They kept coming... Shouting with rage at us with their Dark red Eyes and their sharp teeth... out of fear a few men ran away, back into the houses around us..
I swear i also heard one of the Orcs say "Come here boys I'm gonna love tearin your arms off your body and shovin your meat down my throat!"
Then finally contact was made between the two forces... Our armor was strong and easily protected us from the Orc weapons... but the orcs were quick and agile and cut down many of our men.. it had seemed for a while that they would take the City
"HOLD THE LINE" I shouted
"Dont let them break the line! DONT LET THEM INSIDE THE SQUARE!"
But suddenly the tide had turned... the orcs were starting to run, but it was not because they were running from our swords.... then suddenly in the distance an Orc horn had sounded. It seemed close, one of my Men ran to the highest hill, then he dropped to his knees....
He shouted back "General.... It's not Over..."
I said "What do you mean?"
"The rest of the orc army is across the Ridge, I see their banners!"
It was as i feared... the rest of the main army was coming to take the city.
The battle today was easily won but i doubt that i would call it a victory. They just ran to form up the rest of the army. Tomorrow may be much bloodier then today.
"Messenger!" I said,
"Yes, Sir"
"Send word to Denethor that we need more forces In Osgiliath to hold the city"
"Yes, Sir"
Our cities in Ithilien have fallen, and Soon Osgiliath might be taken. Hopefully Denethor agrees to send the Grand Army here to reinforce the city. If not i fear that the city will be taken and the road to Minas Tirith Will be open.
"Dredoc!" I called my advisor
"Yes, Sir"
"What would you do in my place?, Would you abandon Osgiliath to its fate and retreat back to Minas Tirith, or will you be a complete idiot and stay here and die for honor and a chance for Gondor to achieve ultimate victory?"
"Sir well i would choose to stay here, nothing better then dieing for honor is there?? We could become immortal in our Legends, Think of it Sir, 'The last stand In Osgiliath, Dredoc's Story' Doesn't that sound great! But if you want me to be honest then i still choose the same. If i dont get put into legends sir, i still will die for my country because i know that this is the last line between Mordor, and Minas Tirith and that cant be broken sir."
"Good words and i Agree with you, i just hope Denethor isn't a complete idiot still and sends The Grand Army Here. Did you also know that the Heir of Isuldur has returned to Gondor?"
"Oh you don't say, the last time someone said that the person who was supposedly 'The Heir of Isulder' returned he turned out to be a common beggar on the street!"
"This time its true Dredoc, Hes leading the Grand Army, His name is Aragorn and when he arrives, if he arrives we must show him respect!"
"Yea ill show him respect, he can kiss my behind for all i care. Heir of Isuldur! HA I doubt it."
"Quiet Dredoc, leave me be. Assemble the troops in the square and tell them to Sharpen their weapons for tommorrow and keep ever Vigilant."
"Yes, Sir"
I then thought "One Day, Dredoc will get stabbed for what he says about the real Heir to throne of Gondor. And when he does I'm gonna laugh!"
I called my men for a meeting before the battle,
"Men of Dol Amroth, I see that you have acquainted yourself with the Gondorian soldiers in our army. They have agreed to help us take this city and I greatfully accepted that."
"Our Pleasure Elphir!" One of the captains of the small squad of Gondorians soldiers said.
"We attack in the morning so get some rest and sharpen your weapons, Mardil i must speak with you in my tent"
"Yes, Prince"
I went to my tent and an hour later Mardil walked through the entrance "Why did you want me sir?"
"Mardil, do you know why my father sent us here?"
"To expand Gondor's territories"
"But do you know the reason of expanding?"
"No, Sir"
"Mordor is advancing on the kingdom Mardil, and we are expanding west to regain what we lost in Ithilien"
"Sir thats terrible, my family lived in a small town in Ithilien! WHY WASNT I TOLD!"
"That is why, so you don't question authority and what Denethor has planned, but i plan to overthrow him soon and place someone in his stead."
"Who might that be?"
"Aragorn the Heir of Isuldur"
"He has returned? Praise the Gods! Where is he?
"He forcefully taken control of the Grand Army and word is spreading to all the Commanders of Gondor and they support him, we have also started to talk about overthrowing Denethor."
"That is a grand Idea Prince Elphir!"
"Yes we will talk more about it in a few days, we have a battle to win tomorrow, so leave me Mardil and rest."
"Yes Sire"
He exited the tent then i began thinking to myself, "I really hope this succeeds because if it doesnt, I will be executed along with our greatest commanders."
The morning sun creeped over the hills and our army was set to start moving against the town.
"MEN!" I shouted out, "ADVANCE"
With a loud grunt "HRRRAH" the army slowly advanced forward.
Just in front of the formation were two battering rams we were gonna use to bash the gates down...
"Come on men Keep pushin" A commanding officer shouted out
The rams reached the wall with no interruption, and right when the rams hit the wall a officer of the archer division shouted out!
"RELEASE ARROWS"
We could hear men inside the wall grunting with pain from the arrows that hit them with perfect precision, these men were great archers but still could not match an elven archer.
"Sir!" Mardil said to me, "The gate has been breached what shall we do now?"
"I don't want major casualties to these men, Madril rally the cavalry and follow me into the settlement"
"Yes, Sir"
I charged into the settlement with my weapon raised to slice an enemy down to the ground.
A unit of rebel swordsman formed up in front of the cavalry charge on the main street. With all force and intensity we smashed into the front and threw the enemy men in the front line 3 ranks back.
They routed instantly and started to run toward the square, we regrouped the cavalry and i shouted to Mardil,
"Look they're forming up again, regroup and charge at once!"
"YES SIR!"
Again we charged into another division of men with force but this time our cavalry was winded and didnt make as big of an impact.
After a few minutes they routed and I ordered them to follow the remaining men and kill the last few in the square.
The day was won and with only a few casualties which is a great victory as well.
I was walking around the city seeing how scared the civilians were, I told them to assemble in the square to tell them the news.
"Good people of Anfast, I am terribly sorry for what you have witnessed in the past hours. The Kingdom of Gondor was in need of your service but your foolish Governor denied the authority of the Steward. All we ask is that you provide our armies with 25% of your weekly farming outputs and all will remain the same as it was a few weeks ago.
Gondorian Soldiers will protect you from more harm from any rebel leaders in the Future. Thank you!"
I stepped off the podium and went off to find Mardil.
"Ah there you are you lucky bastard! I see you have been slashed in the leg again!"
"Ai sir, this damn horse keeps my legs vulnerable but i dont need em anyway, lol i barely walk as it is!"
"HAHAHA" we laughed together.
"Mardil, tell the men that we will camp here for the next few days and tell them to treat the townspeople with respect"
"Yes, Sir"
"Now go on i must write a letter to my father"
"Yes, Sir"
I walk to the Governor hall and sit down at a empty table and i pick up a piece of paper and writing feather right next to me and begin writing a letter to my father.
[LOTR AAR] The Blood of Numenor: A Gondor AAR
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