Several million soldiers fought in this "war to end all wars".
It ended absolutely nothing, but became a gate that led to another war.
It changed the world forever.
Old enemies allied against an enemy who interfered in the wrong war.
This enemy found himself in a battlefield that was like hell on earth, full of fire and death.
Loyal soldiers who fought for their emperor and hell fighters who fought like the devil himself.
The New Enemy didn't know what he was getting into.
The art of war has been rewritten.
But the new enemy still believed he could win with shield, sword and superior numbers against machine guns, grenades and artillery.
This enemy, driven by greed and arrogance, was nothing but cattle that marched to the slaughterhouse on their own.
In 1918, the Germans tried to open up the Franco-German front that hadn't shifted for ages. The Germans could have celebrated a great success if it weren't for the enemy who opposed them. The Harlem Hellfighters, who fought under French command on this part of the front.
At one point where the battle was raging uncontrollably, artillery fire rained down on the battlefield. It was assumed that it came from the German side, but with the constant bombing you never knew exactly from whom it came. It still served its purpose. Only two soldiers, a Young German and one from the Harlem Hellfighters, appeared to have survived the artillery strike.
Whether it was because the two were tired of killing or whether they no longer saw the other as soldiers but as humans, nobody knew. When the two lowered their guns it happened. 100 meters away from the two of them, a building appeared out of nowhere. The contrast to the surroundings was immense. It was completely white, undamaged in the middle of a burned battlefield, and was clearly Greek or Roman. Shortly afterwards all hell broke loose. Whatever came out of the building they were out for blood. The two soldiers saw how badly wounded from both sides were killed by the newcomers with swords, spears and daggers. No matter if German or French. The German and the Hellfighter knew it was high time to pull back as far and as fast as possible. An opponent with superior numbers still had an advantage against two men even when fighting with primitive weapons.
Both ran despite tired and sore legs until they reached a French American position. They wanted to take the German prisoner when the black man stood in front of the German. "We don't have time! There's an army out there killing the Germans and the French! They don't care which side we are on, they'll kill us all! "
"He is right out there a white thing suddenly appeared from which Roman legionaries are coming out and killing everything that is still alive!" Said a French scout. The leading officer of the French troops asked for binoculars and watched the spectacle himself.
"Holy Mary ... no guns just swords."
The officer turned to his troops and said: "I don't know how that is possible, but an army equipped with swords and shields has set up its flag on French soil! I don't know a nation that fights like the Romans and with monstrous creatures alongside them. Even if they rain fire upon us riding Dragons, we won't give them a meter! Our enemies are from now on those who dared to interfere in this war! Give Fritz a gun and send him over to the Germans with a messenger! We need a truce if we are to defeat this new enemy!"