Archers ready!

It has been a while but I have been pretty busy. In the meantime I could finish my archers, some skavens to add to the photographs and some side characters to this story.

So be ready for another chapter

The merchant company resist in the nearby of the farms near the old dwarven road. The ratmen have tried several times to storm the house. The merchant is slightly better, while his wounds are still a problem, he could be moved south to Tor Nimtala. But the chaos creatures could not let it be, they approach for a final attack. The end is nigh for the elf retainers.

The ratmen approach the shieldwall. No more arrows from the merchant company to repel this wave. When suddenly...

A unit of elf archers run to the skirt of the forest to discharge volley after volley against the ratmen. The attack has been repelled for now, but they have gathered in the forest nearby. They will try again one more time.

- Kelvhan; "A, Durothil my old friend! If it wasn't by your warriors we could not have stopped them for long!"

- Durothil: "We would have wanted to come earlier and in better shape. But we will have to deal with our men."

- Kelvhan: "What is it?"

- Durothil: "Some farmers and militiamen brought us the message. Chaos pawns attacking the farms north from the old river fortress. The mage readied the troops and tried to march swiftly with several regiments. But we were ambushed in the vineyards."

- Durothil: "We were surrounded and the company scattered. We could continue the march after defeating several waves. But we know nothing about the mage and the other warriors."

- Kelvhan: "Do not worry my friend! Your help is greatly welcomed. So be it, we will march south then."

Kelvhan prepared the troops, reformed the spearmen and commanded the column. When the ratmen tried to storm the farmlands again, the volley fire hit them hard.

- Kelvhan: "Spears, ready!"

- "Charge! rout them out! They are disbanding and running to the forest!"

The company could move through the attackers. They were defeated... for now. The road was not easy and free of dangers.
Another group of ratmen tried to attack the column near a hill slightly south of the elven fort in the fork of the river Tarano and Bellagio. However, this time they were prepared and the archers had better position. An elf with a bow is a terrible enemy, and their elite archers could devastate the attackers before they could clash with the spearmen.

Even such elite company of archers and retainers will not last enough without the reinforcement from Tor Nimtala or the troops from the old elf fort.

The old elf lands from what humans know as Tilea are a diminished glory of old. The commerce, specially of the elven wines, flourish. The slavery was abandoned after the elf civil war. Humans work the land for the elven lords that didn't abandoned the lands for a life in the woods or returning to Ulthuan.
However, the sudden strike have difficulted the task of ready the militia.

However, some elfs will not stay still waiting for a response or the help. They will seek for it.
The young Lyeneru Adkalyn is one of these brave swordsmen. She will bring the message to Tor Nimtala, one or two days South. And fear the enemy that oppose in her way.

What will be the fate of the elf company and the young lady. See them in the next chapter.

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Oh, by the way. It is June and the army is only half done. So I failed this challenge thing and must add a grudge to my grudge book. Whoops.