The Titan War

[Miss Nikki]

The morning fog was slowly rolling away. The thousands upon thousands of soldiers from many nations faced each other across a massive field. All the nations were there prepared to fight not knowing of the titans who were plotting this entire ordeal north of them. The battle was soon to engage as the armies were lining up preparing to charge and create one massive battle of many nations.

Aella stood with her amazon warriors staring at the armies that were all around. It would be a long and bloody battle before all was said and done. She turned to look at the women who followed her and raised her sword and shield high. "To war!" She shouted and pulled herself up into a white chariot her entire force moved forward the chariots in the front blades spinning on the wheels. They charged forward towards whatever enemies met them first.

[Rtron]

Hazarc watched silently as the two sides approached. He had been hired to fight for a nation, and here he was. The contract said nothing of him having to enter the battle immediately. He switched his gaze to the enemy side. A line of white chariots were approaching his own side, and were cutting through the frontrunners to his own. He have a signal to Grair. She nodded and gave a signal to her archers. As They lifted their bows, and held them their strings drawn aiming at a specific area to fire as one upon and rain death up their enemies, she lifted her arm. A few moments later, she dropped her arm, and the bows sang as they were released. Arrows, black as night, flew towards where the chariot riders were approaching. The opposing forces met at the same time, the arrows slamming into the chariot riders, though it remained to be seen if much damage was made to the chariot line. He drew his blade and walked behind the wooden stake line, created by the infantry of the Legion, waiting silently with Zraz and his troops. The undead's eyes glowing a bright green, waited silently, while the human troops could be heard breathing heavy as they prepared themselves for battle.

[KnightsTemplar]

Not a sound was heard but the marching of feet echoing across the landscape as the Spartan Hoplite Legion advanced to the field of battle, with the enemy line in sight the signals were given and the Spartan Warriors moved into their phalanx positions. Strategos Petrakos placed his Elites on the far left of their line, then three of his less experianced to the Elites right with two phalanx of veterans to bolster the the first, his plan was to hit the enemies leftside of their line then swing the elites around and roll up the enemies left flank.


Strategos Petrakos frowned as the Chariots of the Amazons launched forward, they should of waited for the enemy line to weaken before being sent in. Upon seeing the sky darken with the flight of arrows, he gave the signal for the phalanxes to move forward in tight formation, shields interlocked, spears of the first rows pertruding from under their shields while the second and third rows [retruding from over the top. The Warriors from each phalanx began to sing the battle hymn as they advanced at a walk then increaseing the pace faster and faster as they closed with the enemys frontline.