He had always been careful in battle. He did not lack courage but he wished to triumph, and to take as many of his people back to their families as possible. He believed it was how you remained strong, though others felt that strength came from glory. It was surprising how often the glorious were defeated by the cautious. Tangwen’s plan did not allow for much in the way of caution. Still, they would be able to look their gods in the eyes when they met them in the Underworld. As they trudged through the snow towards the mouth of the cave, steam already rising from the warband’s sweaty masses, Bladud was aware of the activity in the fort above and behind them. They could not use the horses to fight uphill so they advanced on the cave mouth, the entrance to the Underworld, on foot, and in a strange formation. It was strange because they had a shield wall at the front of the formation and another at the back. They were purposefully arranging for themselves to be trapped between two armies.
What do You think about The Beauty Of Destruction?
