The Battle of Lower Rodenburg

[nordicg_d 1847]

 

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDMdmlUgMNU

 

Renatian officers standing victorious over the Orenian marshals at the Battle of Lower Rodenburg

 

The trumpets blared and the men marched forward, battle was about to come to the fields of Rodenburg. At the front of the vanguard stood the brave knights of Renatia, its flank was secured by Courlandic halberdiers and peasant skirmishers. On the opposing side of the river stood the Orenian army, commanded by Arthur de Falstaff and reinforced by Reiver mercenaries and Snow elven cavalry. Their numbers were superior yet as the old prophetic teutonic saying goes “Always outnumbered, never outgunned.” The battle began on the morning of the 11th of the Sun’s Smile 1715 with arrow fire and javelins being exchanged across the river, the skirmishing yielded little results on both sides and soon the Orenian army grew bold and brave, though that would soon be their demise. The marshal rallied his men to the bridge and brazenly charged them across.

 

Martinus Horen, the son of the dreaded corsair prince of Aeldin worked in union with his leading leftenants to feign a retreat and bait the entire enemy army into a brutal ambush. Unbeknownst to the Orenian marshal, he had fallen for a simple ruse and called for a retreat of his forces back beyond the river. This was all too late, however, as the Norlander infantry and Orcish warband had been placed discreetly in ambush ready to launch deadly raids upon the enemy backline. The Snow elven cavalry commanded by Aelthos Tundrak tried to restore order in the Orenian battle line and committed to a full scale cavalry charge but was annihilated by both Norlander and Orcish berserkers. King Alvar Ruic and Rex Burbur’Lur moved to reform the line to receive the full force of the Orenian legions, and they held strong whilst Martinus Horen strategically charged his force over the bridge.

 

When both lines came to clash, the fight turned into a very vicious and bloody melee which saw the Renatian knights bare the full brunt of the losses, yet the training and skill of these soldiers led to a decisive victory with minimal losses. Orcish berserkers cut through the Snow elven cavalry like butter, sending them into a full retreat and watching as the remaining men fled in coward and in disgrace. The Norlandic mauraders charged straight into the melee, making what would appear to be a last stand but killing many Reivers in the process. The King of Norland although swarmed and encircled in the battlefield came out victorious, felling many Orenian commanders himself in battlefield duels.

 

“The day is ours” cheered Martinus Horen and his cheers where echoed across the riverlands of Rodenburg.

 

Ave Renatus, the unshakable force of humanity  

 

“Mark this as the 94th grievance.”

 

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[sergisala 3451]

“Ave Courland. Ave Renatus, ave the unshakable force of humanity” Alexander would say

[1_Language_1 1671]

“If some idiots didn’t run and hide and just fought, we would have won.” Timothy retorted.

[Man of Respect 5471]

Daleka smiles the sun smile

[nordicg_d 1847]

Just now, Quintessential said:

“If some idiots didn’t run and hide and just fought, we would have won.” Timothy retorted.

  

*Reggie laughs so ******* hard

[Monkee 7369]

“There were literally exactly three Snow Elves present, what are you talking about?"

[Auriel_ 652]

IPK forces begin to solidify and loot the area of corpses, outfitting fresh and youthful recruits- bolstered by the battle won by wit and sheer strength of will.

 

 

[BannedGecko 59]

Ave Emperor Godfrey III

[sneakybandit 1650]

Erik Rorik smirks atop the walls of Dunharrow

[bickando 3967]

“Ave Horen! Ave Renatus!” cheers William, his blade bloody with rebel blood!

[ferdaboy 3472]

Titus cheers as he watched the men return to Helena, hands full of goodies! “Ave Renatus!” 

[squakhawk 14038]

Illythia grins widely, a smirk of a bloodied soldier awaiting the day the traitors broke upon her castle’s walls.

[The_Very_Cranky_Varangian 26]

An old man, standing on a hillside overlooking the battle, bears a wrinkled grin. He turns and heads back into the shadows of the forest behind him.

[helldiving 5793]

✠ “Even now I could cut through the five of you like carving a cake!” – shouts Ser Rodrik “The Bloody” from atop his horse as the enemy force retreats from the battlefield. ✠

[Aeus 2653]

“Ave Imperium Renatum!” Calls our Robert d’Anpalais from fort REDACTED. “Death to the traitors to humanity!”