"Life is combat, you know that truth." Sigismund, Primarchs of the Imperial Fists.
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"War!"
"War!
"War!"
At the beginning of the day, as the sun gradually rose over the horizon, The Red Legion led by Sigismund, raised his broadsword and shouted.
"Not for gold or glory, but for the God Emperor of Mankind!!!"
"God Emperor of Mankind!!!"
"The one true God!!!"
Raymun and Tytos watched as sixty thousand men shouted at the same time with expressions of shock and terror. The fanaticism expressed by the men before them was insane, mad and impossible. They both knew that these men believed in Aenar, the King of House Targaryen.
How Aenar made him a god in the eyes of the world, Tytos and Raymun didn't know and didn't want to know, only a fool would question fanatics about their faith.
"Red Legion, ours has given permission to kill in his name, your sins will be the sins of God!!!" Sigismund shouted, his powerful voice spreading through the seventy thousand people, plus the ten thousand from House Blackwood and another four thousand from the small Noble Houses.
The Red Legion simply beat their chests hard, their eyes full of fanaticism and excitement to spread the name of God to the infidels. The beating together sounded like a huge heartbeat spreading through the surroundings.
"Sardaukar, your king has given you permission to advance and not retreat!!!" Sigismund looked at the smaller but equally deadly army and spoke sternly.
Unlike the Red Legion, the Sardaukar slammed their shields into the ground, shaking the air and the ground, almost like an earthquake.
"Forward!!!" Sigismund pointed his sword forward and shouted.
There was no hesitation on the part of the Red Legion or the Sardaukar, both armies advanced with calm and steady steps, with every step he took, the earth shook and the air seemed suffocating.
Tytos took a deep breath, he tried to calm down, but faced with such a scene, his blood seemed to boil with emotion. "To House Targaryen!!!!" Drawing his sword, the Lord of House Blackwood pointed his sword forward and shouted loudly.
Seeing Tytos' excited expression, Raymun laughed out loud and followed his longtime friend to war.
"Tytos, let's fight together like we did fourteen years ago." Raymun said to his friend as he stepped fearlessly into the war.
"You owe me a life for saving your dirty ass fourteen years ago." Tytos laughed and, unafraid of war, advanced even faster.
A smile appeared on Raymun's lips. "Don't worry old friend, if an arrow comes your way, I'll take it for you."
They both looked at each other and laughed, it seemed as if they had gone back fourteen years, to the war of the Baratheon rebellion.
"Arrows!!!"
Hearing a soldier shout, Raymun and Tytos raised their shields as arrows rained down on the army. The arrows hit the shields with loud, piercing sounds.
"Attack!!!!!!" When the rain of arrows passed, the whole army attacked with full force.
Sigismund and Kinvara, both standing side by side in the front line, both seemed indifferent to the arrows falling around them.
"It's here." Throwing off the veil that covered her entire body, Kinvara spoke soothingly, showing that she was wearing leather pants and red leather armor on her upper body.
Sigismund held his sword with both hands and got into an attack position. "The King's orders are to capture the blessed one alive." Said the Primarch, looking at the figure in the front line of the enemy army.
"I know." Kinvara spoke as she stretched both hands forward. The ruby on her neck glowed abnormally and with a flick of her hands, a wall of flames rose up in the middle of the battlefield. The blood-red flames rose to a height of ten meters!!!
The wall of fire shocked everyone who belonged to Westeros, whether it was the Red Legion or the Sardaukar, both of whom ignored the wall of fire and continued advancing.
"Magic..." Tytos murmured with a look of fear, as his family practically used magic, he knew a little about such a mysterious, frightening and horrifying power. He hadn't expected to see magic in war like he was seeing at this very moment.
Raymun also looked uneasy in front of the magic, there was fear and uncertainty on his face. An uncertainty that all the soldiers of Westeros felt at that moment. Magic had always been taboo in the Faith of the Seven and everyone deeply disliked the practice.
Kinvara didn't care what the people of Westeros thought about magic, she only cared about the Aenar will and nothing else.
The Reverend Mother narrowed her eyes as she saw the figure crossing the wall of flames holding a sword. A faint glow of seven colors seemed to cover his entire body, like an almost imperceptible smoke, but to Kinvara and Sigismund, the scent of the gods' magic was unmistakable.
Sigismund didn't hesitate and his body shot forward, his figure barely visible to ordinary people. In an instant, Sigismund arrived in front of Jaime, and with a cold, deadly stare, the Primarch swung his sword vertically. The speed of the sword was so great that a sonic boom was heard before impact.
BOMMMMMM!!!!!!!
The ground beneath the two men sank, broke and shattered.
Jaime felt like a mountain had hit him, he couldn't help but be shocked by the strength of the gigantic man in front of him. However, after receiving the Blessing of the Seven Faced God, he wasn't weak either.
Stepping back slightly, Jaime spun around and kicked his enemy's iron-plated chest hard.
*Bang!!!
The steel breastplate sank under the gigantic force of the kick and Sigismund fell back three steps.
Looking at the intact man before him, Jaime smiled helplessly, he really didn't know how the young king had created such monsters. He was strong because he received the blessing of a god, did that mean that Aenar was a god who could give the same blessing to his subordinates?
Jaime thought no more of it, he moved to the side, deflecting a spear of fire thrown at him. Looking at the beautiful woman in red leather armor, he narrowed his eyes and advanced towards her without any hesitation.
Even with no experience in fighting sorceresses, Jaime knew he had to kill the one with the long-range attack or the fight would become even more challenging.
However, his plan was foiled when he saw a fist appear in front of him. With his extraordinary senses, Jaime managed to put his arms in front of his body to protect himself before the fist hit one of his arms.
BOODMMMMMMMMM!!!!
Another sonic boom was heard!
Jaime felt the bones in his arm breaking as his body was thrown backwards by the enemy's punch.
Finally stopping about twenty meters from where he was, Jaime looked down and saw his arm deformed. If he were any normal human, his arm could never be used again, but he wasn't a normal human.
Under his calm eyes, his arm began to reorganize itself and within a few seconds, his arm was completely intact.
Sigismund and Kinvara narrowed their eyes at such absurd regenerative power.
"Even if one of his arms is cut off, another can grow in a few seconds." Kinvara spoke up behind Sigismund, she was responsible for the long-range attack while the Primarch was responsible for the melee attack.
"That's good, at least I don't have to worry about killing him so easily." Sigismund said as he dropped his sword. He was much better with his fists than his sword.
Kinvara nodded and conjured an arc of flame in her hands. "We will carry out the king's orders." She spoke with a cold, deadly tone, unlike the scorching, hellish heat that surrounded her body.
Sigismund didn't answer, his actions already responding to Reverend Mother's words.
Sigismund surpassed his previous speed and abruptly appeared in front of Jaime, the knight only managing to use his own arm to defend himself again before the impact hit him.
Jaime spat out a large amount of blood before his chest, ribs and organs were crushed by the brute force of the Primarch of the Imperial Fists.
Jaime's body spun in the air like an airplane's elixir before brutally hitting the ground.
"Damn, I'm a monster, but the man in front of me is a freak among monsters!!!" Picking himself up off the ground, Jaime couldn't help cursing in his mind.
But then again, he wasn't weak and with his regeneration, Jaime wasn't a weak opponent.
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