Chapter 23: Two Rivels Meet
"They say that after the fall of the Kingdom of Plurus, there was one man who kept their sense of nation alive."
"A man of cunning whom only our best and most legendary figures of Chavaria could defeat.
"General Bardornus Asharm."
"A man defeated by the great traitor of the empire Lucius Aurellion."
"Who would lay the foundations for the rebirth of a kingdom."
Tiberius Pollius, chronicler of the Conflict of Nations.
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In front of the main Plurian force rode Bardornus, behind him, 50 of the best Plurian knights acted as a bodyguard riding vigilantly by their general’s side, tightly clutching at the lances and shields in their hands, waiting for the Chavarian force, which he knew would come this way, wary of any schemes which Lucius may try to pull.
Bardornus’ steel-plated armour was gilded in gold, shining slightly in the torchlight, giving off an air of majesty. In one hand, he held a curved steel glaive with a shield attached to the side of his saddle. Hidden in a sheath lying across the man’s lower back was an ornate steel dagger and a steel sword hung sheathed from the left side of his body.
The forty-odd-year-old man looked with a slight smile as he saw the crimson pelican banner in the distance, rain dripping from the edges of his helmet as he saw what remained of the Chavarian force in front of him, wet, tired and dripping Bardornus was confident in his ability to win the coming fight and deal a large number of casualties to the Chavarians.
Lucius was at first surprised to see the main Plurain force with armoured knights and light cavalry; however, after experiencing the skill of the general in front of him, the one who helped to save the allied armies water supplies, the one to give his crossbows horses so that they could kill his knights then quickly retreat. If it were not for the magical array protecting the Chavarians when they first attacked, far more men would have died, for only a fool underestimates the piercing power of crossbow bolts, even if plate armour is involved.
Riding up with Leon and his own contingent of knights, Lucius reared his horse in front of Bardonus, the faint sound of lightning crackling could be heard in the distance as if to announce the meeting of these two rivels.