Fishing Ship Blog

When the General came to the brook in the forest, all those horsemen who had followed him faithfully if not loyally had to pause for a break before they enter into another array of fortified sentries. The winding down of the first charge left nothing to miss except that the enemy seemingly was taking it with a pride, if not a soiled deportment. That was not too swelled to look onto nor putting in the back of one's helmet. A small hamlet was near the brook now turned red after so much soldiers, horses, and who else was in the way of the senseless charge, except the local people who stood afar and observing the outcome of a deprived party.
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