3 weeks had passed Since the mass ritual sacrifice of the people of Segres. On that fateful day, a scouting party from the town of Bispo had been investigating the town of Segres and had witnessed the massacre that took place there that day.
Alarmed by this the fat Lord Bispo had quickly hired the local bandits into his service and gathered whatever local men he could get his hands on.
After the Siege of Cordoba, he had lost almost all his men so now after a new round of recruitment he had managed to gather a force of 300 men, bandits included.
As time went on his worst fears slowly started to come true. From the town of Segres raiding parties of vile Demons and monstrous humans set forth pillaging and ravaging all the surrounding lands around Segres.
The Dark Ones forces as they started to call the monstrous army were extremely fierce and intimidating. No man under his service had the courage to meet those vile monsters on the open field of battle. Hiding behind the walls they let the Dark Ones forces ravage the surrounding lands uncontested for over a week.
During this time no help had arrived from the surrounding lands. Just like Lord Bispo, all the other Lords hid in their own castles as well, hoping that someone else take care of the problem for them. So in the city of Bispo, they lay in wait for what they perceived was an eventual siege of the town.
All hope seemed lost as the Dark Ones forces just seemed to keep growing as they raided more and more lands. Nut then like so many months before hope had arrived with a familiar face. During the second week, a force of 1000 Jesuits led by Jesus had arrived.
Jesus rode into town with his golden armor shining in the sun and his long brown hair waving in the wind. His face was handsome and his body was trained to perfection, he looked like a true hero of legend. Cheers and sounds of applause could be heard all around as Jesus and his men on foot entered the town.
Though Lord Bispo was happy to be reunited with his old friend, the reunion was short-lived as darkness did not sleep.
Now a week more had passed the Dark Ones forces had not made any big moves against them. So the decision was made to march out and meet the darkness.
For a week they had prepared and trained the men for this. Now it had become time to test their resolve.
And so an army of 1330 men and women marched fort from the town of Bispo. Most wore chainmail armor with a wooden shield and spear in hand. Some carried hunting bows. Some wealthier people wore some metal armor accompanied by a sword and a metal shield.
The army was a ragtag group of many different colors, definitely nothing beautiful to look at. But what they lacked in style they made up for with attitude.
After listening to many great tales of Jesus and his heroic deeds the men and women were more than willing to fight and die at his side. To them, Jesus seemed like some kind of a character straight out from a storybook. Many even suspected him to be a prophet of god.
In the front of the formation Jesus dressed in gold and Bispo in his plate armor led the army on horseback. Together they stood out like gold and silver amidst shit. However, there was one exception to this and that was the group of 30 Arabic horse riders.
They wore chainmail mixed with mail armor with their Arabian tunics underneath. But unlike the Iberian armour that was one big piece of metal. Theirs was a combination of many pieces tied together, creating quite a unique but beautiful armor set.
Their helmets were also quite unique. On each helmet, there was a unique face and on top of the helmet, there were horse hairs or feathers. All of the men had curved swords with small shields and a short bow on their sides.
Riding on the right side of Jesus was now the leader of the small cavalry force. He was dressed in the same attire as his men, but he had his helmet on his lap revealing his handsome young face.
Riding on the left side of Jesus was Bispo. He also had taken off his helm as he then turned to look at the Arabian man and asked. " I must say that I'm still quite shocked that a man such as yourself is willing to fight alongside the followers of Sighard. "
Turning to look at Bispo the man laughed. " Hahaha, for the great Zohan such things are of no concern to me. I go wherever I am needed. As my name implies, I'm a gift from god. I have come here to vanquish all evils of the world. That is my goal. So do not worry my brother, while your people and mine might have many disputes amongst each other. Now I have set all of them aside for a higher cause. "
Nodding his head at these words Bispo said. " Hmm, that is quite admirable of you to do. If only all men were like you, then maybe this world would be a much safer place. "
With one hand on his chest, Zohan did a small bow and said. " Thank you my brother for such kind words. Do not worry, with each battle and adventure my influence and power grows. Soon all will know the name Zohan and my ideology of peace and love amongst all mankind. "
Smiling Bispo commented. " Hohohoo, that sounds quite good. Maybe I will introduce you to my daughter next time, so you can share that love with her. Hahaha. "
Shocked Zohan said. " Really? You would do this for me? "
" Why of course. You seem like a good and ambitious young man. Why not. " Bispo said.
Overjoyed Zohan said. " Shukran lak akhi. thank you my, brother. I already have a harem of two wives that have bore me many lovely children. But I am always looking for more. "
As Lord Bispo and Zohan continued to talk and make their future plans together, Jesus kept his attention fixed on the horizon. There a little bit over 7 kilometers away he could see smoke rising.
The ones dry, but somewhat green land was now dark. The Dark Ones had in their raids made sure to set all the lands a flame leaving only ash-covered land all around Segres and its surroundings. As they marched towards Segres they could see burned farmhouses and the corpses of the inhabitants impaled on stakes with their hearts ripped out. Although all the corpses seemed to be males, all the women were missing.
Coming over a small hill Jesus and his army could finally see in the distance the town of Segres. The town had a long wooden wall with archer towers all along its length. Behind the wall, there was a long stretch of ash-covered wasteland. The wasteland stretched all the way past Jesus' house, to the edge of town where the first buildings stood. From the center of town smoke of industry was rising.
Looking at this Bispo said in wonder. " What do you think they need so many fires for? "
With a grin on his face, Zohan said jokingly. " Maybe they're having a big party. Who knows maybe the Dark Ones also like to dance. "
Sneering at his words Jesus pointed to the impaled corpses at the side of the road and said seriously. " It definitely would not be any party that we would want to take part in. Those fires are the fires of Industry. They are preparing for war. "
As the group looked seriously onward toward the town, unknown to them a major mining operation was taking place there. In his endless lust for power, Marino had started digging holes in the town, creating many new mines from which he could harvest all the minerals he desired. So far they had found a good deposit of iron underneath the city, which they used to create armor and weapons for the ever-growing dark army.
Also, a part of this new dark army was a whole new race. Deep inside the Dungeons of Segres, they had been made. they were a race with dark orange skin, pointy ears, hideous mostly bold heads and shorter builds than most humans. Thanks to their short statures they were also much weaker than your average human but made up for it with quick growth and reproductive rate.
When inspecting this new race Marino had noticed that the creatures lacked empathy or morals. They were extremely vile and evil little creatures only willing to do his bidding out of fear and the promise of benefits. As such Marino decided to use the name that the humans had given to his army to begin with to describe this new race, he decided to call them the Dark Ones.
As the Human army approached the town over 600, 150 cm tall hideous Orange creatures wearing loincloths stood on the walls. They were armed with crude blades and axes while some had short bows in hand. Also on the wall were 20 cultists holding muskets. On their waist, they held their short swords and shields at their backs.
Having sent most cultists with his many other Hands Marino didn't have much left for himself anymore. Mostly his remaining cultists consisted of the 60 assended cultists that had many mutations on their bodies. He had ordered them to stay behind the wall and some in the town as he did with the demons.
Now over 200 demon bats resided in Segres with an additional 120 Demon dogs. Overall Segres was defended by over a thousand defenders of many shapes and sizes. Though it was not the army Marino had dreamt of, it was certainly something.
After a few hours of marching the human army had finally made it to the outskirts of Sergres. From atop a small hill they looked at the sight of the new town of Segres in concern. In front of the wall, they could see the half-eaten and rotting corpses of the impaled people of Segres. Up above them on the wall, they could see the hideous Dark Ones. In their eyes, the city was something straight out of a very dark fairytale.
As the men watched this scene with mixed expressions Jeusus felt devastated. Looking at the familiar-looking town and the corpses of his former neighbors and friends made something snap in his head. He shed no tears of sadness only pure anger and rage could be seen. Frowning and with extreme anger in his voice, Jesus said. " Let us end this. "
Then Jesus started to gallop forward towards the wooden gate of Segres. In panic and shock, Bispo and Zohan yelled after him. " Wait! What are you doing? "
Not stopping Jesus drove his horse forward at full speed. All that was going through his mind was anger towards Marino and concern for his family not knowing their fate, if they were even alive still.
Watching this from the hill the men hesitated not knowing what to do as no order had yet been given. Looking at Jesus' charge Lord Bispo commented. " You fool! "
Then with a loud commanding voice, he turned to his men and drew his sword yelling. " Form a line! Form a line! Prepare to charge! "
Getting in range of the Darone Archers they drew their arrows and then without any command needing to be said fired. Uncaring of this Jesus sent out a powerful telepathic wave, blowing all the arrows aside. Seeing this the Musket men stepped forward and opened fire.
With great skill and the help of the force, Jesus bobbed and weaved past the arrows and musket balls. But then a musket ball managed to crash into an arrowhead mid-flight and change its trajectory taking Jesus off guard. With great penetrating power, the ball pierced the horse's shoulder and dug deep into its bone, immobilizing its leg.
The Horse screamed in pain as it lost its footing and with great force hit the ground head-first sending Jesus flying off its back. With great skill, Jesus softened his fall with a roll and managed to stop in a kneeling position. Looking back he could see that his horse was not so lucky.
With a hammer in his right hand, he did the sign of the hammer with his left and thanked the horse in his heart, for getting him as far as he did. Then he turned his attention to the gatehouse only a hundred meters in front of him. From there he could see the next volley of projectiles coming his way. Without a second thought, he got up and started to deflect the incoming projectiles with his hammer and the force as his shields.
While deflecting the projectiles he pushed himself forward. Sweat ran down his face as he was being stretched to their limits. His mind worked to keep up with all the incoming projectiles as his body did the heavy physical lifting, moving from side to side and swinging his great hammer with inhumane speed.
Then as he closed in on the gate he could see the gates opening. From there a horde of demondogs and hideous mutated men dressed in black emerged. Like a stameding herd of bulls, they charged towards him letting out beastly roars like the inhumane beast they now were.
Then as the arrows and bullets stopped giving way for the Dark Ones to charge into melee, Jesus stopped. Holding his great hammer in two hands he gritted his teeth and yelled at the enemy. " Come meet your just doom! You, Demons! "
Then right before impact, he felt the ground tremble a little and then came a very foreign battle cry from behind himself. " Allahu Akbar. " Like a car driving into a field of wheat, 30 horses crashed into the Darkone's forces crushing and breaking their bodies under their weight.
Surprised by this Jesus watched as the enemy was pushed back. But to their dismay, the horse's momentum died down fast. their enemy's bodies were naturally strong made to take a hit and so blades found it hard to pierce their hides and their bodies created hard obstacles making the horses stumble. Men were quickly pulled off horses by mutated men and killed as others were tossed off as their horses fell only to be cut down immediately after.
Coming back to his senses Jesus ran after them. In front of him, he saw a man on the ground holding off a dog with his sword. The dog was viciously trying to get at the man's face as it held the man's sword sideways in its mouth.
Running towards the struggling man Jesus swag his hammer like a golf club, breaking the dog's ribs and sending it flying a meter away. Shocked by this the man simply said. " Shkran. " Not having any idea what he was saying Jesus just nodded at him and moved onward.
From In front of him, a Mutated Black-armored man with an axe hand noticed his shiny golden armor and charged. Like a maniac, he charged yelling. " Blood for the Gods! "
From straight above Jesus sent his hammer towards the man's head, intending to crush it into meat paste. Noticing this the crazed man surprisingly decided to meet the hammer with his axe hand.
With a loud bang and a crack the man's hand was twisted into unnatural angles and crushed. But surprisingly to Jesus the mans hand didn't completely break and managed to stop his hammer right before hitting his head. Then the crazed man sent his left working hand forward as if he was trying to grab Jesus's head.
Noticing this Jesus moved his head to the side dodging the man's hand. Then with his hammer handle, he smacked the man in his armored head.
Stunning the crazed man for a second he used the opportunity to bring the hammer back around and smash the man's head in. With a powerful bang, the man's head caved in and exploded like a watermelon. Blood and brainmatter flew into Jeses's face painting him red. " Disgusting. " He commented as he wiped the brains from his face.
With his vision cleared, he saw a pack of dogs approaching him. They growled and showed off their teeth as they came closer. Behind them, he could see the Arabs and Zohan fighting desperately as the Dark Ones slowly started to surround them.
With no time to waste he ran forth. Like batting away flies he sent his hammer from left to right crushing the dog's bodies and sending them flying. With the force, he held one in place as he proceeded to smash its head. Swinging his hammer around he sent dogs flying and bones breaking.
Then another Mutated man came to face him. Both of the man's arms looked like black swords, that by the bloody look of them he had just used to cut down a man. Just like the other one this one charged at him yelling. " Blood for the Gods! "
Sneering at the man in disdain Jesus simply said. " Fuking heretics. "
From two different directions, he sent his swords toward Jesus making it impossible for him to Block all the incoming strikes with his single hammer. So instead he bobbed and weaved around the blades. Then as a blade came from the right and straight he ducked to the right, under the blade and moved to the man's exposed side.
Before the crazed man could react he smashed his hammer into the man's face sending him crashing down to the ground. Still breathing the man attempted to stab at Jesus, but seeing this he created distance and with his hammer smashed the man's legs.
The crazed man roared in a mixture of rage and pain as he tried to swing at Jesus. " Come and let me cut you into little pieces! Follower of the false god! " He yelled crazily.
Not wanting to hear anymore Jesus brought his hammer up once more to finish the man. Seeing this the man brought his swords to his chest in a futile defense. With great strength, the Hammer then came down. First, the man's swords shattered sending blood spewing out of them. Then the second blow smashed the man's body armor and ribs. Blood flew from his helmet gaps. Then the Third completely caved in his chest, creating a crater on his torso.
Pulling his hammer back Jesus could see the man still alive with great amounts of blood spewing out his blood as he tried to say something again. But as he was about to end the man's life his danger senses kicked in. From the wall, he could see a rain of arrows falling down onto the battlefield.
Seeing this Jesus Dodged and blocked the arrows with ease. As arrows rained past him whistling as they di he could see that not all were as lucky or skilled as he. All around the Demon dogs and mutated men were hit and wounded as were the Arabians. But thanks to everyones heavy armor or tough skin no one was killed and the fight went on.
Then as Jesus started to slaughter the dogs once more he started to feel the ground trembling once more but this time much more than before. Then from behind him over the sounds of battle all around him came a loud battle cry yelled by a thousand men. " For Iberia! For Humanity! "
Glancing behind himself he could see the rest of their army charging into the fight with Lord Bispo encouraging them forward from the back. Smiling at this Jesus said to himself. " They are finally here. Took them long enough. "