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The guards patrolling on the wall of Raoul were nervous, they had heard of this new peasent rebellion that had somehow been very successful, they had control of over 20 villages, that amount of commoners would actually pose some threat(snorting sound from author) and they were last reported to have been expanding in the direction of Raoul. One specific guard was looking nervously at the forest that surrounded the city, when he noticed something shining in the woods. Then he got an arrow in the kne- ehem, sorry I mean face, and was dead before he could raise alarm.

Tyson lowered his bow and raised his hand, the cannon operators got ready to fire, the fist clenched and explosive iron balls were sent screaming through the air, the walls were hit, and they crumbled.

"Shoddy craftsmanship, I mean one round of cannon fire, really? Those walls are so going to be renovated when this is all over." Tyson said in disgust, the walls of the Dwemer that he admired would have held for at least fifty of these rounds, he then ordered another round of blasts so that the wall would be lowered enough to charge through.

After the smoke cleared somewhat, the soldiers charged in, with mages following behind and the rangers charging in last, they were fighting the garrison that "protected" this city, relatively well trained compared the other enemies, they were equiped with chain armor and swords, they went down pretty fast, the soldiers were charging into any official looking building or manor and killing any nobles they found, only children nine and under were spared, mentally scared but still able to be redeemed.

Next, with Tyson and Xana leading them, they seiged the castle in the middle of the city, they were trying to get this whole attack done quickly, so as to get ready for the attack that would surely come soon after.

As the gates were being blown up by cannon fire, Helga was sneaking around to the back of the castle, she scaled the wall with her climbing hooks, they worked by digging into the morter, when she reached the top she saw the nobility that had ran to the castle when the attack had started, not out of fear but the desire to leave the hard work to the soldiers under their command, they were sipping tea and eating biscuits (cookies in English-English), no worry in the world that the so called peasants would succeed, because even if they got in, they could just decimate them with magic, the nobility were so naïve, like children who thought that climbing to the top of the jungle gym would make them stronger.

Helga hid behing a bush, she thought it was stupid to put plants on the top courtyard of a castle, it wasn't proper! You could tell that she got her opinions on architecture from Tyson. She snuck up on two nobles sitting next to each other, she grabbed her twin knives, made of ebony, and stabbed them both where the skull connects to the spine, cutting of control of ther body from the brain while killing them so that they didn't even twitch, there was nine more nobles and a few kids.

'This should be fun, hehehe.' She thought as she went invisible.

The gates were nothing more that ash when the Cleansing Fire charged through, easily getting through the weaker doors that went into the keep but leaving behind most of the army, so as to not be too cramped while they pillaged the castle, they went into every room, killing anyone who wasn't a child and taking any they found to the building they had cleared out just for them, they were just getting ready to break down the doors to the main chamber when a middle aged nobleman came through them.

"I am getting bored with this little battle, time for you to kindly die." He raised his sword-wand, somehow making even that action seem smug, when a soldier through a fireball in his face, easily interrupting his chant as he clawed at his face.

"MY EYES, OH BY THE FOUNDER MY EYES, AAAHHHGHH!" The screaming was getting shriller and shriller with the, battalion just staring at him flailing about with deadpan expressions, they weren't sure weather to laugh or just kill him already when a sword came out of his gut, he fell revealing Helga standing behind him with a crazed grin on her face, covered in blood.

"All clear my lord!" She said in happiness to Tyson, glad she had done something for Xana and Tyson, the troops weren't as disturbed as they used to be by her, having gotten used to it, and besides, she grows on you.

"Ok then, time to finish up with the city, set up infrastructure and prepare for an assault, there is to be sure retaliation for this, also, I need runners to get me as many builders and masons from the other villages to get that wall replaced, it disgusts me." Tyson walked to the gold plated throne and sat down, happy to finally have one, he would have to get a silver one instead though, he didn't like gold all that much.

The rebuilding and renovations were going smoothly, the crowds of former peasents easily accepting the new rule, why wouldn't they, it really only benifitted them, they were to be called citizens instead of commoner, peasent, plebian, or other such nonsense, much less demeaning. They got many new rights (mostly the American constitution but with limits on press and no right to bear arms.), they were given money to pay for the damages caused by the takeover, and they didn't have to deal with nobles anymore, the only one who got to command them were Tyson and Xana, kind of like "Everyone is equal under my boot.".

Tyson had organized the renovations for the wall, it was torn down, they had made two layers of high quality stone brick walls, held in place by temporary wooden supports, they were placing a three dimensional grid of dwemerite poles between them so that when they pored the mixture that Tyson had made from Dwemer blueprints, it would be much stronger than even the Dwemer walls, the dwemerite poles were used because they expand and contract at the same rate and amount as the dried mixture that would be poured soon, Tyson called it concrete, as that sounded somewhat like the inpronouncable Dwemer name for it while still being, you know, pronouncable.

"Alright, be careful with the concrete, make sure to pack it in tight!" Tyson was overseeing the construction, he didn't want to waste any time. They were now about two thirds finished with the pouring, it would take two days with magical help to have the concrete dry and ready to protect the city, but first they would apply dwemerite reinforcements to the outside of each side of the walls, to add more strength and decoration, but mostly strength.

two weeks later

The walls were finished, the work had gone by much faster than normal because of the levitation spell that all the builders knew, and the micromanagement from Tyson, they now looked like the walls of Markarth but in a circular shape around the city and one and a half times as tall and brand new, the dwemerite gleamed from the sun and the stone was polished, there was three dwemerite gates in perfect triangle alignment around the wall, they had two gates each so that if one was brought down by an attacking army, they would be trapped in the middle with boiling oil and bullets going at the attackers, there was about fifty dwemerite cannons placed on top of the walls, all of the pieces of the wall had been enchanted to be more effective, going through literally tons of petty soul gems, again, void pouches are lifesavers. The workers had proud looks on their faces as they looked at the product of their labors, and the large amound of gold in their pockets, Tyson always paid good for work like this, they were offered to move here with their families so that they could help with the slow rebuilding of the whole city, many of them took the offer, it was safer than the villages and construction work paid a lot of money under Tysons rule. The three gates all had roads of fine stone that lead to the castle in the center, the castle would be rebuilt when there was more time but for now, there was basic reinforcements being applied to it.

Tyson had got his silver throne, he also made one the same size and shape for Xana, they were placed in a way that would suggest that neither were superior to the other, they were equal rulers, same authority, same throne.

"Hmm, we have enough of an infrastructure to last awhile, but we need to improve it if we are to last as a kingdom, I am going to go over my old plans for farming tools from Skyrim, adjust them for the better soil of this land." He muttered as he wondered to his new workshop, plans flying through his head.

Xana was thinking of how to improve their army, it was good for now, but their was no such thing as overkill for her, only getting better.

"Now, what is missing, hmm." She thought hard as she looked at the list of classes, her eyes gained an evil sparkle, like Dumbledore but evil.

"Juggernaut, yes that should work, going to have to find people who are very tall to do this, the intimidation factor requires that." She thought of basic armor and weapon designs in her head so she could tell Tyson, he would improve them and make them epic.

About fifty citizens signed up for the new classification, they met the requirements for it, while one in particular interested Xana, he was taller then even Tyson, and that is a hard thing to accomplish, he was already extremely muscled.

'I think I've found my new commander.' She thought, he had red hair, brown eyes, and a magnificent beard, he would do.(he has a thick Scottish accent)

They were put through the most brutal training yet, mostly to build muscle and reinforcement magics, they were put through expiremental rituals which would add more resistance to their skin, and reinforce their bones and bodies, they were to be Juggernauts, eventually they had the memories of the rituals removed as they were rather damaging to mental health, Xana didn't want any of her soldiers to be mindless monsters so this was necessary, the one she had dubbed to be the new commander had volunteered to go through extra rituals, he was very loyal to their cause. When she finally asked for his name, he looked at her surprised, she never asked for their names, they were to be called simply Juggernauts when in service.

"My name ma'am, is Iam Wolf." he said respectably, with bow.

"Alright then, you are now to be called Commander Wolf, congradulations on your promotion, meet me in a week for your your new armor" She said, leaving behind a shocked Mr. Wolf.

Xana had picked out some more commanders from the other classes and they were:

Sarah Fletcher, tall and busty with short blue hair, green eyes, she liked to use a two-handed sword in one hand to prove her strength or something, with lightning in the other.

Anthony di Tarbes, average height, black hair, blue eyes, liked frost magic which was rare in an army called Cleansing Fire, came from Tristain a couple years ago.

Flint Oakcraft, blond, blue eyes, playboy, tries to flirt with Xana until she Deathstares him, notice that Deathstare is capitalized.

These were the best of the best, they had got new armor and weapons for their new positions.

Iam got superheavy armor made of ebony, really really thick and enchanted with resist magic and increase health, he got an ebony tower sheild and an ebony mace with fire enchants.

Sarah got normal ebony armor set with same enchants, no helmet, she got a huge ebony sword that was crescent shaped (Ichigo's sword) with lightning enchants.

Anthony got full thin glass set with a frost-troll hide trenchcoat, with resist magic, magicka regen, and increase magicka. He also got a powerful froststorm staff that was recharged with his own magicka.

Flint got Ebony chest-plate and back-plate and Elven for the rest except for the head, he got two ebony four shot revolvers, they didn't jam up as much as older models. He also somehow got a black wide brimmed cowboy hat.

Xana looked to them with pride.

"Alright, you are the best of the best, I expect you to perform magnificently. Now, our spies have told me of an assault force of 1500 enemy soldiers heading this way, they have about 80 percent commoners, and 20 percent nobility, I expect you to show no mercy to either of them. Go and get your troops ready for the battle." she finished with a bow of her head, they all bowed about 45 degrees (this is important somehow) and walked back to their own training yard to prepare their troops.

Jeremy Bernard was bored as he rode on his horse with the army under his command, this was the part of war he hated, traveling with the peasents, if he could have gone on dragons with the other nobles they could have gotten this rebellion over with much sooner, but Lord Cromwell told them to do this. Then he noticed the scout coming back, out of breath.

"Lord Jeremy, you need to see this!" He said as he handed him the telescope, Jeremy looked digusted at the peasant filth and wipe the scope off before looking through, his breath caught as he saw the city

"H-h-how? How could they have done this so quickly!?" the wall surrounding the city was glorious, they looked as if there was gold embedded in it, there was shining gold-like cannons sitting on top, the whole wall seeming to glow faintly.

Tyson was looking through his own scope as he chuckled lightly.

"I guess first impressions are important." He said as he saw the leading noble yell something to his troops, and they started moving again, Tyson looked to his cannoneers.

"Alright then, the noble's army approaches, lets show them the welcome we give to nobles when they come to my town. Are you ready!?"

""YAH!"

"Then FIRE!"

The sounds of all of the cannons in range of the army firing was deafening, when the explosive balls hit the enemies' closely knit formations the explosions sent arms and legs, with the occasional head, flying with blood everywhere, Tyson smiled a true smile.

"I love my life."

And that's it, longer than usual, I hope I made the wall construction somewhat believable, I have something in mind for Helga next chapter, or maybe the one after, anyway, Irukukwu didn't show up this chapter, couldn't fit her in, please review so that I can reach my one hundred review goal, halfway there already. bye.