Michael of Praag and his troops march out to engage the chaos host under Loftsson the Anally Pained.
Whose army includes the bloodletters and the juggernauts.
The terrain is neither good nor bad for our hussars, but that means that their heavy cavalry will be even more disadvantaged on those slopes. We order the Ukranians to fix sharpened stakes in front of them to halt a premature cavalry charge by our enemies.
The Winged Lancers are equally distributed to the flanks, 300 of them on each side. The infantry takes the center as usual.
As the battle commences, the hussars maneuver on the slopes overlooking the field, to form up there and prepare for any charges on the flanks of the enemy.
The hussars on the right flank do the same.
The glorious defenders of Potato.
Versus the ignorant russian rapist hordes.
The Chaos host becomes disordered as it begins to ponderously plodder forward.
ITZ is strong within this army.
As the horde begins to charge, the Ukranians retreat behind the infantry line, where they will continue offering fire support.
After a victorious engagement with the russian light cavalry, the hussars are ordered to withdraw in the face of the galloping chosen knights of KHORNE.
And the hussars on the left flank charge the russian marauders, skewering dozens on their lances.
And are then ordered to withdraw.
On the other side of the field the Kreml Guard engage the last of the chaos light horse who are soon flanked by the charging winged lancers. There were no survivors.
But troubling developments are in motion at the infantry battle. The Bloodletters engage the pikemen, who unless support comes soon, will be slaughtered and cause the line to break.
Even more concerning is the charge of the Bloodcrushers upon the second Kreml Guard regiment that claimed more than a hundred lives (!). The infantry battle is going sour.
Despite the grim odds, the hussars valiantly charge at the mutated former russian nuclear plant workers, hoping to carry the day on their lances.
Another unit of lancers fall upon the heavily armored chosen of KHORNE. But they know they are doomed in the face of such a foe.
HUSSARIA NIE GINIE.
More proud potato riders fall upon the foe with cries of fury and hate. Sabers out, they begin to duel with the heavy knights of chaos, russians armored in fiendish full plate and wielding swords bigger than the malign ruinous popamole artifact, the Box of X.
As the marauders on the left flank break in the face of a determined hussar assault, the infantry begin to envelop the centre of the enemy, opening yet another front of attack against the feared bloodletters.
Another hussar charge succeeds in scattering the heavy chaos knights who cannot fathom how a simple defender of Potato can have such inhuman courage in the face of Russian might.
The Hussars succeed in routing the left flank as well, leading to an even further envelopment and Michael of Praag himself leads the charge against the Chosen of KHORNE.
The battle now enters a very brutal stage as the elite axemen of Praag face the anointed warriors of the Blood God.
The Lancers now run the chaos axe throwers through, routing the russians in one glorious charge.
Despite their heavy losses, they continue to fight against the inhuman knights of KHORNE.
And the Bloodletters are now surrounded by a wall of pikes and halberds. Slowly but surely, they begin to fall.
There are now but a handful of russians remaining, but they do not rout.
Until a brave Hussar defeated their general in single combat.
And his bodyguard resolves to fight to the death.
And the day is ours once again despite horrendous losses among the Hussars and the Kreml axemen.
Never forget the brave patriots who so willingly gave their lives for Potato.