(couldnt post for past 5 days, didnt even know the thread had started)
Bertrand, having lost more then half of his militia covering the GS, falls to one knee, blood streaming from a dozen wounds, Smifult, his closest friend moves up to him "me lord, ere ye allright". Bertrand just looks u pand smiles, then stands back up and yells out to his men...
"Allright you panzies, relaod your pistols, we aint done yet!!!!"
And to this his unit hurries to reload, the he brings em closer to the GS, seeing that they too had lost a good lot of men in the fight.
Valiantly, the rag tag militia regains its composure..........