Knights End by Brad Clark

Author:Brad Clark [Clark, Brad]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brad Clark
Published: 2019-05-17T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

The Deceivers army marched out of the forest, but they did not attack right away. Thousands upon thousands of goblins slowly mustered onto the field, spreading far to the north and south, filling the west side of the valley as it swept up to the forest. The Stone Ogres sat on their haunches, silently waiting for their command to attack. Hundreds of minor demons buzzed over their heads, screeching a high-pitched cry that brought the goblins into a frenzy. As their fever grew, they began to jump and slash about, incidentally tearing into their brethren. But, for each one that was ripped into pieces, ten more appeared from the forest.

Elven archers lined the top of the wall. In front of each was a basket full of arrows. Many also had a bucket of thick oil for dunking tips of arrows to be lit for firing flaming arrows. Several arrows were shot from the strongest Elven archers to gauge distance. The arrows fell short, but not by much. Soon enough, the enemy army would grow large enough that arrows could reach the goblins on the front lines, but there were many times more goblins than arrows.

Conner, Glaerion, and Hargon remained standing atop the wall. Sir Marik and King Illichian had left to prepare their forces. Everyone knew what to do, but there was no room for error or miscommunication. Even if everything went as desired, victory was far from guaranteed.

“What are they waiting for?” Conner asked.

“For fear to grow strong enough to make us weak,” Hargon said.

Conner looked up at the former Taran emperor. His black curly hair had gotten longer over the winter, and he did little to tame it. Several twisted strands hung down over his eyes, which were dark and seemed like they swirled with magic.

“Fear is as great a weapon as the sharpest sword,” Hargon said. “It can break the will of even the most courageous soldier, or cause doubt, which can make one weak and slow. Trust me. I have used fear many times to break the will of Taran’s enemies.”

“Well, it’s not working,” Glaerion said.

Hargon looked over at Glaerion, and his lips grew into a smirk. “Are you sure? Maybe not your Elves, or Sir Marik’s Knights. But many others are waiting in the courtyard to fight who feel nothing but fear right now. Each moment that passes by their fear grows, and soon it will consume them and make them slow or ineffective.”

“So, what do we do about that?”

Hargon smiled. He lifted his hands, and his lips moved, reciting a spell that he did need to even think about, as it was so ingrained in his mind. Balls of fire appeared in his hands, and he began throwing them towards the sea of goblins.

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