FerriticMatrix

Waking up inside the ruins of an orphanage, Alexander finds himself chained and sold to slavery.
A modern metallurgist, trapped in ancient times, watch as he tries to play with the cards fate dealt him.
He will make plate armor, invent paper, build roads, teach governance and many more, as he tries to carve a place for himself.
But how can such things not attract jealous eyes?
The naval superpower- Cantagena,
The unstoppable army of- Exolas, 
The superpower of the east- Adhania,
The mercantile confederation- Sybarsis, 
The religious fanatics- Iyizarid, 
And the ever-present- Barbarians of the Barren Forrest,
All want something from each other.
In this ocean of sharks, follow a small carp as it struggles to leap through the dragon gate and establish a dynasty to outlast them all.

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Herald of Steel

The night soon rolled on, and both sides by now had spent three hours under the full moon of the summer night, neither making a move.

'What's the holdup? Did they get cold feet?' And waiting atop his horse for the past hour or so, Alexander thought a bit impatiently.

He had been looking very forward to the phalanx units charging down the hill, disrupting their own formation in the process, and then being cut down by his organized legionaries.

But it seemed the enemy was just content to just stand there as if they were having last-minute thoughts about whether to really bet everything on this one roll.

So Alexander too waited, cocksure that the opposite side would break before him, as he spent his time swatting the mosquitoes buzzing all around him.

'It should be time!' While Lord Theony was much more anticipating, his ears perked for the call of the trumpet, and his hands itching to issue the order to charge.

Lord Ponticus's Counter-Attack (Part-5)