It is time for an other tale war. - Tale of The Week 54

[Hesus de bodemloze]

IMPORTANT FOR ALL CONTESTANTS

It has come to my attention that some of you still have problems with the word limits that where set up for this competition. I will check all entries personally to see that no one violates this rule. Contestants who violate this simple rule will be disqualified.

1. Post a short text about this picture, with min. 200 max. 500 words, in a spoiler.

Learn rule one by heart guys. No more violation will be tolerated.

“I can make a lord, but only God can make a gentleman”

- King James I -

Dignan won PoTW 162, a well deserved win.



RULES :

1. Post a short text about this picture, with min. 200 max. 500 words, in a spoiler.

2. If you are a contestant you are honour bound to not read other contestants' writings until you have submitted yours.


3. The winner gets 1 point on the Leaderboard, if there are at least 4 contestants.

4. Deadline: last day of each week (Sunday).

[Nazgûl Killer]

What is in the Horizon for Me Now?
I've always been told,
Not just by the old,
That in the horizon my future lies,
Why then do I feel such despise?
For with every breath I take,
I feel like a drake.
Not a legendary drake of old,
But a spiked drake of the cold,
Betrayed and forgotten, thrown into the battle.
To the massacre ahead, beyond the babble.
The babble of my lords, the nonsense they sold,
They stupidity they sown, so deep in us, deep in the cold.

They came with horses, like the four.
They came with muskets, and my friends were no more.
We fought and fell,
No more to dwell.
I felt the darkness creep over me...
And I was thrown to misery.
How was I so easily fooled?
How was I so easily ruled?
I left with a vengeance,
I left with silence...
And I went cold, never to grow warm.
Foolishly I conform...
No more...
My lord I abhor...
Over the horizon they said?
Over the horizon they plead?
I see the horizon...
It holds no new,
I see the stallion...
It has been fooled too...

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

Ya...Let me see if I can run them thru....RESERVED Please Sir...

[ELITEOFKINGWARMAN8]

RESERVED

"FORWARD", the colonel shouted. We rode into battle with our sabers and pistols at our side. We are only few hundred strong versus many enemy on foot, but our commander felt confident we can beat those rebel dogs. We rode slow at first..... then faster....and faster.... until we was riding at full spreed towards the enemy. The enemy quickly formed into an firing line and opened fire....and again..... We lost several ranks, but we kept on charging until.....


"FOR GOD AND COUNTRY!" shouted our Commander. Suddenly.... He was dead, bullet though his head. Not even an minute into the fight.... Our men rode though the lines in an fury....Slashing and cutting the rebels, while the rebels only could shoot back at us here and there and get an few lucky kills until we slaughtered them....They was horrified at the aggressive of our small, heavy cavalry unit. I and another solider rode up to an group of inftrany who we reconized the murderer.... the one who just killed our commander. We rode up to them, slashing our way though.... Finally, I came face-to-face with him..... I brought my saber down and slash him hard across the head..... Blood spurted everywhere..... We was able to ride onto victory..... We lost 100 soliders....Enemy lost over 400 including that murderous pig who killed our commander.....

[MuttonChops]

My humble entry

The Last of the Jacobites

Upon this accursed moor, lays our dead, a generation of Highlanders, sacrificed for the sake of a loss cause. There they lay, sinking and bloodied but not ashamed; they have died gloriously. Without fear they charged towards our foes, with courage in their hearts and a long sword in their hands, they met the cruel bayonets of our English oppressors with a determination that overwhelmed the odds. Many were struck by the enemies’ muskets as they struggled through the moor, the wounded crawled forward, the calls of the bagpipes led them forward and forward they charged! Their angry war cries filled the air, their anger was met by the British who clung to their rifles with fear. Like a storm, they smashed the British lines with fury, victory seemed possible, but fate decided to rob us. The British counter attacked and drove us back, the day was lost. We were chased from the field and harassed by their cavalry; many were cut down including me. Now as I lay dying, bleeding from my throat, you, must tell the others, what has happened, you must tell them how we fought and died gloriously, in this godforsaken battlefield, here in the Moors of Culloden……

[Viking Prince]

It looks like we may have this another week without some more entries. I will help you out, Hesus, with an entry. This does not mean support for the pic.

The Cavalry Raid

It was mid-August. My Regiment has just completed making a splendid mounted charge. The ground was dry and the weather was ideal for war. My regiment was assigned to sweep behind the main enemy units to seek out and destroy enemy supplies and to also disrupt communication between the main units.

The men assigned to reconnoiter the ground ahead of the column had spotted a couple dozen wagons escorted by a company of soldiers. The supplies must be munitions for the enemy corps a day further down the pike for such a large escort. This would be an important contribution to the success of the campaign.

I ordered the men into line formation and we began our march toward our adversaries. Catching an enemy by surprise is always a relative term. They did not expect us, but veteran soldiers know what their duty. There were too few of the escort to form a solid formation to repulse the cavalry charge and still protect the wagons. They choose to split the difference and some used the wagons for cover while the bulk of the company prepared to fire in close formation at our mounts.

I ordered the men to charge and break the volley formation; there would always be time to take on the men with the wagons later. We charged with sabers drawn. The enemy got off a quick full volley, but we were still too far out for the bullets to do much harm. Upon reloading we were now much closer and the bullets ripped into the men and the horses. Many fell, but the charge continued. Now we are upon the enemy. Sabers cutting and slashing into the foot soldier, we rode hard into the formation. Without loaded rifles, the enemy broke and began running.

My mounted men were recalled. We did not pursue. Our job is to destroy munitions and not to run down the enemy. We still must act quickly before they can reform and counter attack.

My Regiment reformed and now we began the charge against the wagons. The enemy defending the wagons would not be so easy to break. They were able to keep the wagons between themselves and our charge. They also were not attempting to fire volleys. It seemed safer for us as we moved closer. Upon contact, the wisdom of holding fire was now revealed. They used the bayonet mounted rifles as spears and discharged a shot at point blank range into the mounts.

In the end my Regiment won the day. The wagons were destroyed. Over 80 men were taken prisoner. The company commander and the company colors were ours.

We took heavy casualties as well in both horses and men, but mostly in horses. A rider was dispatched to headquarters with the news of the battle. We now had a long march back into friendly territory with our wounded and the prisoners. We could have used a wagon or two. Too bad they were all burned.

[molls]

Good god Viking Prince, you need to go to the PotW forum/archives more often.

1. The so called graphic violence in this particular picture looks crappy, unreal and is a work of 1 minute with paint. No reason at all to call for the cops.

2. Nudity and real graphic violence is forbidden at TWC, but as long as it comes from TW games, everything is allowed. Check out crypels, Toboes and my gallery - we do have pretty bloody stuff. Limbs getting cut off, heads flying, blood everywhere etc. And in these galleries it looks real. But hey; It's perfectly normal for this site and as such for TotW or any other competition. There has never been any complaint about this form of graphic violence and you won't start with it now either .