The black wizzard moved his forces slightly to face the 'pathetic bags of flesh', as he referred to the imperials.
He would than call forth the winds of magik to ignite his adversaries... however he failed and incinerated a bush.
Toxo cultists moved near to give ranged support. So did Ezra, while swearing 'I speet on your keeng', and spitting on the ground. What that has to do with anything
'Yes, you! I as a fabulous stratagem I am, devised a rather sophisticated plot, which involves us allying with the greenskin hordes. Even though they're cumbersome savages, I think they can be convinced that together we can defeat the creatures of the night much easier.'
'First of all, I need you as an ambassador of my word. Now go, and spread my message to them!'
'What? I know it's a great deed to carry out MY word, but I think even an infantryman can do it. Now, come on, and get something as a token of peace while you're on your way!'
'Are you moronic or a coward? You don't want to face Imperial court now, do you?'
'Join the army, they said'-muttered the swordsmen while working to maintain the forced grin on his face as he sprinted to the orks.
The bulk of the army followed, while having on eye on the undead.
'WHAT in the anvil is that sissypants think he's doing? Flowers to the orks, BAH! C'mon lads, let's show how we get our job done!'
So they moved out, reserving actions for counters.
The berserkers engaged Blaz Ironbreaker. Both used their angry inches...
... and as they hurled themselves to eachother...
Blaze used MIGHTY CLEAVE!
ork front rank suffers 17 damage!
However the dwarven hero loses 1 hp too.
The arrowboys moved up and greeted the sadistic dwarf with a barrage of bolts, chipping another hp off.
Suddenly, metallic noises were to be heard for not too far...
'Von Bragstein! We didn't expect any help from the engineer's guild!'
'I'm here by my own, sir. And I'm here to claim the artefact. Even if I have to smite you and your forces too.'
Brag von Bragstein (Bragallot) joins the fray!
Deadlock: 0, 1 bush
Von B: 0