Author's Note: This chapter would have been nearly impossible or never happened without the fight being written by the amazing DeadAliveManiac! I greatly appreciate the help and thank you too and Zivon96 for theit much beloved insight!
Samurai: Japan's lightning fast dealer of death.
(A samurai is seen attacking a rival with repeated swings with his katana, eventually cutting his throat open.)
vs.
Mughal Warrior: The Muslim conqueror of India who ruled for nearly 400 years.
(A Mughal is seen dueling with a Rajput eventually slicing his throat with his talwar.)
WHO IS DEADLIEST?
To find out, we've assembled a team of world class fighters to test history's most lethal weapons. Using 21st century science, we'll see what happens when two warriors go toe to toe.
No rules. No safety. No mercy. It's a duel to the death to decide who is…THE DEADLIEST WARRIOR!
Here in our elite fight club we have gathered doctors, medical scientists and weapons experts to test out the lethal arsenals wielded by each of our combatants to determine who would win a fight between two warriors who never fought in history.
Samurai
Circa: 1550
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 135 lbs.
Armor: Kabuto Helmet, Do-maru
Mughal Warrior
Circa: 1600 A.D.
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Armor: Kavacha Plated Mail, Steel Helmet, Dhal Shield
Geoff, Mack and Dorian gather at a table where the weapons of both warriors are placed.
"Today on DW: Alternate Matches. We will have two famous warriors from the Asian continent once again do battle. The Samurai of Japan take on the Islamic conqueror, the Mughal warrior."
"This will be an interesting fight to see, both were excellent archers and swordsman, but I'll give it to the samurai, superior archer in my mind and has better armor." Biomedical Engineer Geoff Desmoulin said
"I'm siding with the Mughal, they conquered all who stood before them and I think he'll make the samurai bow to him."
The samurai were the masters of various weapons and today they bring with them:
Short Range: Katana
Mid-Range: Naginata
Long Range: Yumi
Special: Wakizashi
In turn the fierce conquerors bring about a lethal arsenal that ensured their dominance over the land:
Short Range: Talwar
Mid-Range: Mughal Mace
Long Range: Indian Composite Bow
Special: Bichuwa
Both warriors were excellent swordsman who utilized curve blades to slice their foes to death.
The panelists now review the testing of both blades in their respective original matches from the main DW fanfic and come to a hard decided conclusion.
"Both blades are excellent at slicing and dicing your enemies, but the talwar can only slash effectively and against the do-maru, it's useless. The katana can stab just as it slices through you." Edge katana Geoff started off
"I agree, with his superior swordsman ship and his superior armor render the talwar ineffective. Edge katana.'' Dorian seconded
"Fully agree with you men, katana all the way." Mack finished
In short range weapons the Samurai takes the edge with his katana.
For mid-range weapons, both utilized two lethal polearmsto kill their enemies. The naginata and the Mughal mace.
The team now reviews both weapons and come to a rather easy conclusion
Dorian, Mack and Geoff all chuckled and say "Naginata, the mace is just a bludgeoning weapon and the naginata has more kill potential. Edge naginata."
For mid-range weapons the Samurai takes the edge with his naginata.
Now, we will look at the weapons that made our warriors some of the greatest archers ever. The samurai's yumi and the Mughal Indian Composite bow.
We will now have each expert fire two arrows at torsos outfitted in their opponent's armor
Samurai expert Brett Chan has returned to fire his prized yumi.
"Alright Brett, you get the deal. Let's see if you can pierce the armor." Geoff said
Brett nods and strings his first arrow and aims at his target. He releases the arrow and the arrow manages to pierce slightly through the mail armor. He strings his second arrow and with that, fires. The arrow becoming lodged in a spot just above the first arrow
Dorian walks up to the torso to examine the damage. "From what I'm seeing here, both your arrows actually managed to pierce the armor enough to cut into the flesh underneath. Not much damage but it's still something Brett."
Now it's time for Mughal expert Bahajneet Singh to fire his bow.
He strings his first arrow and takes aim at his target. He releases the arrow and it manages to pierce the do-maru only for it to fall out afterwards. Undeterred he strings his second arrow and fires, the arrow only deflects off the do-maru.
Dorian walks over to inspect the damage. "Well, I have nothing to say for the second arrow but for the first, just barely touching the Kan underneath this armor so no pain has been inflicted on your enemy."
Both warriors have just demonstrated their long range weapons. Which one gets the edge?
"Well, judging by what we've seen with both bows, I'm going to have to call this a draw, both did minor damage only to each other's armor, but they are both very good with their bows which puts them both on an even playing field. Even across the board." Geoff says
In long range weapons, our warriors are dead even.
Both samurai and Mughal warrior used effective sidearms. The wakizashi and the bichuwa.
The team now reviews the testing of both weapons and come to their conclusion.
"I'll give this to the wakizashi, the samurai like with his katana, is just too good a swordsman, plus you can pair them together for double trouble." Geoff said
In special weapons, the samurai takes the edge with his wakizashi.
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"Time to review these X-factors." Mack said
"For training, the samurai got a 100 to the Mughal's 96 because the samurai was born and bred into a warrior society and lives by the code of Bushido."
"For physicality, the samurai got a 95 to the Mughal's 91."
"Ferocity goes to the Mughal, he had a 94 to the samurai's 85 because of their them forcing you to convert to Islam, or die."
"Killer instinct went to the Mughal, he is driven by a deeper meaning, his faith. So he had a 92 to the samurai's 85."
"Next is discipline, no question this goes to the samurai. He has a perfect score of 100! I mean c'mon! They learn the consequences of failing and rather commit seppuku than face the consequences of failing his master. The Mughal has a 90, not that big a difference since he is driven by his religious drive.
"Lastly, we got endurance. The Mughal had a 90 to the samurai's 83."
Our scientists and weapons experts are done testing the results and the time has come to decide who will be the victor. To ensure the battle won't be decided by a single lucky blow, the battle will be simulated one thousand times in a duel to the death.
Who will win in a battle between proud defender against feared conqueror?
"In the end there can be only one. Let's find out," Mack said.
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The battle begins in a courtyard outside of a temple in the middle of a bamboo forest, surrounded by a cache of freshly reassembled and refurbished weapons of steel and wood. A man in red, metal armor motioning his arms around to center and calm himself, all but his eyes covered by armor, a ghastly mouth piece covering his lower face.
His meditation is broken as he hears the gate at the opposite end of the court yard squeal open. The samurai turned to find an unsettling sight: a being in mail armor with a head piece of mail that covered their face. The samurai could sense the ill intentions of the man before he even drew his bow, knocking his arrow and taking aim at the mesmerized samurai. The broad-headed arrow sang through the air, coming to a stop just inches before the samurai's chest, having caught it by the shaft with his bare hands.
With a grunt of anger, the samurai cast the arrow aside and reached for the ground, sheathing a long and short sword in adjacent scabbard before retrieving a massive bow. The samurai took aim at the Mughal with his own arrow, the Mughal having already released one that bounced off the samurai's kabuto, making him lose a step in shock before aiming once more with one eye. The samurai loosed his arrow, only for it to be smacked up into the air by the Mughal's uppercut of his bow. The Mughal caught the arrow upon its decent, knocking it and firing it back at the amazed samurai. The warrior easily sidestepped the arrow, catching it by the nock as it sailed past, swinging it around and drawing it to his waiting bowstring. The samurai once again unleashed the arrow, the Mughal unable to keep track of it as it slammed right into his forehead, slicing the flesh open but barely getting through the hole in one of the individual rings, and bounced off of his armor.
Impressed by the skill of his opponent and angered at the blood stinging his eye from the trickle coming from his forehead, the Mughal cast his bow aside, drawing a large, slightly curved metal bar from his back. The samurai followed suit, picking his naginata off the ground as the two slowly advanced in on one another.
The Mughal wasted no time as they drew near, wheeling the mace around to smash into the samurai. The samurai barely got his blade ahead to deflect the blow, knocking his aim off but having his own weapon kicked aside from its sheer force. Unfazed, the Mughal immediately swung it back across his body with one hand. The warrior thrust himself back to avoid the blow, the conqueror shooting his foot forward and catching him in the chest, sending the samurai sailing to his back. The Mughal stepped in with a massive overhead swing, slamming it into the stepping stones and shattering them with his force, the samurai managing to roll out of harm's way. The samurai acted fast, shooting his legs out at the Mughal's and trapping them before twisting himself hard to the side, forcing the Mughal to fall prone to the ground.
The warrior and conqueror scrambled back to their feet, weapons aimed ahead like spears. They slowly drew closer, crossing tips for a moment before the Mughal rose his mace with a shout. He intended to bring it down on the samurai's head, only for the strike to be ducked and the samurai swung his naginata in the same instant across the Mughal's gut. The strike did little besides drag across and scrape the armor in a flurry of sparks, but was enough to knock the wind from the Mughal and make him stumble back. Using his momentum, the samurai shot upright and wheeled his naginata over his shoulder and swung diagonally at the conqueror, sliding over his armor from shoulder to hip with the only results being the blunt force. The warrior thrust his blade for the conqueror's stomach, having his blow knocked aside.
The samurai regained from the blowback and swung his blade back for the Mughal's head, the conqueror ducking it and, while bent over, thrust his mace ahead, catching the samurai in the chest. The warrior lost a few steps before regaining his balance. The Mughal sought retaliation as he swung his mace overhead, only to bounce off the shaft of the naginata and have the end opposite the blade rammed into his gut, winding him. The samurai jammed his blade into the earth as soon as his swing followed through, taking the shaft by both hands and swinging himself around his makeshift pole, crashing both feet into the Mughal's face, sending him flying back and his mail head piece sailing in the opposite direction.
The dazed Mughal squinted as he looked up into the afternoon sun, only being brought back by the footsteps of the samurai growing ever-louder along with his shouting. The Mughal looked on as the samurai charged him with his naginata raised back over his head, the conqueror barely able to raise his mace over his face in time to shield himself from the razor-sharp edge.
The Mughal and samurai were locked in a test of strength, beads of sweat forming and grunts escaping as they fought for life and death. Finally, the Mughal shot his foot up between the samurai's legs, catching him in the crotch before backhanding his mace over the warrior's helmet. The samurai careened to the side, rolling along the ground to a stop with his naginata sailing up into the air, spiralling upon its ascent and descent until it crashed blade-first back into the earth, imbedding itself right between the Mughal's legs as he let out a frightened yelp and eventual sigh of relief.
The Mughal now towered over the dazed samurai, his ear ringing from the shot it had taken. The conqueror rose his mace up high before slamming it down on lengthwise along the samurai's back, backing him arch back and cry out in pain. His exposure of his head only resulted in the mace coming down over the top of his skull, sending him flat on the ground once more. The Mughal proceeded to barrage the samurai over the back with blows, cracking his ribs and breaking a few as well. Panting and with his weapon growing far too heavy, the Mughal ended his assault over a dozen blows in, leaving his supposedly defeated foe to die in his sanctuary. As he neared the gate and his hand reached out to open his exit, the deep, angered voice of his foe called out to him, "Anata wa hikyōdesu?"
The Mughal chuckled and turned back with a large grin to see his foe risen, katana overhead with tip aimed in the Mughal's direction. The Mughal let out another war cry as he charged at the samurai with mace raised. The conqueror brought the mace down on the samurai, only for the warrior to catch the club with his own blade. In a flurry of motion, the samurai drew his wakizashi from across his body and jammed it through the Mughal's side, going through his body and out his back. The Mughal screamed in pain, stumbling back and freeing himself from the blade and dropping his mace to hold his wound.
The samurai sheathed his katana once more and charged ahead with his wakizashi, the Mughal having little time to draw his bichuwa and dhal shield. The samurai lept into the air, the tip of his blade aimed down at the Mughal with both hands firmly wrapped around the hilt, and brought it down on his raised shield. The steel of his shield partailly gave way, the very tip sinking through and lodging itself there. The Mughal retaliated with a downward stab into the samurai's thigh, sinking through to the other side and making the samurai shriek in agony before shoving the Mughal back. The samurai held his wound in one hand and limped at the Mughal, swinging madly onto his shield until he had left a slight but noticeable dent. Little time to be impressed the Mughal backhanded the samurai across the face with his shield as he rose his sword again, sending him stumbling back in a circle of imbalance.
The samurai turned as the Mughal spiraled in his direction, hurling his shield ahead like a disc at the end of his revolution. The rim smacked the right into the mouth piece of the samurai, doubling him over in shock. The samurai felt his face and instantly noticed something was amiss. The shield had dislodged his face piece, slowly looking up at his foe to reveal the blood that ran down his chin from the internal damage of the blows he'd taken. The Mughal charged the samurai once more, ducking a swing for his neck and rising with a huge uppercut to the samurai's chin. The samurai danced back, the blow ringing his bell and the relentless Mughal remained in pursuit.
The samurai quickly regained his composure and loaded up another swing as the Mughal tossed his bichuwa into the air. The samurai let loose another attempt to behead his foe, only for his wrist to be seized mid-swing, captured as the Mughal hooked him across the jaw with his free hand. The Mughal released his grip for a moment as he spun himself around, planting his boot into the samurai's gut and doubling him over. One arm over his abdomen, the warrior weakly rose his wakizashi once more, only for his arm to be grasped once more, an object blurring past the samurai's face and ending up in the Mughal's hand, his bichuwa.
The Mughal stabbed the samurai rapidly in the stomach, many of the blows only weakening the armor before a few managed to sink into the flesh beneath. Limp over his foe's shoulder, the samurai drew his wakizashi back and jammed it into the Mughal's shoulder blade, catching him by surprise as he shoved the samurai to the ground, dagger still imbedded in his gut.
The Mughal ripped the blade from his back, tossing it aside with a growl as he drew his talwar from his side. He waited as the samurai rose, drawing his katana and raising it over his head as he had before. The Mughal charged in and swung for the samurai's neck, only for the swing to parried as the samurai brought his blade down before him. He flung the saber back and, after, righting his blade, slammed it down on the Mughal's collarbone on the side opposite his sword, snapping it but failing to puncture the armor. Gritting his teeth through the pain, the Mughal wrapped his hand around the samurai's thigh and jammed his thumb into the wound he had made. The samurai let out a vocal chord-shredding screech before rearing his head back and headbutting the Mughal, making him lose a few steps but giving him some breathing room.
The samurai barreled at the Mughal, backhanding his sword for his neck but hit only air as the Mughal ducked under the blow, letting off his own simultaneous swing at the samurai's stomach. The warrior arched gut away and inverted the grip on his sword, driving it down at the Mughal's back but only impaled the earth as the conqueror rolled to the side. The Mughal rose and locked eyes with the samurai, each staring the other down with furious hatred before letting out a final war cry and charging at one another, weapons raised.
The Mughal and samurai swung down on each other as they passed, skidding several yards beyond each other to a stop. The samurai shook with pain, his face having been slit open from brow, across the bridge of his nose, and to the opposite cheek.
The Mughal reared back as a mist of blood gushed out of him, the space where his armor tied together having been slit open, along with his chest cavity and abdomen. Hearing his opponent cry out in mortal fear, the samurai turned and charged him for a final time. In his stride, he spun himself around and dropped to a push-up position with a leg outstretched, hitting the Mughal in the heels and taking him off his feet. In his few moments of freely floating mid-air, the Mughal could only watch as the samurai spun around to face him with blade raised in both hands. The samurai brought the full weight of his body down with the swing, slicing clean through the Mughal's neck and driving his body to the ground as his head landed and rolled further down the courtyard.
The samurai rose to his weary feet, staring down at his headless foe as he sheathed his sword. Once he had done that, the samurai bowed to his foe before limping his way back to his temple in the bamboo ocean.
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Winner: Samurai
Samurai: 556
Katana: 145
Naginata: 199
Yumi: 50
Wakizashi: 162
Mughal Warrior: 444
Talwar: 142
Mughal Mace: 155
Indian Composite Bow: 50
Bichuwa: 97
Following a brutal struggle between two mighty warriors, the samurai emerges victorious. His armor and superior weaponry is what helped him achieve victory. But the Mughal wasn't any pushover, he proved he can match the samurai with his bow and the combination of his dhal and talwar kept this closely contested.
"Wow, the samurai won in the end. Both had a fair share of x-factors but the samurai was better trained. Born and bred a warrior. His superior killing arsenal and armor is what had him win. He was destined to win this fight." Geoff commented
(We see the samurai tending to his wounds at his home. By his side lay the Mughal's armor and weapons, a reminder of a powerful foe.)