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Thinking quickly, you reply "Everyone but myself, Wulf, Lena, Sansa and Autronius with Uurist and his warlords. Sansa will direct the archers from the Deadeyes, and I will ride with Jaynes cavalry."
Collin nods, grinning deeply, and jogs off to relay your orders. It doesnt take much longer to set the battle lines, and, with the rising of the sun, its glare lessened by some arcana that Malcius has spread one of to each battalion. The shock infantry begin moving forward at a reasonable jog, not a proper charge, which is no doubt confusing the few thinking soldiers arrayed against you. However, when they spread out, and the cavalry wedges begin to pass through them, just as your archers first volley lances into the enemy formations, each strike flashing a brilliant green for just a moment, before the undead soldier bursts to dust.
A Heartening warcry goes up through your ranks, the men steeling themselves against the horrors they now charge into battle against, many even going so far as to join in with Catalina as she starts crying out the invocation to summon consecrated flame, her whip already sanctified against the consecrated inferno crackling along it. With seconds to go before you impact the tight formation of hammer-wielding demons, you steady yourself on spite, and couch your spear in your arm.
>combat, ele, command, you guys know the drill |