Chapter 35: The battle that will decide the future of Citadel I

// Sorry guys, the chapter came out a little late, the president of my country had a speech on TV to tell us that he was instituting a second lockdown //

At that moment nothing and no one could prevent this confrontation, on either side of the demarcation line, the opposing army was ready. On each side were the leaders of their group, on one side was Duke Higin IV. He was ready to fight against the enemy army, Higin was tall and athletic, and had a superior strength. He had medium-long straight hair, piercing green eyes, and was dressed in his shining armor, having his sword firmly planted in his hand. His army was in front of him, ready to engage the enemy at the slightest signal from their lords.

In front of him was a man with imposing build, blond and curly hair. He was on his black horse, which was also imposing for a horse. The aura of this man on his horse showed to all that he would not hesitate to run to the enemy, brave and powerful. These men who were standing behind him, it looked a lot like them, also with their leader without the same build.
The two chiefs looked at each other intensely, the atmosphere between the two men rose from second to second. The two armies had very different goals, but he had the same look of challenge to each other, the flame of war was in each of the people here.

The signal to attack took a long time to arrive, which allowed the tension to rise in the hearts of the fighters. The first of the chiefs to lose patience in this situation would lower the morale of these warriors and they knew it, they didn't want to be the first to do it. The Duke had prepared some little trick, one of which was a discreet signal that would be sent to the mage who was piloting the cannons on the walls. At the signal they would shoot at the enemy, in a group a shot could do a lot of damage. For the people vanishing a victory is a victory, in any way possible, unlike the asgardien who could never make dirty tricks to win a battle. There was great consequence if he won a battle this way, a shameful futures would happen to them when they went home. Their people had all been educated to always be honorably their way of making war.

The first signal came from the leader of the asgardian, he raised his hand and all his people were silent, and that's when he addressed these men, "Aesir to your weapons, we are going to destroy the rebellion of our sister race." He didn't have time to say more when the sounds of explosion appeared in their ranks, "Boom, Bang," when they saw the ones that were coming they all charged the opposing soldiers. Many deaths had been made by the cannon fire but not enough for the battle to be over. On the other side of the battlefield the Duke saw the damage that his cannon had done to the enemy, it was not enough for him but he had to call out to the charge as well "My people, the enemy is at our doorstep are we going to let them attack our families? NO then let us charge!".

The charge of his cavalry followed these orders, followed by these soldiers, being protected by their magus. The mage sending spells in the rear line so that it is not friendly fire, spells of fire and ice was seen crossing the enemy lines. Some mage of the earth creates mini ramparts to protect the archer, and the other mage who shoot at the enemy. The cavalry with their spears charged the enemy head-on, many bodies were falling in this charge, bodies of soldiers from both sides. The fact of having mages on their side had made the difference in this first charge, on the other side it did not really use magic, they had many warriors who had enchantments to reinforce them but it was not enough. Their talents with weapons, on the other hand, were obviously superior to vanity.

Their leader fought face to face in front of their army, powerful blows were thrown from both sides. Their strength was fair, the fight would go on for a long time to decide a winner. They each knew that the first to fall in battle would win the war, the morale after losing their most powerful warrior but especially their leader would cost them the morale of the troops. The two leaders had a reason to give everything in this fight, one was there to defend his people, the other had to win for his king, otherwise it would bring misfortune to these soldiers and their families. Higin had long ago given up his security to throw decisive swords, Rokar on the other side was a Berseker warrior, the angrier he got, the more powerful he became.

Another view of the battlefield shows us the simple soldiers, they advance against their enemies with surprising fury. Three-quarters of this using sword and shield, the sound of the shock between shield or the shock between sword spread throughout the battlefield. The first seriously wounded of their confrontations are already visible, the healer was already at work to heal as many people as possible directly on the battlefield, if they were too badly wounded they would take them back to the tent provided for this purpose. Izel, who was supposed to save as many people as possible, ran around the battlefield, when he saw a man in serious condition, he would send a signal to cuau or necalli to bring them away from the danger. It surprised more than one soldier to be saved by a giant buzzard or a deer, necalli had a soldier on his back, this man was in izel's group, he was there to put the bodies of injured people on the deer's back.

The asgardien was amazed at the fighting spirit of the vanir, they were not used to see them like that. For most of the soldiers aesir, the vanir are cunning but above all cowardly, there are things that do not change in any race it is the prejudice. Their leader had told them that he had to subdue the vanir because their king was to become the leader of the nine kingdoms, this did not seem strange to them because the inferior race should be under them not the other way around. Now that the only valid enemy had been defeated by King Bor, they should not be afraid of any race of the nine kingdoms. The battle continued in every corner, deaths were being made minute by minute, the person who had done the most damage for the moment was the mage because their damage zone was much higher.

// OUT OF STORY: In a novice writer's room this find an aquarium, in this fifty liter jar, was three small fish. It's three fish observed their owner working on his computers. A discussion this unfolded without the knowledge of the human:
"He dares to write so late, he has no qualms."
"Hmm p this human's really tiring to keep his light on."
"as if he could think of us for five minutes."
"Don't look for the guys these readers want to read their story, so it won't stop anytime soon."
"Tomorrow at least we'll be quiet, it's his day of rest."
"At least we will be able to sleep peacefully, without hearing the sound of the keys.'' //