The Seige Of Praugoth

Kriegfaust Marshal Fritz Von Flemming

He didn't even so as twitch when he saw the Crimsonian officers.

Good evening gentlemen, I am here to relief you of your duties.

The tent lit up with gunfire, and the sound of screaming Crimsonians was carried down to the soldiers.

A few moments later he is seen walking down towards the soldiery again, the rifle slung over his shoulder and him smoking a cigar.

Soldats! Ve begin zhe attack at once! I vant all Officers of rank meet me in zhe Command tent immediatly! He said, his voice booming.

He quickly turned around and walked up to the command tent again.

The Officers Regiment turned towards the tent, the soldiers all prepaired their firearms and automatically went into formation, they were ordered, they knew, what those orders would mean.
Crimsonian land barges evacuated huge masses of consripts and sent their entire leigons infront of the tanks as they marched forwards, Hauslands hovertanks began to move in formation with Jel'aman drill tanks slowly burrowing under the dirt, regreatably the Golden Fist forces were incompitently late due to their superiour firepower, however, they compensated for their stupidity by being a neccicary weapon, loosing them wouldnt be a very good sign for victory.
The airforce also seemed to be annoyingly late, to the joy of the tank Marshal given that he probably had no need for planes when he was an expert of armoured warfare.
Artilery guns, rocket artilery and automatic artilery all possitioned themselves at the flank of the army in a neat formation, creating a huge towering line across the entire plain, eventually, the entire plain would look like a CCCP army prepairing for troop orders and mobilisation, all that needed to be done now was to give the orders.

Diederich followed in rank with the other soldiers.

She replaced the missing ammo after the execution and moved into possition.

The veteran Greenkin scouts the landscape ahead, having a horn ready in his hands incase there should come something up.

The officers agreeing, nodded, they didnt even hesitate to question the order of the armoured general, he was given his troops, now he would have to win a battle with them, however, this was only the begining of the combat, The Azure Templar on the other side, prepaired the defences, they had now entrenched themselves into the very hills, creating a formidable mountain fortress, armies would struggle to climb, however, given that the Golden Fist arrived, perhaps that wasnt a problem, as the officers left the tent they immediatly prepaired the armies, each group with each nation, as ordered, they would perform their instructions to, the latter, all that remained now was for Marshal Flemming to give the order to commence the operation.

Kriegfaust Marshal Fritz Von Flemming

Also, have zhe airforce bombard any defensive positions as zhey zee fit. Vith zhose in our vey as highest priority. Vith zhat zaid, blow zhe vistle to attack.

He said, leaning back in a chair by the mapdesk.

Armies began to march, the Leftenant in that mass of soldiers no doubt most of the other members aswell as they proceeded to their destinations, the army whistle had blown before that, they had listened, if they hadnt, they were shot, that was how things worked.
Thus, keeping up with the pace, the troops moved out, as on the other side, barricades were being prepaired, The Azure Templar were by far, outnumbered, but certainly compensated in firearms where the CCCP compensated in manpower, The Azure Templar officers however did not seem to be the brightest of crayons in the box, thus their military intelegence was almost as limited as some of the lesser officers of their enemy, due to this, the Darkbane, unfortunatley the ones in charge of this defence seemed to be more keen on rushing out blindly like an army of fanatic zealots to the slaughter.
Still, arrogantly, the generals order such simple tactics that their stupidity was more than likley to cost them this battle more than anything.

She smirks for herself as she looks about herself. "Thank heavens that I have all these human shields around me." she thinks for herself.

The troops approached, all became silent, as the deep breathe before the plunge was about to begin, as that breathe faded, the sound of roaring Crimsonian gunfire flew across the trenches with Templar soldiers firing back from the trenches with energy mortars and light automatic weapons, aswell as heavy anti-infantry emplacements firing beem lasers ripping apart entire ranks of the endless Crimsonian row's.
The Mustayed Syev tanks would unburrow behind the templar as caught off guard flame throwers and light cannons alike would rip through the back of the higher defences, aswell as some of the drills underburrowing the defences themselves.
The templars defence was a crippling disaster and it only got worse as the Golden Fist troops rocketed into melee combat with the enemy, energy blades clashing against each other as the two energy wielding troops smashed beem sword to sword, the entire trenchline was in a chaotic panic.
Finally, the Black Rose armour division began to appear behind the enemy lines, the Hammerfaust VI tank was making reasonably efficent work in its many platoons against the enemies lightly armoured Ajax MKII MBT, a small but efficent tracked assault tank capable of light anti-infantry duties, but not able to endure this kind of beating in a million years. Easily torn apart the tanks and forces were quickly forced back into the death trap that was the city, now it would become a swift battle of attrition and urban warfare, the templar forces would have to find some way to break through and escape this chaos, or hold the urban city against the huge onslaught that had already crippled their forces.

The greenkin hid behind a corner at this point, breathing somewhat uneasily under his helm, he had suffered a pretty bad shot in his left arm by a sort of armour piercing bullet type, he wasn't sure what hit him, but it did, he tied it up and placed the armour back over it before lifting his shields again, it was quite hard to use his left arm, but he would, nontheless, he joined into the front lines again.

Diederich wielded his rapier stylishly, while holding his gun in the other hand.
A enemy soldier who was unfortunate to come near him enough, got speared through the mouth, while Diederich shot another soldier with his gun.

However, Diederich didnt have the same speed and energy as usual, due to the lash wounds on his back. But he managed well.

Close to Diederich now, was Melenia, recklessly enough she had wasted her entire ammo container and now fought with her rapier, slithing a poor souls throat over and kicking another one in the groin and stabbing him in the neck with her boot-dagger.

Spotting a enemy soldier, Diederich aimed his gun to fire, but only the sound of a 'click' could be heard, he was out of ammo.
So he shot forward, against the soldier, and impaled him swiftly three times with his rapier before the enemy could draw his gun.

Diederich reloaded his gun again and continued as before.

He swung his shields at an unfortunate CCCP infantry trooper, decapitating him before slamming another in the face, finishing him off on the ground. The Greenkin grunted as several enemy blades collided on his shield as a few tried to open fire on him, he lifted his shields again as the bullets pealed off the shields, he was being pushed back, but leaving quite a trail of bodies where he had been, the wound in his arm was starting to bug him quite a deal now.

Dervish 05 observed the battlefield. His orders had been clear; Take out any strongpoints in the enemy line. As he sped towards the fray, he noticed a single greenskin holding off several CCCP soldiers with two shields.

At least the Greenskin had some innate toughness, unlike his pink-skinned enemies. Their soft flesh was horribly inefficient for combat. He would be interesting to fight.

Now in close vicinity of his target, Dervish 05 leaped into the air, deploying his chains and lunging downwards to the Greenskin.

Ner'tak noticed the incoming grim reaper, as he quickly swung his shields, taking out two CCCP troopers before raising his shields in defence.

On the battlefield, Diederich had gone on for quite a while now.
His sword was soaked in blood, and he stopped for a minute to clean it. As he did so, he spotted someone in the mass of people. A low ranked officer, controlling his platoon, Diederich grinned slightly, thinking that killing him would surely weaken the morale even more. He aproached the officer, but the officer spotted him, drew his gun, and fired. Diederich took the bullet to his lower neck, luckily piercing only flesh. Diederich screamed in pain, but got his focus back, he drew his gun and shot the officer in the knee, and sprinted towards him, swinged his sword and watched the officers head fall to the ground. Diederich pierced the head with his sword, and raised it high. The leaderless platoon looked at the head, not as much in discust due to theire culture, but more with fear that they would surely loose theire lives. The CCCP soldiers quickly eliminated them as they were surrounded.

Dervish 05 hit the shields with both chains. His enemy was now aware of his presence, which made things slightly more difficult. One of his hooked chains managed to get a hold on a shield, and he pulled himself toward it, preparing a toxic fume in his head.

The greenkin quickly slid his arm out of the shield straps drawing the sword on his back, holding it two handed, though the other shield remained on his arm as he did so. He jumps back somewhat, to make a distance, peering at the forgebourne from under his helm.

As the greenskin dropped his shield, Dervish 05 pulled it backwards to him, flinging it into the fray. Watching his enemy draw a two-handed blade, he pulled in his chains again, leaving only the hooks outside his arms. Dervish 05 feinted a charge, following the fake attack with his tail rushing forward in an attempt to grab the sword, disarming his enemy.

Rather than countering the enemy, Ner'tak leaped far to the side, chopping down a CCCP soldier to make space for himself as he know already now, that that forgebourne was going to be a tough match, quite speedy one too, reattractable chains with blades, the greenkin grunted... he'd wait for an opening, if he charged now he'd be killing himself.

As the Greenskin dived behind allied soldiers to evade his attack, Dervish 05 flung the shield backwards into the fray. Cutting down two Azure Templar with his chains returned his prey within vision range, and using the two fallen soldiers as anchor points Dervish 05 pulled himself towards the Greenskin while preparing his tail for a penetrating hit.

He knew this was going no where good for him, his left arm was twitching, but he'd try to end it as soon as possible, he did realise that if he failed now, he could, no, not could, Would die.
The Greenkin prepared for a moment as he swung his remaingin shield to deflect the oncoming blade, if this was succesful, he'd launch himself around and swing his blade right into the low-armoured forgebourne's side with all the force he could muster, hopefully this'd damage the forgebourne enough for him to get away or such.