344 7.72 'sWar of the Scorching Lands's On Barkston Ash Grounds

it was already 330pm and everyone had a timeout from gathering resources of mining for stone, flint and iron ores as well as logs, leaves and silkworms. 80 adventurers working for hand in hand being about bountiful results and by 2 hours, I had a considerable amount of 4800 logs that I had turned them into 19,200 planks, pillars, beams, cutout windows and door frames in the Fusion Chamber.

These planks would be the foundation of making the hearth that was marked out by Jean Lethal earlier and after a short break, the 80 adventurers set out to lay the planks 5o make their hearth. Many hands make light work and within 10 minutes, the floor of a 40x40 hearth had been set.

Will.I.Am and 2 new support staff, Alleicea and Aventina had prepared 2 cauldrons of steaming hot freshly brewed strawberry tea and everyone had a drink first before the next phase begin, pillars, beams, 2nd-floor walls with cutout windows, staircase and ground floor cutout windows and door frames to let the draft in.

Work continues and the work had completed before dinner time while our support team members had already prepared gruel with mixed vegetables and bear paw meat with a hard-boiled egg each for everyone. It was a simple meal and was a welcoming one for the first day in camp.

The captains had issued their mugs, plates, bowls, utensils and soft woollen blankets to the adventurers. Before the new hearth is ready to be occupied, a hearth inspector from the Sheriff's Office of Nottingham came and made sure its safe for occupancy before he lets 40 adventurers occupy the 2nd floor while the rest on the ground floor. He issued a certificate and it was pasted on the front open doorway.

The hearth was very sturdy, and no creaks were heard when it was being occupied by 80 adventurers for the night. Will.I.Am informed his two assistants to clean and pack the encampment as this should be done daily and automatically.

"Boss, all the 80 adventurers had turned in for the night. There are 2 rooms that are being allocated for us that separates the male and female situated on the ground floor. How shall we make the arrangements for the dwarves later on?"

"Need not worry, Will has made a small post box and erected it at the Stanspar area. It's a small red box and also the post is in white. That post box is where the dwarves will deposit their pouches every evening."

"There's also a small table there where we could place their breakfast and dinner in tiffin containers. From this moment, for their safety, we have to limit our communication with them. I hope they understand this situation."

"Yes, we do...!" an answer was heard as they replied in unison from the offscreen area where the dwarves had shared a trailer and were smoking and having some beer while a few of them were playing poker and the rest all lazing around in their lounge chairs outdoors.

"Well, at least they understood," I said to Jean Lethal as he was fiddling with the scale models of the battlefield for Scarthingwell and Barkston Ash that he and Will.I.Am made to plan for the battle ahead. It was like a minimap and suddenly there were plastic models of tanks, artillery, armed soldiers, Humvees, APC, drones, UAV, Apaches, Chinooks.

Both of them were playing a modern battlefield on it complete with animated sounds from their mouths as bombardments from the artillery hit the far end of the minimap with cotton wool representing wisps of smoke, complete with toy soldiers that were laying all over the place.

"Hoy...clear those up, if you leave them tomorrow, the adventurers would think we would be engaging in modern warfare. They throw their medieval weapons for hot weapons anytime, I tell you."

Jean Lethal and Will.I.Am grinned widely and cleared the place up. There were several boxes of toothpicks and they made miniature punji stick spring traps and placed it along a straight line at interval locations after the next. It was a suggestion and had not been confirmed.

"JL, do you have any updates when the next attack would be and at which town as well as the direction where they are coming in from?"

"It would on Barkston Ash on 4 days time around 8 pm. The Marauder Chief Orc and the Skeleton King had sent their emails to the chief village and they acknowledged the date and time of the attack. The residents were being notified to clear away from the area to minimise human casualties and both the Marauder Chief Orcs and Skeleton King had given their numbers of army and reinforcements as well."

"Boss, here's the copy of the email they had printed out and also had its attention to the defenders of the village as well. So the casualties would only be limited to those involved in defending the lines."

"EMAIL AND PRINTOUTS?!?!" I raised my voice as technology is way catching up in this medieval era as I snatched the printout and read the contents. The Skeleton King will deploy 100 Soldier Skeleton, 50 Nimble Skeleton, 10 Fiery Skeleton, 10 Frost Skeleton and 10 Lightning Skeleton as well the Skeleton King himself.

The Marauder Chief Orcs would be sending 20 Armageddon Bishop, 20 Weaver, 20 Venom Champion, 20 Cataclysmic Warmaster, 20 Rotten Dancer and 20 Pyro Witch plus the 3 Healers and the Marauder Chief Orc himself.

A total of 300 enemies would be confronting the NVA that would be at 80+ strong. This is totally one-sided and where in the world would a fancy pants English medieval fantasy game be so simple...?!?

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The next day, I called for Stef and Jean Lethal to summon the sergeants for the Archers and Amazonia Female Fighters to come forth so we need to discuss something.

"Alright, the battle on the grounds of Barkston Ash would commence at 8 pm in 4 days time. Here's the statistics of the coming battle and this battle will be called 'The War of the Scorching Lands'."

"We would be greatly outnumbered but we need you to support for the ranges attacks especially towards the Undead Skeleton Forces. How good are your members at 500-meter range towards a fast-moving target?"

"Leader, we would have no problem if we take on fast-moving targets if they are heading straight at us. The Skeleton King is about 12 to 15 feet in height and its an easy target since they all would be coming from a clearing."

"Kufanele ungidlale ukuthi ngithumele amasosha ami ukuthi ayokufa empini eyandulela leyo." replied the sergeant for the Amazonian Female Fighter.

"Help....!!! I need a translator here..." I hollered and an on-screen crew came over and the Amazonian Female Fighter repeated her answer.

"She said 'Ok, No problem.'..." and the translator moved back offscreen.

"Whaaaatttt...?!?! She replied with so many words in a sentence from her language and it meant only 3 simple words in ENGLISH...?!?! No wonder her tribe went EXTINCT..!!!"

"I will imbue some magic arrows for both of you and this meant only for the non-magical skeletons. Remember...its for the normal bony S-K-E-L-E-T-O-N-S only. Those arrows would be marked with red dye at the nookso you should be able to differentiate which ones to use against which enemies."

"Another set is to target the frost and lightning skeletons with arrows marked in yellow dye at the nook. You'd get 50 arrows each per quiver and you would have 3 quivers altogether. Keep the balance and let me know if you're running short. Tomorrow, please purchase blunt arrowheads for this purpose."

"Blunt arrowheads without the tips, Leader? Are you sure about this, it would not even hurt a rabbit at a 3-meter distance at all." said the Sergeant of the Archers.

"You heard me right, young Archer. Blunt arrowheads to defeat the skeletons. Alright, I would need to see those Druids, Mages and Necromancer. Would there be any questions?"

"No, leader...that would be all."

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"Ngabe usunayo i-gruel ophekwa ngumfundi wakho opheka manje? Ngisalamba."

"Translator...!!!" and once again the offscreen crew approached me and helped with the translation.

"She said 'Understood'..." replied the translator and slinked away back offscreen.

"Whhaaaaattttttt...?!?! They are better off learning English and drop their language totally."

Matilda and Stef were rolling on the grass laughing hysterically at me since I never grasp what the hell the Amazonian Female Fighter was talking about. Hahahahhahaha