battle

[buzzard30]

night before battle of Agincourt. The French nights are up carousing, drinking, orgies and general wild celebrations know they are going to win tomorrow. they outnumber the enemy by so many. Many oversleep and wake up late throw on their armor, but there is no time to get it all on so many without breastplates or belly armor. They mount their chargers kissing their lovers goodbye and line up to follow their fully armored comrades into battle, they worry not as they are sure the battle will be over.
What a mistake they come out on the field of battle and see the carnage. Knights shot threw by longbow arrows tumbled and laying twisted on the ground.
They look up and see the sun darken from a hail of arrows about to rain down on bare naked flesh and muscle. It is almost as though the naked tight bellies are a magnet for the arrows.
The thud and thump of arrows penetrating naked flesh and muscle. Horses bucking and rearing throwing the knights to the ground. Some fall face down the arrows pressed threw and out their backs. Others fall on their backs, bellies exposed to the air, some with a single arrow in belly buttons, others with 5,6 a dozen in abs and bellies, arrow shafts waving in the air imbedded in naked muscle. Knights laying there the armor the have on too heavy to move what happens next another hail of arrows?

[Arrowagony]

What a wonderful account! I have never wanted to be a lazy Frenchman so badly. You paint a wonderfully horrific image of all those men getting killed with longbows and writhing in agony in the mud, skewered by those terrible arrows! ?

[buzzard30]

Trying to decide on the next scene. All those magnificent muscled sculptured knights on the ground arrows in hard abs. one there with an arrow in each muscle of his bronzed 6 pack.

[buzzard30]

The camp followers come onto the battlefield to see all the bodies pierced by arrows. And on either side the scavengers move in the pillage and steal what they can.
They too are surprised at the sea of waving arrows in bronzed muscular bodies, they are in awe but they still strip armor from the knights not caring what pain they inflict. some rub the exposed cocks, massage arrowed abs.
Camp followers rush to rescue the fallen stripping armor of the living and loading onto carts to haul away naked arrow pierced bodies piled side by side arms on each other .
They must hurry before the English foot soldiers and archers over run them. The archers are there to recover their arrows from naked bodies and to admire their arrows in bellies and abs