Editing The Battle at the Gate of Adagalsack (section)

==When the Earth Shook==

Just then the earth shook.  Out beyond the Azcalan army came a rushing magical cloud obscuring the rear horizen and the Jeweled Road.  

And Hell followed with it.

Suddenly, the sound of deep, resonant horns fills the battlefield, echoing off the distant cliffs and the clouds dissipated. All heads turned as, from the rear of the Azcalan forces, the First Legions of King Alexandir kos Korag came into view. Towering above them, five thousand titans stride forward in gleaming, enchanted Rearden armor, each wielding a sword taller than a man, cleaving through Azcalan lines with no hesitation.*

As Alexandir’s titans advance, their greatswords mow down wave after wave of Azcalan infantry. Behind them, 10,000 human warriors move with precision, dispatching the wounded and closing off any escape routes.

The very earth continued to shake beneath the Rearden shod titan legions that surged onto the battlefield, their massive forms casting shadows over the troops below. Rearden chain-plate glinted in the sun as their greatswords sliced through the Azcalan ranks like a scythe through wheat. No mercy was offered or given.  To the Azcalan's credit, none was asked for.  

The king and the two dukes all cast ''Far Eye'' to see what was happening there. 

At the front of the 10' titans was the 14' great King Alexandir of Tosa in his legendary Rearden plate armor.  His presence, like an unstoppable force of nature, cleaved the enemy’s will in half."

Units of cavalry and infantry flanked the Azcalans to keep them from fleeing.  The blue and yellow covered cavalry showed that the Kingdom of Wall was in the battle.     

Fort comes to his king in person. "You could ask them to surrender and it would do no good. Alex has his berserk on.  So do those  5000 buddies of his.  That's his Warrior Brethren.  He'll cut them down till he stands before us."

Realmer asks,"Do we let him?"

Julian mutters, "This is high barbarism."*
 
Realmer adds, "I have never seen anything like it."*

Fort says, “I have, but then I've fought beside Alex his whole life.”

Julian nods, “ Funny thing is that Benedict is probably around here someplace and he has.  Alright.  Surrendering troops get our protection.  We see how much good that does. I'll tell you one thing. I'm am not interested in fighting that monster if his berserk is really on. Start rotating surrendered troops inside the gate.  Maybe we can civilized them.  Find their Prince"
 
Out of the titans strides Alexandir himself, king of Tosa, king of York, mauling through warriors too stupid to admit defeat.  Their great leaders stride to fight him thinking only of their glory if they defeat him .

Fort says, "Somethings strange down there.  He fights with a 6' Maudu and a broadsword.   Why?"

Realmer says," He is mowing them down good. Defending with the Maudu. ."

Julian inhales hard,"The broadsword...It can't be.... damn... it is.  That's Shieldbreaker!!!  He is wielding Shieldbreaker against the Azcalans!!"

Fort nods," There is a good chance they don't know it's secret. Do we tell them?   "

Julian looks at his two generals.    "They came to make war on us.  Let's make  it so they won't do it again in the lives of men.  Charge."  

 
The forces surge out and fight toward Alexandir.  His forces suddenly break right as the Azcalan command attempt to shift and get the the Azcalan side of the titans.  But the cliff walls of the road to Adagalsack, though miles away make it hard.

In a blur the area around  Alexandir goes still and the Azcalan army flees.  The titan follow as do the Tosians. 

Alexandir salutes and does a 1/5 bow, giving the battle and victory to '''King Julian''', allowing the native troops to follow the fleeing forces.

The battle wanes as the remaining Azcalans break and flee, but Alexandir’s forces give no quarter. Eventually, surrounded by the protective wall of titans, Alexandir approaches King Julian, his armor spattered with the blood of his enemies. His calm demeanor contrasts sharply with the intensity of the fight.*