Three hours later, in Amiens

The city was braced for the barbarian attack. The population had been evacuated to Cherbourg, a city on the Seine River near the middle of the French empire. Napoleon's forces there were still preparing for battle and the Americans had still not arrived.

Napoleon had asked the Russians for help but Catherine refused. Her excuses for this were that she was still rebuilding her army and empire and that her nearest soldiers were in the city of Rostov, which was almost right in the middle of the Russian empire. Napoleon, apart from the American's aid, was on his own.

The last of the city's archer defences were still getting ready along the wall. The mayor of Amiens was on the wall. He was wearing thick armour and was carrying a rifle in his hands. There was no question if he wanted to fight or not.

One of his soldiers ran up to him.

"Sir," he said "We have a visual on the enemy barbarians. They have their army separated into three groups. One really big army in the middle and two smaller formations on both sides."

"Where are those Americanz' when I need them?" the Amiens mayor asked himself "All units!" he shouted "prepare to fire on these barbarian scum." Every archer got a bow ready to fire at the incoming enemy.

At first, there was no noise, except for the occasional singing of a bird flying overhead. Then, that was blocked out by a loud battle cry. Almost immediately after it finished, a large wave of barbarians armed with spears, swords, clubs, axes and bow and arrows charged out of the forest, near the city, and headed straight for the city.

"READY!" the mayor shouted. All the archers pulled their arrows back on their bows. The barbarians were getting closer and closer.

"FIRE!" the mayor yelled. Instantly, the air was filled with screams of pain and battle cries as the archers arrows rained down on the barbarians. Norte Chico was near the front of his army.

"FIRE!" he shouted. At once, every archer, in his army, fired their arrows at the wall. Screams of pain filled he air once again as French archers and their defenders began to fall from the wall.

Some of the muscular barbarians, which were armed with clubs and axes, had reached the city gates and began pounding on them to try and break them open.

"Swordsmen and spearmen behind the gates!" the mayor shouted "get ready to repel these attackers," Every swordsmen and spearmen along the wall began running down the steps, that led from the top of the wall to the ground, and headed for the gates.

"Where are our riflemen?" the mayor asked one of his soldiers

"Sir, our riflemen have been used to evacuate the population and escort them to Cherbourg," the soldier replied.

"WATCH OUT!" a nearby archer shouted. A rock flew through the air, over the wall and hit a nearby hut not far behind the wall.

"WHERE THE HELL DID THE BARBARIANS GET CATAPULTS FROM!" the mayor yelled. A few more rocks flew over the wall and hit their targets, causing those buildings to collapse and bury those near them.

The barbarians had managed to smash though the gates and were pouring into the city. The spearmen were best at fighting the clubmen, but most of them were engaged in battles with the barbarian axmen. The same thing was going on with the swordsmen fighting the clubmen and a few barbarian spearmen instead of the axmen.

"Surrender now!" Norte Chico shouted to the mayor "and we will let whatever remains of your army go."

"We will never surrender!" the mayor shouted back "We will fight to the death. Do your worst,"

"So be it!" Norte Chico shouted "All units, charge into the city. Massacre everyone and steal any gold and valuable possessions you find,"

"Sir, we need to retreat behind the wall," a soldier said to the mayor "We will suffer even more casualties if we remain on the wall."

"Pull back! Pull back!" the mayor shouted.

Norte Chico's barbarian were very close to breaking through the defenders at the gates, even though they were suffering heavy casualties. The mayor saw no way out of this battle.

"That's it," he said to his advisors "the city is lost,"

"Sir," one of his advisors, who was looking through binoculars, said "I see soldiers coming in from the hills. It's…It's the Americanz'. It's the Americanz'. They're here!" he shouted, happily.

"Gimme those," the mayor said, taking the binoculars from the advisor. He looked through them and saw the American flag banner being carried by a riflemen. Around that riflemen were other riflemen dressed in dark blue army uniforms.

"Just in the nick of time," the mayor said "Are they counterattacking? Yes, they are charging towards Norte Chico and his army."

"Thank god," the advisor said "The Americanz' came just in time,"

At the gates, Norte Chico was near the battle when one of his soldiers ran up to him.

"Sir, the Americans are here and they are armed with rifles," he said. Norte Chico looked at the hills and saw the American's charging towards them.

"FALL BACK! FALL BACK!" He yelled to his army. Those that were not fighting were able to run. Those that were still fighting the French did not hear their leader until it was too late.

"Sir, what do we do with our catapults?" a barbarian soldier asked Norte Chico.

"Leave them, just run!" Norte Chico replied. As his army ran from the city, a group of the American riflemen began firing at them. They managed to get a few barbarian soldiers but the ret managed to escape into the trees of the forest.

The rest of the barbarians were killed by the Americans when they tried to escape.

"VICTORY!" the mayor shouted "WE HAVE VICTORY!" the remaining French and American soldiers began cheering and shouting. The mayor approached the leader of the American army sent to help them.

"Merci," he said "Thank you for your help. If you had not come, Amiens would have fallen."

"We just hope that the population got out in time," the American general said

"They were evacuated just before the battle," the mayor said to the general "Even if the city was taken, the people must survive for It's culture and spirit to live on."