The air was cool with the smell of pine. A slight breeze brushed through the autumn leaves. Small green pigs ran through a bush and birds flew overhead. A pig stopped and took a drink from a nearby stream. It looked up and saw a flock of black birds fly from the trees. Smoke rose up into the sky and the pig ran. Across the river, over some hills, and in a trench, were fifty armored soldiers. "Hold the line!" A knight in dirty silver armor walked down the trench. The soldiers fired their crossbows out of the trench into the charging enemy forces.
The knight grabbed a crossbow and fired. The arrow flew through the air at blinding speeds and hit a man in the arm. The arrow went through and the man fell on the ground, screaming in pain. The knight loaded another arrow and shot. The arrow impaled the man in the chest and the knight continued down the trench. "Cease fire!" He ordered. The soldiers stopped shooting but didn't turn away. The knight leaned against the dirt wall next to the captain. Smoke had been kicked up in the distance making it hard to see anything beyond thirty meters.
The ground was littered with the bodies of horses and men. Many had been shot down, others had spears and swords in their bodies. "Sound off!" The captain yelled. The soldiers called their names. Fifty-three out of the original seventy-eight remained. The smoke started to settle and the world was quiet. Nothing moved in the distance. There were more bodies than the knight thought. A body moved and the soldiers followed it. A soldier in the same armor got up and limped over.
His panting breath could be heard from the trench. The knight watched closely. "Ignite," He whispered to the Captain. The Captain whispered it to the soldier beside him and the message was passed on. The soldiers armed arrows with small glass balls on the tip instead of points. "Fire." A soldier fired an arrow. The arrow coursed through the air and landed on the ground. Fire erupted and two bodies got up and started flailing. The knight shot the soldier coming towards them. The rest of the soldiers fired their arrows.
The flames engulfed the field, igniting the bodies, dead or alive. The knight stared at the men as they scrambled around, trying to get the flames off but to no prevail, and smirked. "Get the men out," The knight said to the captain. "We're done here."
