that meeting alive.
A bulky man walked in and take his seat at the head of the table. It was general Longdlade, the defacto head of the deserted army of Chaos. Under his command, his army decapitated all the nobles that once lived in this city, Doom.
It happened after Chaos was captured, and his army pushed back, at where they started their conquest. After the reminder of the army was divided amongst the six generals who survived the push, Longblade managed to convince four of the generals to join him to capture the city of Doom and rule as lords themselves.
He is the head . He is the one they all have been awaiting to start the meeting.
Without further delay, Khan Darklord initiated the meeting." I'm sure you all know the reason we're here..." No we don't." A much bulky man, with bigger muscle than General Longblade interrupted. "Let him talk you moron!" General Longblade reprimanded.
"I Khann Darklord am here today to plead with my dear brothers to join me in my campaign against the kingdoms in the north.
I promise you nothing less than glory and honor. Let us reign once again as gods and as conquerors." "At fort Mandadah," "Excuse me?" General Darklord Pleaded "Rumors says said that you got killed by a mage at fort Mandadah." General Longblade asked as he grabbed one of the chicken thighs that laid in his plate like a mountain.
"I am here, Longblade, with not even a scratch on my body." Khan argued. " I guess it's just a rumor then."said General Longdlade between grinding teeth.
"Our spies also said that the siege is too weak that even old men can travel from Mandadah to others areas and return in one piece." Another man said looking Khann straight in the eyes.
"That is true though, and it's the main reason I am here. With the help of your army, we can cut their supply route and reestablish the siege in one night."
"Talking of reestablishing the siege, are you not afraid that the sisterhood will Immediately send some thousand troops to aid the already enormous army? This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen in my entire career as a general- the besieging army is much smaller, and is starving while the army being besieged is three times their number. And the most funniest part of it is that, they are safely bringing things and carrying things out of the city.
"Brother you have already brought a great shame upon yourself by your campaign lately. If I were you, I'll find a nice little place where people don't know me and start over. That is if your army doesn't execute you for killing their brothers in a campaign that will be remembered as the most stupidest ever."
Right after General Longdlade said this Khann knew right away that he was not going to get the support he came for. The room was awkwardly silence for few minutes until Khann broke the silence. Umm general Fatha please wait for me outside. General Fatha was stunned by this request of his general, however, he complied.
What could he even do if these generals decided to attack his commander? When general Fatha left, the tension in the room rose to a much higher level. Even If they decide to jump on him and kill him it will not be any big problem. They had enough money to pay his army to join them. Who in their sound mind would refuse such generous proposal?
General Darklord once again ended the silence. "I thought you men would consider this generous offer which you clearly don't deserve. I thought you would see beyond this and look at the future. But now I see that you all don't have a future!"
With a snap of his fingers, silence was once again brought upon the room. This time he broke the silence with a more puzzling phrase, "Drag them to hell!" The three soldiers standing at the entrance simultaneously unsheathed their sword and rush to General Darklord; before they could laid a single finger on him, they all dropped to the floor and died.
All the other six men in the room also dropped to the table, as they were seated. He walked casually to one of the candles that was seat high up on a stool and dropped it to the floor and he took a seat on the table and sat as the fire spread wildly. "Ding! Ding! Ding! ..." The ominous voice of the system rang out.
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