Point of View of Franz HahnToday we go into battle. I s'pose I should be excited.. but I'm scared. Were just militia and were facing elite Janissaries.. We have numbers against them... but still. I want to return home to my wife...to hold her in my arms and hide away from these wars, but no.. we march forward towards the Ottoman's.
Suddenly I hear the other elements of my unit detach from the cannons and trot back into position with the rest of us behind the cannons, I listen carefully for the orders of my captain, he's one of the veterans from the last battle of Klausenburg, but he is quiet for now. I see another couple horses from my unit relaying orders from Guido, then within moments I hear an ear breaking sound as the cannons in front of fire. Then the infantry is moving forward, then I see movement in front of us... the ottomans are marching forward.
Suddenly I hear the captain yell out orders, and where heading towards the left flank, I try to get a good luck, though its hard to see over my comrades, I can kinda see a unit of musketeers and Janissaries marching forward.
Then suddenly we are charging forward, the musketeers I think, I raise my sword with my unit and brace myself for battle, but it is for naught as the musketeers see us and run, I see some of my comrades cut down a few of them before we break off and let them run away.
We march forward again heading, mainly watching for opportunities to charge into flanks in the general direction of the right flank, I look around hurriedly scared that the enemies might show up behind us, but I don't see anybody. A horse rides up to the captain, from the direction of Guido, I overhear some words exchanged but I can't understand them. Then we are charging again, over walls and fences, and through trees...
We pass a unit of our miltia as we charge, then we see the enemies, engaged in a melee with one of our infantry, it looks bloody, I see my friends raise there swords, and I raise mine, silently praying for them to rout like the last unit we faced.
Then. Chaos. I swing my sword widely at anybody wearing green jackets, I feel resistance, then none. I think my blade just took someones life. The I see a sword slash at me, I move my sword to block it but see one of my comrades cut him down before I have to defend myself. I hear horses dying, screams...death.
We fought for several minutes, then I heard the captain order us to pull out, and so I turn my horse in the direction he's heading, (I must of gotten closer to him during the battle) Then we are pushing through friends and enemies... then we are free, I look behind and see the final enemies routing. Victory...