When Johnny came running up wanting the rest of the crew to join the fight, Richard knew that now the real journey had begun. Richard waited for the captain to give the official word, and he did, so Richard drew his broadsword and turned to the ten tactical officers. He said, "All right move out! Keep your head out there and pay attention." He then ran forward to see 19 Horde coming at the forward line of the Virgo unit.
Richard went for a Horde with a short sword. He swung at the Horde's head and was blocked, but he didn't wait for the Horde's next move. Richard knew to fight hand to hand how to fight dirty. Richard kicked the Horde in the knee, breaking his leg. The Horde fell down and yelled in pain. Richard then brought his sword around and ran the sword through the Horde's side. The Horde jerked in pain, but it didn't bother Richard. He drew the sword out at a 30 degree angle.
Richard went to work on another Horde, stabbing him through the gut. After killing a few more Horde, three to be sure, Richard's old sense of something not being right caused him to pull himself out of the front and take eight fellow Virgos to check the right flank.
Richard and 8 other fellow officers walked or ran 120 yards to the right of the battle line. They were in a lightly wooded area. Richard then heard it. Feet moving fast; his old senses from the battle of AR-558 were active.
He saw 12 Hordes: three with big axes and nine with short swords. Richard saw they were marching in a column formation and decided to take advantage of it. He motioned that one officer get help while the others hide behind the tree.
"Death to the Borials!" they chanted.
The column walked right into the trap.
Richard killed five Horde and disabled one by taking his right shoulder off.