[Eyvind Redbeard]

The Silvered Blades formed the rear of the March. This battered Legion had recovered from some of the wounds of the previous war and while still not at full strength was more than capable of fighting the Horde. The ranks of both Legions filled the road and stretched to the horizon. From time to time a rider would pass by the infantrymen to deliver news to the Officers in the front. Standards, banners and flags danced with the wind and the sound of trompets and drums echoed in the natural silence of Sheria.

For the pleasure of all the 10th had brought some killing machines of their own. Repeating ballistae with a variety of ammunitions numbered thirty and the sappers of the Legion already made plans to prepare some traps of their own to the Greenskins.

The Imperial Legions were on the move and Telath trembled before their might. Poor of the Orc that stepped in their way for he would be given no quarter.