Sup. so yeah chapter three.

Ch 3

Camillus Geganius Bonifatius, the general of the Imperial army at Alnus felt something was wrong, he had sent an overwhelming advanced force to secure the other side of the gate, but now it returned in taters with a few hundred prisoners. They were strange people, speaking in a barbaric tongue that unnerved him and were just different enough that he found them as if a different race though he knew they were still human like he and his men.

Still the survivors reported there being a dense settlement on the other side, a hot place and the architecture was strange to them. They faced resistance in small pockets of rag tag groups, likely just some local gangs as one officer noted. They carried strange staves that roared and spewed death in flames. This was concerning, was this a wizarding city like Rondel, that could prove troublesome if there was unknown magic being used, perhaps he should send for some magic users to study it.

More troubling still was that the true enemy force arrived by sunset, with the diminishing light they were stuck in an unfamiliar city against a new foe, which according to some possessed war beasts of their own that made strange roars that petrified men to the spot before their wits came about.

All of this painted a bleak picture, and unknown world and foe was worrisome, still he was a General of the empire, no force could stand in its way and this new world would fall to its military might. He watched Alnus, a counter attack would come and he would crush it.

Khan was latched to the side of the APC, they had no real knowledge of the enemy by what he gathered, the language was still being translated, combat footage still being analyzed and his memories of the invasion were still hazy. Still they carried on. Parts of the surrounding buildings were demolished to allow the vehicles to travel through in two rows, I may not be a military man, but I knew this was a prime ambush in the making.

Wait, why didn't I get inside the apc then!? Was I trying to be macho, oh Allah I might die like this! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

We reached the end of the tunnel, and atop a hill. The tanks were already here, six Al Zarrar's, upgraded Type 59's had spread across the hill top leaving space for the M113's to pass through the gaps and unload their occupants, while using themselves as cover.

Ass this APC passed the tanks and stopped on a flat area and started to unload I let myself off, reached to the helmet I 'borrowed' and lowered the night vision. I saw them, thousands of men and monsters out there, we truly were blessed that they didn't try to ambush us at the entrance, I remember those giants tossing cars at me. As a motor team got unloaded someone took the mounted gun and swerved it around to the enemy.

First there was nothing but the rumbled of motorized engines, then the enemy started to light their torches, I aimed my rifle, just like swat training. No one fired, the torches continued to be lite, we set up motors and mg's, then a horned sounded, they knew we were here.

I fired the first shot that night, then everyone and thing did too.

My rifle clicked dry when the sun came up. Night felt like it lasted a little longer then back home, was this a different planet?

The second wave arrived to find us just poring rounds into the surrounding country side and set up more fire power. Now that it was starting to light up we turned of the night vision and looked at the land with or own eyes. It was filled with death. The corpses were scattered, blown limb from limb the blood ran in rivers and the smell was starting. It seemed like we won, the engineering corps started the fortification process, it would take a while as the materials and premade parts would be delivered from home, so we were the first and last line of defense until then. Squads were being formed to search the surroundings, they were to look for stranglers that hadn't retreated, I hoped all the motors had detonated for their sake. I would not join them, this was just too much.

The radio tower was just put up when an officer came up to me and handed me a radio, he saluted me to my surprise then ran off. It seemed sleeker then others and was heavier. I raised it to my ear and listened to a familiar female voice.

"Enjoying yourself."

"There is no joy in slaughter."

"Is that not warriors live for?"

"Get to the point."

"Fortifications are under way, some success at translating their language was made when we cross referenced of European languages. I just listened to a report from the commander on the other side about the enemy, with the data from interviews and captured equipment, these people are still living in antiquated times."

"What do you plan for them, conquest?"

"Goodness no, obviously we will treat this as we would a U.N operation for now. How arrogant do you think we are? Still we will try to blend in, if the enemy is competent they will try to use reconnaissance and hit and run against us, they will know where we set up base so we should try to conceal our movements, motorized vehicles for important uses only, nearly everything else will be on foot or horse."

"Huh, can I get a unicorn?"

"No, an Arab crossed with a Thoroughbred. You can pretend to know what that means. I will send further equipment with it and a tent. Happy camping."

The line went dead. Camping, can't I just walk back through and squat somewhere?

Emperor Molt Sol Agustus felt his brow twitch slightly, "There has been no word from Alnus?"

A council member bowed and spoke," Not since the message stating the failure to secure the other side of the gate reached us my lord. It has been a week since."

"The message also did mention of possible enemy wizards with unknown spells." Another spoke.

Molt stood, steely eyes passed over the senate, "Then we shall send reinforcements, magic is not but simple yet useful tricks as we have seen before, send word the might of the empire shall conquer these barbarians." Each word perfectly pronounced, giving of an air of passion despite the calm demeanor with which it was given.

Later that day an army was sent from the capitol, a true display of imperial might. Of all the souls that rode out, none would ever be heard from again.

She was annoyed, an entire damn week and nothing, the scientists couldn't start to figure out how that damn gate worked. But no matter the gentleman across from her would soon speed things along, with the right incentive of course.

"Dragon scales are an unusual find, how perchance did the government come by such preserved specimens."

"Ho they were just lying around. Would it interest you that cooperation would yield more… interesting items?"

"And why would we agree to do so."

"Because the Mergichan are a magi family in decline, but we offer more bounty and opportunity to fix that."

The wrinkly old mans eyes narrowed, she knew she would win, greed and pride were so easily manipulated.

Surprise this was a lowkey fate crossover, not enough of one though mention of this will be sparse in the fic. As always until next time.