Brave Men Die: Part 2 by Dan Adams

Author:Dan Adams [Adams, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9781460703977
Google: coV-BAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00KEZ7VYY
Publisher: AUS Impulse
Published: 2014-12-31T13:00:00+00:00

Blood splattered the earl’s face as his blade cleaved through another torso. The gate was in sight. He could clearly see his son’s body dangling from the tower. It swayed slightly. He could see the bloody days old wounds. He could see the binding, the dents in his armour. His hollow eyes stared back.

A spear drove into his thigh. His blood-curdling scream filled the air as the Kyzantine twisted it. He retaliated, driving the point of his sword through the man’s neck. The soldier fell retaining his grip on the spear shaft and ripped it out of Arryn’s thigh. In agony he lashed out again decapitating another warrior.

He was so close he couldn’t fail now. The knight beside him was pulled from his saddle. He fought the entire way down, swinging his sword out at legs, batting soldiers away with his shield. He had been stabbed three times before he landed and still took another with him before they finished him off.

The green standard with the wolf was next to fall. The earl saw it waver out the corner of his eye. The soldier’s mount reared up, kicking at the enemy, and took a woman square in the jaw. Blood splattered against the hoof, spraying into the air. Spears and swords drove into the horse’s underbelly, the mount screaming in pain as it battered out against shields. The standard fluttered to and fro in the steady hands of the bearer. His sword swung out catching a soldier in the shoulder and he clung for dear life as the horse pitched forward. As the horse landed it rolled left, trapping the knight’s leg in the stirrup. In a last ditch effort he slammed the bottom of the standard into the soft dirt below him as his leg broke from the impact. Pinned, he attempted to keep them at bay with his sword but was soon overwhelmed.

As the standard bearer fell the Murukans surged forward, rallying to the green cloth. They pushed past it, giving their horses freedom to crash into the Kyzantine line and defend the most sacred of emblems. Each put their lives on the line to safeguard it from the enemy and each was eventually cut down, falling under the weight of larger numbers. Metal pierced flesh. Blood soaked the ground.

Arryn Dunn, Earl of Gravid’s Drift, watched as his men were butchered, cut down against a force they didn’t even seem to dent. He couldn’t give in now, he was so close to Thol. So close he could reach out and touch him. There were hardly any of his knights left. Maybe a hundred. Probably less. He killed another Kyzantine. His arm was red with gore. He didn’t care anymore. They all needed to die. He wanted his son.

‘Keep fighting! The men of Gravid’s Drift do not surrender! We take as many of them to hell with us!’ he screamed, ramming the pommel of his sword into the face of one woman, the point of his blade across another’s throat.

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