Fictional Essay on the Times of King Arthur
The sky was a deep shade of blue and was empty until one looked westward and saw a storm contemplating on whether or not it should interupt a soon to be battle field. The air was crisp with the feel of autum. Tall trees stood atop the sheer clifts that lined either side of the grassy field that was three hundred feet wide. The trees' leaves were shades of orange and red and the wind stole them as it blew by and dropped them on the grounds below. As Lancelot admired his troops standing in their ranks, his heart gushed with adreniline. Both his flanks were also allied soilders. The pass was filled from side to side with the English soilders. Every single soilder's uniform was blue and white and stood patiently in their ranks. First in line were the swordsmen. They were holding a large shield and a massive silver sword. After lines of swordsmen there were the knights atop their horses, everone of them white. Both the horses and the mounted were almost totally in iron armor. Each of the horses facial armor was unique. While the mounted were steady, one could tell that the horses were becoming restless from
Lancelot sat on his horse, royal flags waving in the wind on either side of him, and waited for the Scottish troops to start to make it to the bottom of the hill. Just as he suspected, the troops went into a full charge up the hill. One by one, the English arrows wiped out the Scottish sharpshooters. This was a masicure! Lancealot was pleased with the troops morale and hoped that all rebellions to come would be shot down as this one was. Minutes later, once the horses became uneasy again, the Scottish forces could be seen marching up over the hill that stode six-hundred feet away. The rag-tag army approached, screaming and yelling, their march was not orderly and their ways were the like. A messager came in and reported that Scottish troops were in far greater numbers than they had been in any other battle that they had fought against England so far. This pleased Lancelot that the Scotts also believed that this would be the final bout. There was comotion behind Lancelot, he looked back to find that Scottish archers were atop the cliffs! He had not suspected that the Scotts would be smart enough t
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English Lancelot, , South Lancelot, Scotts Lancelot, Lancelot Scotts, attack archers, scottish troops,
Approximate Word count = 758
Approximate Pages = 3 (250 words per page double spaced)
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