Within minutes soldiers had massed at the gates, preparing for battle. Headed by Boromir and Faramir they left through the gates and marched towards Osgiliath.

"This is ill news indeed, if Mordor has allied itself with both the Easterlings and the cruel Haradrim." Faramir spoke to Boromir as they came ever closer to the battle.

"I agree that ill news it is, but I will not let Gondor fall to ruin." Boromir told him, "We will fight while we have strength left and we will defend our people."

The battle scene came into view; orcs, Easterlings and the Haradrim were everywhere attacking anything or anyone in their path. Boromir drew his sword from its scabbard and readied his shield.

In what seemed like only a few moments Boromir, Faramir and the rest of the soldiers found themselves inside the battle. Swords flashed in the waxing moonlight as they clashed on shields or against other swords. The Gondorian army started to win back towards the bridge, but something happened then that they did not intend.

A dark shadow came and filled the hearts of men with terror and their foes with madness.

"Hold your ground!" Boromir shouted above the noise, seeing men fleeing from the battle. "Hold the bridge!" He shouted as he drove his sword into the back of an orc and it fell, landing near an already fallen soldier. He and Faramir ran onto the bridge, quickly followed by several other soldiers.

On the bridge they fought long and hard but as the eastern sky grew pale victory was not yet near. Hearing a crack and a loud resounding crash, Boromir and the company he was in, turned and saw that the bridge had been cast down. The numbers of orcs had been reduced but the Easterlings and Haradrim still seemed thick.

The men, sensing defeat ran into the water and began to swim, hoping to reach the other side. The water was cold and many struggled to reach even halfway. Even Boromir was tired as he pulled himself out of the water and onto the bank. He stood up and looked about, many bodies lay on the cold, hard ground.

Orcs, Easterlings, Haradrim and men lay scattered.