Battles Of Redwall RP Series: Napoleonic Battle at The Meadows Of St. Ninian

[Izeroth]

 While his subordinates were attacking the main line, Friedrich was leading the attack on a group of soldiers that had come out of the forest. The soldiers, lead by a wildcat, were making short work of all the vermin they encountered. Friedrich, with grenadiers and cannon at his command, intended to put an end to these fighters.

When the cannon was close enough to do damage, Friedrich ordered it to be fired into the midst of the Lynx's squad. With luck, it would deal collateral damage and throw the squad into disarray. The grenadiers were ordered to charge in and finish off those who might survive the cannon blast. That lynx has shown some good fighting so far, but we'll see if he can hold his squad together in the face of a combined assault!

[Delthion]

OOC: Reading that made me chuckle, I must achieve greatness! 

Hastigeth saw the enemy turn on his position, he knew that before long his small band would buckle before the might of the vermin, he also knew that he could not let this happen. He sounded the retreat for a time just far enough to regroup, fire once more and leap back into the fray. "Stay close together, we will be able to take their attacks for a longer time!" He screamed his warcries and fell on the vermin heavily, causing their lines to buckle slightly. He smiled grimly as he saw his warriors amid the onslaught of the vermin, he tried to be everywhere at once defending his tightly knit band to keep its cohesion. This he did for awhile, but he could not continue doing this forever.

[Izeroth]

 A cannonball flew at the enemy's position, hitting vermin and squirrel alike. When it crashed into the ground, it sent a cloud of dust and dirt into the air.

The grenadiers, seeing the cannon go off, charged forward with drawn bayonet. Several of them fell to squirrel fire, but the majority of the grenadiers survived the charge. Once the vermin were close enough, they lit their grenades and hurled them into the fray. There was always a chance of killing vermin in the resulting explosion, but they had been trained to ignore friendly-fire if there was a good justification for it.

[Delthion]

Hastigeth saw squirrels go down under the enemy fire. He thought quickly trying to come up with any possible way of nullifying the vermin's advantage. He couldn't think of anything that could nullify the vermin's advantage of grenadiers except for calling for reinforcements, and he knew that the front line could not handle any additional weakening. He ordered a final firing and ordered the band to fall back, himself guarding the rear, he dispatched several more vermin to death until finally he retreated back into the forest.

[Conrad the Painless]

As Alonso saw the Lynx retreat, he decided to push forwards. Motioning to the remaining squirrels, he called for them to move up. Alonso lead the charge, firing his weapons at the vermin, which were still recovering from the previous attack. Although his group took their time in fighting the enemy, their tactic was still effective. Some of the rats began to step back giving Alonso and his company courage...until they saw the cannon.

[LT Sandpaw]

Casta lay still, in the wreckage that had been the first charge. All around him the wounded and dying groaned piteously, trying to drag themselves away. Casta loosened his grip on the bloodied sword, his right leg throbbed in pain where he had been hit. Farther away Casta could hear the sounds of battle raging in the forest.
Hearing some beast moving quickly though the downed vermin and squirrels he raised his sword with a yell attempting to stand ready to fight to the death. It was another rat searching for something.
"Soldier help me." He called out collapsing.
"I dunno, I an't apart O dis army nor any other." With a scream of rage Casta hurled his sword at the insolent rat, even laying on the ground as he was, Casta managed to pierce the rat though the chest with the powerful throw.
As the vermin scavenger fell dead Casta grabbed a near by musket, using it like a walking stick he pulled himself up. Limping steadily off towards the nearby battle that was still raging, Casta growled angrily. He had a fight to finish.   

[Conrad the Painless]

Alonso was not aware of the rats that had slipped past his on-coming force, but he now heard the distant sounds of battle in the forest behind him. "Fall back!" he yelled, "We've got to help em'!" Firing off the last of his round, he and the handful of squirrels that were left, began to back across the field while fighting off what remained of the horde. Out of the corner of his eye, Alonso saw a rat stand, leaning on a musket. He hesitated for a second, almost as if he felt sorry for him....

[LT Sandpaw]

Casta could see the squirrel staring at him, without hesitation he balanced on one foot and raised the musket to his shoulder. If he could kill their commander that would hurt the enemy horribly. He pulled the trigger.
Click
Casta could have screamed with rage, the musket was empty. his leg finally giving out he collapsed again wishing he had the brains to bring a pistol with him. Casta was at their mercy and he knew it. Removing the bayonet from the musket he feverishly hoped that all the squirrels were just as low on ammunition as he was, knowing they most likely weren't.

OOC well rip me.

[Izeroth]

Rodil, who was now wounded in one leg, ran -or limped rather- to the help of the wounded officer. The soldier -Casta, was it?- appeared badly wounded and in need of help. Rodil wasn't exactly perfectly healthy either, but he was better off than Casta.

"Yew over there!" He called to the officer; "Watch out!"

[Delthion]

Hastigeth fell back to the trees attempting to regroup the squirrels, they couldn't sustain another charge. He decided to move around to the rear of the vermin army. He had seen sufficient cover for fire, the lynx ran at the head of his weakened band, they took cover behind the line of logs and other debris that was there and fired round after round at the rear of the vermin army, he hoped that they would not find where the band was for a small period of time.

[Izeroth]

 Friedrich saw a small group of squirrels -twenty perhaps- take cover in the logs and brush on the far wnd of the field, behind the advancing second vermin line. They appeared to be led by the same lynx Friedrich had seen earlier. That lynx.. He's what's holding that group together.

The fox realized, finally, that the only way to really crush the squirrel army would be to defeat the lynx in combat. Hoping the squirrels wouldn't notice him, he went to the left and snuck through the brush, toward the Lynx's position.

 

[Conrad the Painless]

Casta could see the squirrel staring at him, without hesitation he balanced on one foot and raised the musket to his shoulder. If he could kill their commander that would hurt the enemy horribly. He pulled the trigger.
Click
Casta could have screamed with rage, the musket was empty. his leg finally giving out he collapsed again wishing he had the brains to bring a pistol with him. Casta was at their mercy and he knew it. Removing the bayonet from the musket he feverishly hoped that all the squirrels were just as low on ammunition as he was, knowing they most likely weren't.

OOC well rip me.

Before Alonso could spout a word, a squirrel beside him shot his musket at Casta. Alonso looked and saw another rat trying to help the wounded one. He unsheathed his sword and stood a stance, motioning for the others to retreat back to the forest.

[Delthion]

    Hastigeth saw that the red fox coming towards the small band of squirrels, he knew that the vermin had noticed them. "It's time to get back to the main army." Thought the lynx, and proceeded to sound the retreat.

   He reached the main group as they were retreating to the woods, Hastigeth organized them once more for a parting shot, and then proceeded to follow the squirrels to the trees, hopefully there they could find some advantage.

[Izeroth]

 OOC: I was thinking we might end this as a draw. I don't want to go into the woods, but you don't want to face me in the open.

Seeing the squirrels retreat, Friedrich raised his sword in triumph. He couldn't judge their numbers exactly, but the Northern Fox knew that the squirrels must've lost at least half their soldiers. Despite their good fighting, the squirrels hadn't been able to kill enough vermin to make up for the soldiers they had lost. Friedrich's army, despite the best efforts of the squirrels, still held a numbers advantage.

A naive commander might've followed the squirrels into the woods, but Friedrich was smarter than that- he knew that the woods were the squirrels' domain. He might be able to finish off the squirrels if he went into the woods, but he would lose so many soldiers in the process that the victory would be useless. Soldiers were a finite resource, and Froedrich knew that it would be a folly to waste them on unnecessary actions. The squirrels might come to fight him some later time, yes, but as of now they were not a threat.

Friedrich looked out over the war-torn battlefield, noticing the many wounded troops from both sides that lay on the ground. The red fox gave orders for the wounded vermin soldiers to be treated with all haste. The squirrels were to be considered lower priority, but they were to eventually be treated as well. The squirrels were woodlanders, yes, but Friedrich had a certain respect for them. They had fought well, and it would not be right to let them die helpless and wounded. "Tend to the officers first," he instructed a medic; "they are, by far, the most valuable component of this army."

[Conrad the Painless]

Alonso looked around at the battlefield and knew this was over. But, the war between evil and good is infinite. he thought.