Church Of The Damned(Vampir Novel)Chapter 12 Vlad's Night Raid Part 3

Awake my beautiful gothic assassins, my dark murdering hordes, my 
daemon defenders of The Order of The Black Dragon, from your 
catatonic waltz, and cease your training for the time of greatness is 
near. Hold back your Swords, for I must speak to you! Tonight your 
Swords will echo not against your Brothers, but your enemies, and we 
shall be bathed in their blood.

What is a man? What is a man, Brother's of The Black Dragon? Is he 
the sum of his accomplishments? Is he the Mighty Master of the earth? 
Is he the King of the Beasts? Or is he but a freak of nature, a 
mutant, a foul rotten creation turned against itself in a mass 
suicidal attempt to annihilate itself completely?

In our time, most men are dead by 25, from famine, disease, 
hardships, and the Sword! Is there not a man here that lives forever, 
that we can see among us? No, there is not one! We are all dead men, 
because we cannot stop death's speedy advance. We are but ghosts 
trapped in eternity's mystery. For new men are born every day into 
their own death and man's history records it on and on. 

There is no point to fear. You're body is already dead! There is no 
point to cowardice. You're body is already dead! The only men that 
live on and on are those who've achieved great accomplishments. You 
are great men and you will live forever!

For many years you've trained and fought many wars. You are battle 
hardened Master's of The Art of War! You've been dressed in the 
finest clothing! You've won great wealth! You've eaten the best food 
and drank the best wine! You've had the most beautiful women and 
boys, picked fresh and sweet like ripened cherries! You've lived like 
kings and I ask you now, are you ready to die like kings?

Our kingdom is besieged by these foreign dogs and we have no support 
from any other kingdom. We are but 10,000 soldiers against a half 
million islamic turks! The Order of The Black Dragon will cease on 
earth and our kingdom will fall. 

There is only one way that we can live forever and that is through 
the greatness of our achievements. All throughout history, the 
storytellers will tell tales of our great adventures and they will 
wonder at the awe of our achievements and say, they were great men, 
they knew how to live like real men!

Bring forth The Princess! Yes, Lord Vlad! Then the great horns 
sounded and giant drums beat, and lyres played as the funeral 
procession marched out and incense burned, while dried flowers, red 
roses were laid down before her carriage like a blood river over the 
frozen snows. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as they then 
stopped the horses from pulling for a moment. Then Vlad Knelt down to 
lift the glass cover over his White Sepulchre Bride, whom had 
garlands, placed along her body and much golden and silver placed 
around her like a net woven over her body and a black veiled lining. 
She shined like a Goddess of Dreams, ready to rise up at any moment, 
to greet you with sweet aroma and a soft voice. Vlad slowly pressed 
his lips against hers and then said, Vengeance is mine as I am Thy 
Lord! I love thee for all days and nights of the grand journey. You 
are reborn my love and we shall be together again.  It seemed hours 
passed and daemons and vampirs flew about them and eerie calls were 
heard from the growing darkness. Wailing was heard coming from all 
that followed the procession and from invisible places.

Vlad Speaks, Look Soldiers of The Black Dragon! Look upon the body of 
our Beautiful Princess! Look what that turkish sultan has done. He 
has robbed us and our kingdom of its pride and joy. He has shattered 
our Crown Jewel! Look upon the lifeless corpse unveiled, lying 
silent, calm, and serene for all eternity! We were all robbed, our 
children, our love, our life together! She is the diamond voice 
silenced forever, yet heard now more than ever, screaming out her 
cries, a morbid symphony repeating over and over. jEsus is a lie, The 
Dragon Must Arise! jEsus is a lie, The Dragon Must Arise! jEsus is a 
lie, The Dragon Must Arise!

Night had slowly creeped upon them and they sharpened their swords, 
and saddled their horses. Vlad explained to his Generals that this 
raid was plunging straight into the 2 mile heart of the turk 
soldiers' encampment where the sultan was protected by his finest 
soldiers called janissaries. These were his elite guard, with the 
highest skill and training.

They began marching northwest toward the south end of the turk 
encampment. Vlad's scouts surveyed the area and determined that the 
break through zone could not be reached clearly without a diversion 
of some kind. The turks had several thousand fires burning which lit 
the inner 2 mile radius all the way to the sultan himself It wouldn't 
be long before the turk scouts discovered their troops and calvary 
movements, so the diversion had to come fast.

Move your troops into position, Vlad told his Generals. They then 
began dividing into 5 legions of a little over 2000 troops and 500 
calvary in each legion, but this was only during normal battles. Vlad 
decided to take the entire calvary with him.  They were all 
positioning around the southern, eastern, and western areas, a few 
miles outside the encampment. While Vlad awaited their messengers 
ready, he further instructed his calvary, and the troops behind them. 
He sent word to the soldiers to keep this section of the encampment 
open at all costs, for the returning calvary! You will be reinforced 
by the eastern and western diversion groups. They will pull back and 
help keep this path open!

There wasn't much time to react when they heard trumpets sounding 
inside the turk camp. Vlad immediately gave the order to advance at 
full speed with him at the head of the calvary and the troops 
charging behind.

There was an eerie silence not heard before, since he had instructed 
them to be silent until after they penetrated the encampment. As they 
approached the outer campfires they saw turks scattering disorderly, 
as they screamed, and they heard more screaming and the distinct 
sound of sword fighting to the east. 

Vlad suddenly realized there was no defense in this area, they had 
charged right through, as he yelled Death To The Sultan! And then his 
calvary and troops yelled Death To The Sultan! They charged like 
lightning, chopping the heads off turks as they tried to block their 
path. With all the glowing fires and turks scrambling around them 
like demons, it seemed like a scene from the christian hell to them, 
but they persisted on at full gallop. Nothing was about to slow them 
down, as they parted from the troop support that remained behind to 
keep the exit open.

Suddenly, they realized the turk troop's density was thickening and 
more and more of the calvary was being cut down. I can see the fat 
rat sultan's tent, yelled a soldier as another yelled, We Can Make 
It! Their mighty gallop began to erode as they were surrounded by the 
sultan's janissaries.

Now, the calvary was being chopped down and slaughtered rapidly and 
Vlad says to his General, we're going to ride right into Death's Arms 
and take off his head. Then General Fiend says to Vlad, right after 
we deliver the sultan's head to him! They both smiled and laughed. 
Then Vlad yelled, Are We Men? And the rest of the clavary yelled 
back, We're Men! Then Vlad yells, Are We Kings? The calvary yells 
back, We're Kings! And then Vlad yells, Are We Gods? And the calvary 
all at once yelled, We're Godsssss! At that moment they plunged right 
into the deepest part of the very heart of the janissary troops, and 
disappeared into history, yet never ever to be forgotten!     




DAMN THE CROSS!!! 

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