Novel Squares
Fight
She stood from her seat and went straight to Ragnar Marshall’s office. On getting there, she saw Ragnar Marshall reading a letter too.
When Ragnar Marshall sighted her, he took his eyes off the letter and said, “I have also just received a message from Maridonna. They said I can do my worst, that not a hair of any of the Wigglesworth’s Lords will drop.”
Brigitta sighed, “perhaps, the Wigglesworth’s family offered Maridonna something huge just for them to protect them.”
“Obviously. The Wigglesworth’s family are extremely wealthy. If the next fifty generations didn’t work, they would have enough money to lavish.” Ragnar Marshall said and added, “and what’s in the letter Guthred sent to you?”
“He didn’t accept my apology. He told me to forget about Chester.” She answered.
“Okay.” Ragnar Marshall said and gestured for her to sit.
“What do we do now, sir?”
“We fight.” He answered.
“But sir, you said it’s risky.”
“I said it’s risky, I didn’t say we will loose.” He answered. “Every war comes with a risk. I have the overlords of the north and the south supporting me, they have enough soldiers that can match with Maridonna’s army. We have been improving their skills all these while and I’m sure they must have developed. We will win.”
Brigitta sighed, “sir, if we win, we get to bring Chester, we get to kill the five Lords of the Wigglesworth’s family, but won’t Maridonna hunt us for generations for the fight?”
“Not when we take over the entire kingdom,” Ragnar Marshall said. “But then, there is a chance they Could win as well in which case I will be killed. In that case, I’ll die a failure.” He said like it was nothing.
“You won’t fail, sir. I believe we will overcome them no matter how tough they seemed.” Brigitta said.
“You may go ahead with your work, I’ll make proper planning,” Ragnar Marshall said.
“Alright, sir. If you need me at any point in time, please don’t hesitate to inform me, sir.”
He nodded and then, she walked away.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.
Later that day, Ragnar Marshall met with Beocca and over ten thousand soldiers that had trained night and day in the underworld, he addressed them and let them know of their plans to attack Maridonna. Afterall, his spies had told him that Maridonna’s entire army are about fifty thousand in total.
When he was done with them, he went to his yacht and met with the commander in chief of the armed forces of the North and South. Each had about twenty thousand soldiers. That means, he will be attacking Maridonna with the same number of soldiers they have.
About a week later, Pawel, the commander in chief of the north and Alejandro, the commander in chief of the south alongside Ragnar Marshall, the three leaders with their armies assembled at Maridonna’s neighboring city, known as Tonzana. They had made their camp there and under the shed, the three armies alongside their most trusted men all deliberated on ways to attack Maridonna.
Afterall, it’s fifty thousand men against fifty thousand men. If they must win, one must be smarter. At the end, they came to conclusions.
Whereas, in the palace of Maridonna, the fifteen princes could be seen walking out of the palace, riding in their horses. They had swords to the right and guns to the left. The emperor didn’t see Ragnar Marshall as a great threat so he didn’t go to fight. He believed his sons would easily handle Ragnar.
Orm, Urf and Guthred rode at the forefront while the other twelve brothers rode at the back, behind the twelve brothers are about twenty thousand armies. They didn’t go with all their armies since this fight is just against an individual, it’s not against a kingdom so they didn’t really take it serious. They trust so well in their skill and believed they would easily overpower Ragnar Marshall.
“Brother, do you think it’s wise to go to battle with Chester?” Orm asked. Chester was on Guthred’s horse and the little one was happy that he was being taken along to fight, afterall, he had been training to fight for months.
“I have my reasons,” Guthred responded. “But I need to let Ragnar Marshall know that our kingdom is not a kingdom he can easily threaten. I want to throw him in the same tomb that Alex is.”
Orm and Ulfur nodded and continued riding. They also made their camp closer to the border of their kingdom and sent spies out.
The spies came back at night and told Guthred at his camp, “your grace, Ragnar Marshall’s men are about fifty thousand men.” He lowered his head in respect.
Guthred dismissed the spy and looked at Orm who had his eyes on him, “this Ragnar really has connection. How can one man gather fifty thousand men?” Orm said, he was seated on a stool.
“Twenty against fifty… well, that will be fun,” Ulfred said.
“We do not stand to gain anything even if we win this fight. We are not winning any land, just teaching Ragnar Marshall a lesson. Is that why we would be wasting our men?” Orm suggested.
“When other countries hear if our victory, they will know that our power remains absolute Don’t worry about the men we will loose, worry about the fame we will possess. Also, if we defeat Ragnar, we have a lot to gain from him, trust him. I worked with him and his men for two weeks and I can tell you he has a lot.” Guthred said to Orm.
About two days later, on a very large plain field, Maridonna’s army stood at the left, with their swords and shields and their guns hung across their neck and bullets in their bag.
At the right side of the field was Ragnar Marshall, Pawel and Alejandro alongside fifty thousand soldiers. Each opposing parties could see eachother.
“Their soldiers aren’t many,” Pawel said, after observing Maridonna’s army from afar.
“They might keep them somewhere, perhaps, they plan on ambushing us, which is why we must stick to the plan.” Ragnar Marshall said.
Ragnar Marshall sent one of his men over to Maridona’s side but before he could even reach their side, a bullet was shot through his head.
“Seems they aren’t ready to negotiate,” Ragnar Marshall said and suddenly shouted, “Forget your parents!”
“Yay!” Thousands of soldiers voices echoed round the field.
“Forget your wife and children!”
“Yay!”
“Focus on yourself and the profit we all stand to get if we win!”
“Yayyyy!” The soldiers shouted, beating their swords against their sheilds.
“Don’t be scared to die! For if you are scared to die, you have already lost!” Ragnar Marshall shouted.
“Yay!” The soldiers shouted in unison.
Seeing that fifteen brothers of Maridonna’s kingdom were set on attack, Ragnar Marshall shouted, “fight!”
At once, the first set of men charge to the front while all of Maridonna’s army charged forward to fight. When the two opposing armies met, they began to fight to death.