Danton turned to the person on his proper.
“Ya assume we’re gonna die?”
The person responded, “No.”
However he doubted that…
The order got here. John charged, however his compatriots appeared too scared, and he got here nose to nose with Sir Birch, a fearsome fighter. He quivered, however then went forth to face him.
Or, he was about to. Then, he heard Édouard.
“WAIT FOR ME, OI!!!”
He rushed forth, however as he was a coward, he solely took up a supporting place. A regiment of squaddies approached, however, earlier than all of them might do battle, a small voice spoke.
“Ought to we not bless our troopers and pray for peace?”
The outdated cardinal, in his stature, was listened to. He went to Danton’s regiment, then to Édouard’s regiment, and blessed them. Then, one other got here and blessed the opposite military. Or he would have, if he wasn’t caught behind one other regiment. Then, he might lastly transfer, and the battle started.
Danton struck down some males of the opposite military…
However Sir Birch charged.
Danton was the one one who survived, and he requested to all who would pay attention…
Why did they need to die?
NOTE:
There’s a very imporant tag that will in all probability spoil the story.
