Chapter 15 The siege of Cordoba part 3

A fierce battle was being fought all over the walls. As 18 siege tower ramps opened, sending human men pouring forth. Some unlucky souls got instantly shot by muskets or bows, when the ramp opened. Some had some success as they managed to get into duels, where peasants faced peasants. In such a battle the fight could go waterway.

Luckily for the defending peasants, they had support, from the defensive towers.

As two peasants fought, with swords and shields. The Granadan peasant did a clean sideways kick on the other man's knee. His knee made a cracking sound and moved to an unnatural angle. As the man screamed in pain. He was sent tumbling to the ground.

Seeing his chance the Granadan went for a stab. But before he could connect an arrow flew past his shield, piercing his knee. His strike was, stopped as he stumbled a little and yelled. 'Aaaaa fuck me, fuking knee! Just like my father once! I too have an arrow in the knee!'

Seeing a opportunity the defender, got to his knees with gritted teeth and thrust his sword, toward the man's stomach.

Quickly out of instinct, the Granadan went to grab the sword, with his left hand. Before he realized it, the blade cut through his fingers and embedded itself in his forearm, which was hugging the shield. He yelled in pain and with gritted teeth, slashed his sword at the man's arm, cutting it in two. As the attackers arm fell, so too did his fingers.

As both men screamed in pain on the ground. Two new combatants took their place and so the fight went on.

As the first wave of bodies, Granadan peasants were sent. As such, they got cut down with ease. When faced with an armored warrior.

Tao and the Jesuit fought on the walls. Shield blocked sword and sword hit sword. After exchanging a few blows, Tao sent a straight kick to the Jesuits shield. Doing so his shield hand was sent to the side, opening a gap in his defence. With his chest wide open. Tao went for a thrust at the mans leather armored chest.

The Jesuit dropped his sword and went to grab the incoming blade. Grabbing the blade he managed to stop it just as he felt his skin being pierced.

Shocked Tao looked at the man and thought. Shit, he got plate gauntlets.

Before Tao could react, the Jesuit sent his shield crashing down, with immense force on Taos sword hand. Tao yelled as he dropped his sword out of pain. Tao staggered back a few steps holding his right arm.

Quickly the Jesuit grabbed Tao's blade and struck him in the left shoulder, digging in deep.

Tao felt extreme pain and then he heard it. 'Now! push together!' Came a voice, slightly from his left, In front of the siege tower. Suddenly a powerful invisible gust of wind hit him. All Granadan men were thrown 2 meters in the air, and flying back down the wall.

With a sword through his left shoulder. Tao watched as his feet left the ground, the Jesuit watched in wonder. As he flew over the wall, plummeting to the ground.

The Jesuit could only hear one word from the man. 'I'm sorry Xixi!' Then the man and the rest of them disappeared, behind the wall, as they screamed in horror.

Jesus and the three force-wielding warriors, huffed and puffed as they tried to catch their breath.

Warrior Karl said with painted breath. ' L-lets not do that again. I I feel like I'm gonna faint.'

Jesus replied. 'Indeed. Let's save over strength for the thought opponents.'

Warrior Ledo commented. ' Agreed. That was too much. It feels like, I just set my new bench press record.'

As they spoke the people around them watched them In wonder and whispered. 'Are they the chosen of God Sighard?' A other man said. ' This is a sign. God is with us.' Hearing this others joined in, shouting. ' Gods is with us! God's with us! God with us!'

As they cheered, a new batch of peasants climbed the siege tower and charged. As they charged, a battle cry could be heard. 'Die Concervatives! Die!' A few of them were hit with musket balls and arrows. After which the battle commenced.

The Jesuit warrior had picked up his sword and was now facing a new opponent. Luckily this one was not fast or skilled. As their swords collided, he twisted his wrist and with skillful movement, sent his sword on the man's fingers. As the peasant's fingers came off and grip loosened. He pushed past the sword and cut the man down. With a heavy slash, blood came pouring out of the man as he fell to the ground. In shock bleeding to death.

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Jesus stood with his force-wielding comrades, side to side. Together they formed an impenetrable wall of Shields and armor, that no peasants could pierce. As they thrusted they're swords forward. Screams and curses flew in the air. 'Fuck! Shit! AAA my dick, you stabbed my dick! Mamaa!' Blood and guts were sent flying, painting the white warriors red. Seeing this massacre, men urinated out of fear. One man shat his pants, creating a horrible smell on the wall.

As the battle went on, the 20 Jesuit's and Jesus formed a ring around the siege tower. While they blocked and stabbed, spearmen thrusted they're spears from the back. At the same time, missiles rained down on the attackers. Uncaring of the dead and dying, humans poured forth from the tower.

A Jesuit warrior got low, as he lifted his shield. Blocking an incoming overhead strike, from a mace. The mace wielder left his stomach wide open. Seeing this the Jesuit did a sideways slice, cutting the man's stomach open. The man's undigested food spilled out. creating an awful smell. As the Jesuit breathed in, he smelled it and choked. He fought the urge to puke. As the other man fell lifelessly to the ground, he released his bladder, shitting and pissing himself. Seeing this and smelling it. The Jesuit puked inside his helmet. With his head hung low. From the T-shaped-visor came a stream of puke, on the walls. Some others joined in while some held it in.

Just then a new batch of enemies arrived, rats. An unarmed, rat-faced man pounced on the puking Jesuit. With it's rat-like teeth it bit him in the lower neck.

As the Jesuit screamed and struggled, a spear came from behind. Piercing the rat-like man's back. But the rat-like man did not relent. Seeing this the spearman stomped on his head. The man's teeth hit the Jesuits collarbone, shattering them instantly. With broken teeth, he pulled back and screamed in pain. Holding his broken teeth with two hands. Seeing this the spearman smiled and said mockingly. ' Yeeaahhh! Get stomped on, bitch!' His eyes widened in fear, as he saw a spear-wielding rat coming behind the other.

In anger, the Jesuit gripped his sword tight and sent it straight through the rat-faced man, above him. As the Jesuit pushed, he lifted the rat-faced man's body up. The charging rat, noticed this too late and he skewered himself, on his sword. The Jesuit was surprised as he felt the heavy weight of two Ratmen on his sword. The spearman just laughed and mocked the rats. 'Hahaha! Stupid rats!'

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Below the wall, next to the siege tower, a fearsome rat-ogre stood. With it's four eyes it watched as rats were thrown down the tower. Seeing his comrades die, infuriated him. The rat ogre was not a good climber and didn't like the fire burning In front of the tower. But the siege tower looked easy to climb. It had multiple holes, created by cannonballs that he could use to climb. Thinking of this he started to climb, from the back side of the tower.

The tower had multiple floors with ladders, but he was too big to use them. So he started to climb the levels by hand. As he climbed the tower shook and cracked. It already had all floor's filled with soldiers. With the additional weight, the tower made a growing noise, it was at its breaking point.

Luckily for it it's weight didn't break the tower and it made it up. But unluckily for the defenders, they now faced a 3-meter-tall rat ogre on the wall. Seeing the killers of his kind, the ogre roared. 'Ski ski, Raaaaaaarrrrr!' And then it charged, blinded by rage he crushed and tossed his allies to the sides. Some were thrown off the tower, while others flew into enemy swords and spears.

A few archers and muskets fired at the creature but it wasn't enough. 'Brace yourselves!' Jesus yelled as the ogre ran straight towards them.

The rat ogre dived forward off the ramp, in a Superman pose. It's fists collided with Shields with a great bag. Karl, Jesus, Bragi and 6 spearmen were sent flying off the wall, as its body collided with them. All they heard as they flew off the wall was warrior Ledo yell. 'Why would you take that, head on! You Idioootttsss!'

They flew over the cobblestone street and fell, almost 2 meters on top of a two-story house.

With a loud thud, they're backs hit the roofing knocking the air out of them. As Karl tried to catch his breath, he yelled to Ledo jokingly. 'W-What sort of a follower are you! If you don't follow the master's orders!' Jesus said with a pained laugh. 'I guess that is not how you face a creature like that. The more you know hahahaha.' Then Bragi got up and looked around as he said, with a worried expression. 'Master I think the others are dead.' He pointed below them to the street, where 6 mangled and twisted bodies could be seen.

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Back at the wall. While the Jesuits fought the regular rats off, Ledo and the others attacked the ogre.

As the rat ogre lay on its stomach not yet recovered, all the men attacked it. Spears and swords stabbed at it and mace's clobbered it. Warrior Ledo thrusted his sword to the rats massive shoulder. His sword barely even pierced the creature's tough skin. To his side, he saw the same thing. All attacks only scratched at the creature creating flesh wounds and minor bleeding. Warrior Ledo just thought to himself. ' Ohh shit.'

Enraged by the humans, the rat ogre pushed itself up with strength. Knocking some humans back. With it's tail, it grabbed a spearman and tossed him against the wall of the defensive tower. With a crack and splat, the impact destroyed his skull, spilling brain madder to the ground as he died. With it's hands, it grabbed and smashed humans to the ground.

Spears, swords, arrow's and musket balls hit the ogre, but he didn't care. With it's fists it crushed heads and limbs. Then he took a man in both hands. Screaming the man died as the ogre bit his flesh, and tore him in half. Blood flew everywhere, and men screamed as bodies flew. Ledo just kept his distance, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Jesus and the others were trying to get back into the battle as they climbed down, from the roof.

Seeing this scene the lord of Segres joined in. He commanded his musket men on the wall to form a firing line. He and his son joined the line aiming their muskets as well.

4 eyes watched as the lightly armored humans fled, but some brave ones still pointed their spears and swords at him. From one of its eyes, it saw 17 well-armored men and some not so, killing his bredrin. From its other eye, it saw 22 muskets pointing at it. It was stupid but even stupid knew this, muskets were a bad omen.

With a roar the beast charged. 'Ski ski, Raaaaaaarrrrr!' It was only 5 meters away as it charged, with only a few spearmen standing between it and the musket line.

Seeing this the lord's son yelled. 'Wait there's still people in the way!' Gritting his teeth the Lord said. 'No, it's too late! Fire at will!'

Musket balls ripped through men and beast. Men were turned into swizz cheese, with holes in their heads and bodies. The beast staggered, greatly wounded. With it's strength fading it jumped.

All lord Segres could do is say. ' Oh no.' in the last second before impact, he jumped to the side. But it was too late, as his legs were crushed. Under its weight they turned unnaturally, crippling him. As he yelled. 'Aaaaaaaaa!' He looked back.

There he could see the rat pummeling his conquistadors with the body of his son. It tossed the useless weapon over the lord, into the wall of smoke. Then it moved towards him. Brave conquistadors stepped In front of the lord, with their sword at the ready.

The rat ogre went for a wide swing with it's left hand. Noticing such this the conquistador crouched, dodging the attack. Taking this opportunity he stabbed the creature in the gut, saying with a smile. 'I got you.'

Howling in pain the rat grabbed the man's head with his right hand. It's claw's dug into the man's neck. The man stabbed it in the arm as he struggled. But then the ogre ripped his head and spine out of the man's body.

Now spine in hand he used it as a powerful whip, cutting two frightened men in half. The other conquistadors looked in horror not knowing what to do, as the creature crouched down on the lord.

It laughed evilly in triumph. 'Kikikiki!' As it opened its mouth to eat the lord.

Seeing his doom approach and his men backing away, the lord screamed. 'Help me you stupid Fucks! Heeeellllppp!' he saw the rats big open mouth and then a sword came through it.

Warrior Ledo had sensed a perfect opportunity and jumped on the ogres back, quickly piercing its head. Ledo said smilingly, atop the rat. 'You can thank me later my lord.'

Lord Segres watched in horror as the ogre fell on him.

Finally, Jesus, Bragi and Karl came up the stairs. Arriving to see the lord struggling under a big rat. Quickly along with the others on the walls they went to help the lord. Once freed the lord started to crawl towards the battlements.

Jesus quickly stopped him and asked. 'What are you doing my lord? You need to see a healer now.' quickly he motioned to the lord's last few remaining men to help him.

As they grabbed his shoulders he yelled angrily. 'Don't touch me! I have to get my son back! He's somewhere out there! If we hurry we can still save him!'

Seeing his broken body and crazed state. Jesus just sight and said. 'Take him back to the castle, for immediate treatment.'

With the death of the Lord's son, the critically wounded Lord and most of his personal men being dead. Jesus took command of the small section of wall.

The small section of wall was defended originally by 230 men, now it had only 130 men left. The rest were wounded or dead.

Watching the bloody scene Jesus heart ached. If only he was a bit stronger and trusted in the force. Maybe this could have been prevented. As he thought of this, heavy rain started to fall. Washing away the blood and extinguishing the flames.