Post #2668680 in The Tale of Terra, a roleplay on RPG

Augustus didn't know how much he had already killed, and he couldn't measure it by checking his clip, because he had no clip; the rifle he had was belt-fed. By now, it was three days since the battle began, and their first assault was a success. They've pushed the mongrels nine kilometers back by now. It was expected that they'd make slow progress: they had the best guns, but it was only a hundred thousand with the compliment of eighty thousand Burgish troops on one front against more than a million.

The thick clouds of gray covered the morning sky. It was five thirty in the morning, on the third day of their operation. The rain fell down, with thunder roaring loudly like a proud lion. Augustus commanded his Host to clear the city of Paranis with the assistance of Burgish troops, who, like Augustus described, were under-armored and under-gunned, but with the support of Farsivil, they would be a force to be reckoned with, especially with the more guerrilla-like surprise tactics they began employing under the emperor.

The sound of rain hitting the grass and the soil could be heard throughout the entire woods. Iohanan had his red hood over his head as his mortal soldiers had the luxury to hide inside their armored vehicles. Heck, even the Burgish had armored vehicles. Iohanan, however, was in no place to complain. The cooling machinery in his suit was turned off, because if it weren't, it would have been far colder for Augustus. Instead, he heated up his suit.

The tanks were rolling beside Augustus, whose horse had eaten the whole night. It was completely armored from head to toe, allowing the pure white armor to be tainted with wet mud. As his hood was up, Augustus grabbed something from his jaw and pulled, releasing his mask from his helmet. He pulled it open, but not completely open, only so much so that he could breath fresh air through his mouth. Iohanan then grabbed a cigar and lighter from his chest compartment. He bit onto the cigar, and with one strike, the cigar was lit. He kept the lighter in the armored compartment, and allowed the cigar to burn, giving off some light.

Off in the distance, the city had started to become clearer: large, thick walls, high towers, castles, houses, as well as an amphitheater, which was filled with one species or another. Iohanan finished his cigar by disposing of it inside another compartment and closing his mask. He got to the front of the column, and ordered for the large unit to stop in its tracks. He got behind the tank in the front of the column, which was his Captain's tank. Captain Blackrose rose from the turret, with an umbrella. "Yes, Your Imperial Majesty?" shouted the man through the loud sound of heavy rain. "Let me borrow your spyglass!" shouted Augustus. Blackrose ducked and pulled out his spyglass, and handed it over to Iohanan, who took it, and looked through. He saw the amphitheater filled with the Greens: Goblins, Trolls, Orcs, Ogres, Hobgoblins, with some Humans on the stage, all bound in the rain by chains. They were in the process of slaving, Augustus realized. When some Goblins and Hobgoblins raised their hands, the slaver, a large Goblin in leathers, cut off the chains and pushed the Human to the creature that took him. Then, there were those who resisted, and were beaten and whipped before having their heads crushed by Troll maces and hammers. He was disgusted.

Iohanan put the spyglass under the umbrella and shook it free from water droplets, and Blackrose took the spyglass with a towel around his hand. "Captain Blackrose, tell the air force to begin the heavy hitting of the city of Paranis. Bombings, strafing with heavy MGs, anything, just make that city ripe for the taking. Then, inform the Devotee Artillery Regiment to begin bombarding," said Iohanan. "Yes, Your Imperial Majesty," said Blackrose, before he ducked down and relayed the message to the radio operator. "Sir, they're going to start bombing in thirty minutes," shouted Blackrose. "Good," Augustus shouted back, "Until then, we stay put, and when those walls are down, we strike!" "Would you like me to inform the entire Host, Your Highness?" "I would like that," said Augustus. "Will do, Your Highness."

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located in Terra, a part of The Tale of Terra, one of the many universes on RPG.

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