The Sage of Einar

Two days after setting up the camp, Einar, who was sitting drinking some tea.

Was glad when one of the special forces soldiers approached him with a document.

Upon reviewing it, he realized that the snipers had detected an approximate number of defenders between 900 to 1,300 enemy warriors.

'Interesting number of defenders. I thought they would have left less but I suppose that the city has an important value for the king of this region.

But I suppose it is a real shame that so many excellent warriors are going to die. It is certainly a good city, but as a leader I have the obligation to conquer with the least amount of casualties. '

Einar, at that moment, smiled and began to give orders to calibrate the onagers, as he planned to reduce the city to ashes.

Because it was not worth the cost of so many lives to try to take a very well defined city.

The defenders who needed commanded by Prince Donmall, were completely nervous because they did not know how the enemy would attack.

Prince Donmall on the side of him was watching from the top of the battlement tower at the enemy army as he stroked his beard.

"Fothad do you think the pagan king is going to try to attack our city?"

Fothad, the bishop of the kingdom, folded his hands. "He may, but what worries me the most is that he is going to try to do something extremely harsh against us."

Donmall turned his head and looked seriously at the bishop. "What do you mean by doing something extreme?"

Fothad looked seriously at the prince. "He could try to destroy the city, for I think it is of no value to him."

The prince laughed. "I doubt very much that he dares to do something against this city, because he wanted to destroy something that can serve as a magnificent fortress.

My ancestors worked hard to build these walls. I'm sure he will attack the walls.

At that point, we will show you that we Irish can be quite strong, even stronger than their soldiers who seem to be poorly armed.

Our warriors are going to destroy all their troops on the walls and we will end this war once and for all ... "

The prince interrupted his words when some vases fell from the sky; the vases fell in different parts of the city, however they only had earth.

This causes a great doubt between the warriors and the prince who only frowned. "That is perhaps some kind of ritual of the pagans."

Bishop Fothad looked at the prince seriously. "We should go out through the secret passage of the prince castle. I have a bad feeling about those sand vases.

I know of no pagan tradition which requires throwing jars of sand at a city before besieging it. "

The prince only looked with contempt at Bishop Fothad. "If you want to leave, you are free to do so. Just remember that my father will kill you if you do not return with me.

I hope you haven't forgotten that little detail. "

Bishop Fothad just sighed and took his crucifix. "I will start praying the last rites for us. At least if we die we can go to heaven completely free of any sin."

The somewhat angry prince opened his hands. "You are crazy Fothad, how dare you pray something like that.

You can be sure that once we leave this place, I will see to it that my father knows everything you are doing! "

Fothad just kept praying, so the prince turned around and at that moment he watched as some flasks with a kind of fire fell from the sky.

When they reached the buildings, they began to spread a blue fire, which burned everything around them.

The prince then looked with horror as the city that his ancestors had built was burned. At that moment, he heard a noise and when he turned around; he looked like one of those vases.

It fell close to where the bishop was, so he could see the bishop go up in flames as he rolled on the ground and screamed.

At that moment, the prince knelt down and laughed while he cried, for he knew that his life had come to an end.

Einar who was standing watching the city burn could only smile. "It's a real shame that we had to destroy the city, but there were a lot of enemies.

Either way, the constructions can be redone, however the training of a good soldier takes too long to be able to afford to lose them in a battle that I can easily win.

Unfortunately, this will only work with castles that are not located in the border areas.

What do you think of the fate of the City, Dreide, Do you think it was a good idea? "

Dreide smiled and nodded. "I don't think it was worth trying to build sniper towers to be able to take out the enemy.

Well, because of the height of the walls, they would have been something quite difficult to achieve, not to mention that we would have lost at least a week or two to be able to conquer this place.

We cannot use chlorine gas either because it is a material that we need for the battle against the enemy army. "

Einar sighed and watched the city burn and some warriors leap off the walls, only to die on the ground.

The fire lasted at least 3 days, so once it was put out, Einar ordered special forces soldiers to enter to open the city gate.

They did not take long to climb the walls and open the gates. When the gates were open, Einar ordered that only 1000 soldiers enter to clean the city.

The soldiers that entered found with the corpses of hundreds of defenders who had died from various causes from being burned alive to death, from falling from the walls.

After a few hours, the soldiers returned and reported that there were no survivors in that city.

So Einar ordered to prepare everything to continue his way north to conquer the barony of Rath Bhoth.

Where was a walled monastery, which was the capital of the barony.

The next day, the soldiers who had already prepared everything advanced north.

As they did so, they passed through abandoned towns of the place which were without any kind of population. This only made Einar clench his hands.

For once he faced the enemy army, he would have to kill children and women who would be fighting following the orders of their leaders.

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