The battle continued for another three hours until every last Irishman was killed and all the Irish flags were burned. They burned the Irish men and brought back their fallen to be buried. When they returned they found their women and children putting out fires in buildings. Half the town and all the outer wall was burned to the ground and the stone keep was in ruins. It was now sunset and as many buildings that could be saved from the fire were. The next day they set to work removing the ruins. Tristan and Cade helped tear down burnt walls. When their father came over to them and said, "Tristan I want you, Cade and anyone else you think would fit, to spy out the Irish war gallies and capture their ships." Tristan nodded at his father and walked off with Cade. "How are we going to do that," complained Cade. "I have no idea," answered Tristan.
After three hours of searching they showed up at the beach with ten other men. They waited five hours before something happened. A small boat dropped into the water and twelve men jumped down into the boat and started rowing toward land. "Alright, this is our chance," Cade said with excitement. "Lets draw back in to the trees and wait there. Then when they are out of sight of their ships, we shoot them and put on their clothing," said Tristan. After they had done what they planned to do they got in the raft and paddled out into the water. By this time the sun was gone. They reached the ship and started climbing up the gun rail. Tristan reached the top first then in perfect Irish he said, "There are no survivors, you frog," and he whipped out his sword and stabbed the mans gut. The killed one hundred people on the ship all of which fought hard. Then at Tristan's order the ten men rushed to crossbows at the side of the ship and covered them with pitch. Then Cade ran along with a torch and lighted everyone of them in turn. At Tristan's word thy fired.
To be continued
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
This is the story I have been working on.
Chapter 1 ambush
The caravan passed in front of them. A whistle like the sound of a bird came out of the forest. Tristan recognized it as the signal, he nodded to his brother Cade and they pulled out their bows and notched arrows. Cade notched two arrows. Tristan pointed at a large man with an axe, Cade chose a man driving a wagon full of prisoners and the captain. Tristan whispered to his brother " one two three " , and they loosed there arrows.
Tristan missed but hit the mans arm disabling it, Cade's arrows flew home the captain fell with out a word , the other man screamed as he fell from his seat on the wagon .
The big man yelled at all the men next to him "get them" as he pointed at the bush , where they were " run " Cade muttered under his breath.
They took off running as fast as they could zigzagging to avoid the arrows of the Irish bow men. ten men on horses rushed off after them but could not keep up through the trees after half a mile a clearing came into view the horse men were close behind them now. Once they reached the clearing Tristan yelled fire then a storm of arrows came flying out of the trees killing every man on a horse, then turning around Tristan and Cade with three hundred men ran back to the caravan and a desperate battle ensued. The big man who Tristan had shot at earlier found him and swung at him with his battle axe at him, Tristan barely dodged it and pulling out his swords swung at him twice missing both times ,then the big man swung his axe sideways Tristan stepping back to avoid the blow he tripped on a rock and fell backwards onto his back the big man seeing his chance stepped on his chest and lifted his axe hi in the air , when a dagger flew into the back of his left leg right behind his nee cap casing him to fall over . Tristan jumped up and took off his head with one blow. Tristan nodded at cade who ran off. Tristan grabbed a key off a dead mans body and unlocked thirty wagons full of men ready to fight. Before the Battle had started they had been out numbered two two to one know the odds were even.
This is page one.
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