The dwarves of Copper Snarling are unusual in that they consider no dwarf expendable. The decision to save the two unlucky dwarves that were stranded out in the field when a large goblin siege arrived was a noble but foolish choice that would likely end in a glorious but costly victory. Regardless of the danger, it is better to die a noble death trying to save ones kin than to cower behind the safety of a nigh impenetrable walls while listening to the screams of our dying brothers.
Our military consists of 3 squads of ten, one squad of archers and two squads of melee dwarves. All are clad in the finest steel gear that our legendary smiths have forged over the years. We were outnumbered at least 2 to 1 and thus it was initially believed there would likely be quite serious casualties. Memories of a gory battle that happened out in the open field during the early years of the fortress's history still haunt many who lost loved ones that day.
This day, however, would be different. Where once stood green recruits, now stood grizzled veterans, lords of combat forged through the years of endless goblin attacks. This day we would see why few things in this world are feared more than a squad of legendary dwarven weapon lords decked from head to toe in glorious masterwork steel.
The goblin bowmen were our immediate priority as they were rapidly chasing down one of our stranded dwarven civilians and they were also the closest to the fortress gate.
After batting the initial volley of incoming arrows out of the air, the axe lords were the first to reach the enemy. Immediately the air was filled with the screams and the severed limbs of the enemy. Goblin crossbow men and lashers were torn apart in mere moments. The goblin swordsmen, hammerers, macemen and spearmen quickly joined the fray trying to shore up the shattered first wave but even their weapon lords were no match for the brutally skilled dwarves. It was truly an amazing battle. In the end the only dwarven casualty was a single spear woman who got separated from her squad and who ended up having to take on 5 or 6 goblin spear men by herself. She was knocked unconscious but our most skilled axe lord came to her rescue tearing through them like they were training dummies.
This left the trolls which were trying to chase down the other stranded civilian. They were further away from the center of the action and thus it was their fate to become living pincushions at the hands of our crossbowmen. Those that did not fall to the bolts were finished off by the melee lords after they were done with the goblin main forces. It was an absolute slaughter.
I will never again underestimate the God like killing machines that are dwarven weapon lords. They certainly don't need any help from our fortresses gauntlet of traps any longer. Goblins and trolls might as well be kobolds. I now have a new found respect for dwarven soldiers.
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