Krazak had given him the task of attacking the rear of the caravans and capturing the best of the spoils he knew that this was Krazak's way of giving him a chance to prove himself.The Shaman baka-kra-za had forseen the comming of a great Beastlord.He could not fail.
He watched the caravans comming towards his own unit of Beastmenand Ungors. "Not long now he tought.....not long now."Suddenly the shouts of battle and clashing of weapons made him snap round his nostrils flaring "Too early" he tought "too early."But now was no time for such thoughts.
He charged to where battle was joined at the head of the beastmen and ungors under his command,roaring his war cry and waving his weapon above his head.Jumping in to the fray he met a young boy who jumped down off the wagon he was guarding ,holding his spear dancing crazially in front of Brozak's face.Brozak made as if to go left but watching the boy shift his own balance on to his left he went right swinging his axe low and wide , the boy fell to the ground screaming as blood jetted from his severed artery.He did not have to endure this long as the next blow crushed his skull.
The fighting carried on for the next 45 minuts.Musket shot mowed down beastmen by the dozen with precise volleys,while the beastmen slaughtered dozens of Empire soldigers.The battle was starting to go in the Beastmen's favour when the unit of Bretonian Knights who had fled at the beggining of the battle to avoid being bogged down in an infantary battle returned lances and swords cutting a bloody swath through the beastmen's ranks.Now the battle was going against the beastmen."No this can't happen."Thought Brozak as the Beastmen around him began fleeing back in to the shadows and safety of the forest around him.
It was then to his right that he noticed the Shaman holding a strange talisman that radiated a terrible power while muttering silent words,even tough the words were silent they seemed to fill the entire valley with silent wispers.Then to his right he noticed a tear in relaity,a dark corona of dark light and energy all the wile lightning crackling and snapping like hungry Deamons waiting to be fed,even as he watched it oponed further and further with each passing moment.A sickly sweet smell filled the air and the sound of distant wind chimes floated on the air.
It was then that the tear opened fully and he caught a fleeting vision of the world of chaos,visions of death,destruction and despair clouded his mind.The demons of that world pushed themselves through the crack. And were at once beautiful and despicable women,so much so that he had to restrain himself from rushing forward and touching them,but to do so he knew was almost certain death.
They leapt gracefully in to battle giving each victim the deadliest yet softest of caresses.Wherever they went a broken wreck of a soldiger fell.
The battle was once again going in the beastmens favour.Krazak rushed in to the fray once again with renewed ferocioty felling imperial soldigers by the dozen.At the end of the battle Krazak-foe-render raised his hand hi and pointing to the pink sky bellowed his thanks to the gods.He then congrualated Brozak on a battle well fought,then went to goin the rest of the herd in the celebrations.
Brozaks rise to power had begun.....................
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