The thing about heavy chas is that they are extrely heavy.
Most of their weight cos from the multi-layered armor which covers their entire fra. These incredibly tough armor allows the heavy cha to take a TON of beating before they have to retreat. And this is especially true if their enemies are non-heavy chas.
In most cases, long before the heavy cha had to beat a retreat, their non-heavy cha enemies would either run out of ammunition first, or die a miserable death in the hands of the heavy cha's own deadly weapons.
Unless of course, the heavy chas were ridiculously outnumbered.
Then in that case, in addition to anticipating his victory, the enemy commander would do well to also prepare his heart to pay for a similarly ridiculous butcher's bill. It might just save him from suffering a heart attack when the smoke of the battle field finally clears and the battle (read: massacre) report reaches his hands.
A total victory by non-heavy cha legions over a legion of heavy chas would be a pyrrhic victory in the truest sense of the word.
Heavy chas are the mainstays of all the armies of the world, and they are so because they truly deserved to be.
Not all of the heavy cha's weight cos from their armor though.
A significant portion of the weight also cos from the heavy lee weapons that these chas would typically wield. These weapons range from massive halberds to heaven-defyingly heavy war hamrs which, when used skillfully, make the heavy chas an absolute terror at lee range.
Finally, the last bit of their weight cos from their twin shoulder-mounted long-range laser cannons which could deal certain death to their non-heavy cha enemies from a respectable distance.
The Chinese heavy chas, or at least the ones that the old man fielded as his own personal guards, were typical heavy lancers with minor modifications. In true believer of 'the best defense is a good offense' fashion, the old man had reduced the armor covering the rear of his chas, and opted instead to strengthen the frontal armor.
These modified lancers would be nigh impenetrable in frontal defence, and absolutely unstoppable in their offensive charges.
Additionally, the old man's heavy lancers were not only absolute monsters in battle, they were also a sight to behold.
Their cha armor was designed in such a way so as to resemble ancient Chinese armor, and all of the old man's heavy lancers looked like legendary Chinese heroes of old.
Black demon-mask visages complented their red-yellow armor spectacularly, giving all who saw the scene a deeply chilling sensation. It was as though the army of hell had been deployed and was about to reap the lives of the devil king's designated enemies.
A short mont after Ajax made his move, the thousand heavy lancers fired their mid range heavy cannons as well as their shoulder-mounted laser cannons at the remaining two white chas.
PEW! PEW! PEW!
A barrage of powerful laser beams riddled the huge white chas with holes.
Surprise attacked by five hundred heavy laser cannons and a thousand shoulder-mounted laser cannons each, the two white chas never stood a chance.
BOOM! BOOM!
They exploded a re second after their glorious General Charles did.
They were faithful retainers when they were alive, and they displayed their faithfulness even in death by following him quickly into the underworld so that he would not be lonely.
Not that they were given any choice in the matter, though.
With the three white chas out of the way, the remaining five cha battalions were as good as dead. They were, afterall, tragically unmobilized.
Of course, there were so stellar minds among the European pilots who had thought that the Chinese were totally out of character that day, and had stood at the ready by their chas.
'Just in case.'
Unfortunately, these smarter-than-General-Charles-Leon mbers of the European Embassy were too few in number and far too hopelessly low in authority to make much of a difference.
They had rely added a hundred and fifty chas to the hundred and twenty chas who were already in active duty patrolling the Embassy grounds.
In total, the European Embassy had two hundred and seventy chas as their combat-ready force when all hell finally broke loose.
They never stood a chance.
"Destroy them." Ajax's cool voice sounded. "No prisoners. No rcy."
The thousand Chinese chas imdiately let out a roar filled with battle fury and charged at the European chas in a mighty air.
PEW! PEW! PEW!
The Chinese chas unleashed a volley of heavy laser cannon fire at the European chas even as they ate up the distance between them at a frightening pace.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Many of the Europeans managed to raise their shields to block the laser cannon volley, but not all managed to do that. Those that didn't simply ate the laser cannon attack and exploded into pieces.
"Steady pace!" Ajax barked at his n. "Stay together!"
A few overeager chas who were already pulling ahead slowed down slightly to stay with their comrades. So, though, ignored Ajax completely.
"Hold the line! HOLD THE LINE D*** IT!" Ajax roared angrily.
One particular Chinese cha was so excited that he shot into the European line much faster than the rest of his comrades.
With his heavy lance braced solidly against its body in an underarm grip, he charged at the lead European cha at full speed.
The lead European cha who was carrying a huge tower shield, skillfully adjusted his shield at the last second and deflected the lance charge instead of eting it head on.
SCREEEEEEEEE!!
Taken by surprise, the Chinese cha could not adjust his lance in ti and rely scraped the European cha's shield instead of smashing into it and blowing the European cha away. Instead, it was him who blew right by the European cha and exposed his lightly-armored back.
"Bloody idiot." Ajax muttered. "I told him many tis not to break formation. Old man, I'm not taking responsibility if he gets himself killed today. His skull is as thick and as empty as yours when you were his age. Maybe even thicker. Not emptier though. Can't get emptier than empty. Bloody freaking idiot."
Despite the gravity of the situation, I swear I could see a gleam of mirth flash briefly in the old man's eyes.
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