Awwww yeah, the dwarves just reminded me how badass they are. I had an Orc siege, about 50 strong, all flocking on my unfinished wall. I decided to wait it out, and maybe get an Orc or two with an archer (Had LOTS of copper bolts laying around). So near the end of winter, I notice the Orcs getting very close to my tower. I set up an archer (who used to be an infantry soldier before getting a spinal injury) on the edge of the unfinished wall, bout 11 stories high. She shot them rapidly, by the end killing 8 and injuring the rest. By that time, I knew it was time to go on the offensive.
I drew up the soldiers, under the command of Sheriff Kumil Stonelabored the Shameful Chants, and set them up at the gates. The lever was pulled, and the fight was on. Kumil led the charge, going straight into an Orcish officer, swiping his head off with one cry and swing. Other Orcs on the captured walls took notice, and charged toward the five men (one was asleep; I have 6 infantry and 1 archer). It looked like the end of the valiant stand for Everchannel, with 50 against 5. The odds were even, according to a former one-eyed spinal injured sheriff, Sarvesh Glazedsteel. They each bore different weapons; two swords, one hammer, one mace, one spear. The axeman was in dreamland.
They charged straight into the Orcs, led by Sarvesh, and disappeared into the brawl. I looked to see where they were, but I knew what was happening. Arms, legs, heads, flying everywhere, none belonging to a dwarf. A swarm of four of five soon laid dead at his feet. The spearman, untrained in the use of a spear, but a deadly champion yet, laid a few with wounds, and killed two. The Orcs were quickly pushed back into the narrow wall. They stood like wheat to the scythe to Kumil. He blazed through them tirelessly, not showing any wound nor fatigue. At this point, the Orcs knew they have been defeated. The Dwarves gave chase, and mopped up most that remained. A few archers, still in the brook valley, fled toward the wall to escape; right into the hands of the dwarves.
The archers did not fight, but attempted to get past them. It was no use; they were cut down, and none escaped. By the end, the few numbered Orcs remaining left to tell horrible tales of the vicious dwarves in their terrible tongue. Each of the dwarves had many kills to their name, and were given titles for their courage. No Dwarf was killed nor injured in this war, thanks to armorsmith Daton Vabokish.
The [partial] carnage:
Oh, and I caught 3 Orc wrestlers and one master spearman. What to do with them?
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