Of Fire and Smoke

As the sun rises to start the next day, a man clad in armor with two teenagers and few older men in armor. "King Roland I suggest we just have all out battle with elves and make it a decisive victory for our men and we can make the survivors slave and take more lands from the kingdom of Avalon since they are the ones that provoked this war" said by a man in his late forties. From the way how he talks to the king he seems to be a noble and not a low one at that since he is having a strategy meeting with the king Roland of the Arcana Kingdom.

King Roland nods as his two sons agree with him "your right Duke Price not mention this army is costing a lot already,"

A similar conversation is happening on the other side. Neither side not knowing that they are being watched as if prey. Close to noon, but sides start to arm up and march forward. Archers from both sides beginning firing at each other's troops.

At the climax of the battle when troops are fighting melee. King Roland was going to charge with the duke and his sons a loud noise goes off. BOOM! noise was load and what came after shocked everyone. Men no matter what side were either dead and missing limb's or some moaning with blood coming out of their armor.

BOOM! BOOM!... goes off in quick successions just to leave bloody men on the ground. Both sides quickly pulled apart and spaced out from each other so as not to get killed. They look towards the forest edge where the smoke is coming from, wondering what kind of monster is spitting such smoke and killing their men.

Even their commanders were scared especially since whatever is killing their men doesn't seem to be stooped by armor as well. They all looked in fear and after waiting and seeing nothing happen they relaxed a bit and turned curious, but soon, their fear came back as they hear pop and see smaller smoke in the tree line just to see more men drop with knowing what killed them.

Sorcery some thought as more men fell, but it's mostly those that aren't in armour are being shot. Soon the popping and smoke stop but they don't dare to relax and soon horse hooves are heard and as the smoke clear from the tree line they see men on horse back in magnificent uniform and white horse. These men on horses are the Pavlograd Hussars and are outside the tree line looking back at the two armies.