"Surrounded by dozens of heavily armed enemy soldiers, mounted on horseback, the warrior looks around him, his fellow warriors have all fallen to the hordes and their razor sharp swords, spears and arrows. He stands alone now, steeling himself for what may be his final battle. He must not give in to defeat, for if he falls, the kingdom will also fall; he is their last hope...."

@elitescpforces.6292

Жыл бұрын

Are you artist?

@peterparquer1873

Жыл бұрын

@@elitescpforces.6292 I wish! No, I love storytelling; when I see certain artwork, I feel inspired to tell one possible story. A picture is worth a thousand words, they say......😔

@Fatigue2808

Жыл бұрын

This warrior looks around knowing that today in the next few moments to come, he shall die, but if going out... then he'll give them one hell of a fight. He is the kingdoms last line of defense & he knows that he is the one to fight against all odds, the time is now... or never... show them what you trained for...

@quentinrichard3568

Жыл бұрын

Love it. Short and powerfull.

@CrimsonKnight223

Жыл бұрын

This is the way of a warrior

“Death can have me when it earns me.” -Kratos

@dchristopher7

Ай бұрын

That statement is the most hardcore thing I'll hear today!

"Your comrads have fallen! Your walls broken. Your lords cold and dead. Lay down your arms. It is over." "As long as I have breath in my body, it isn't over..."

@elizabeta9574

Жыл бұрын

Long live the king👑

@redfox5996

Жыл бұрын

yes

@ghostymctoast9935

Жыл бұрын

Only in Death Does Duty End

@philippoole5696

Жыл бұрын

"Which will break first you mind or your body." The lone warrior reply:

@ranger5839

Жыл бұрын

@@ghostymctoast9935 The planet broke before the guard!

"With his friends who hate him, and his Family who has abandoned him, he turns to war. He is stationed in the Frontlines and with the first fleet of enemy soldiers they are outnumbered, ten to one. With a battle lasting almost a day, his allies have fallen by the cold steel of his enemies. Being the last one of the Frontlines still breathing, surrounded and tired, he fights on. He is prepared to face death, but continues to slay more and more enemies. The scariest man is the one with nothing to lose."

He stands alone. His comrades lay scattered around him, staining the Earth red with their blood. He is surrounded. Blood drips from his armor. He is already wounded. He leans on his sword, surveying the battlefield. Dozens surround him, on foot and on horseback. His armor is heavy, his sword feels like a massive weight. With all he has left, he lifts his blade. Wearily, he takes a battle stance. He stands alone... but he is unbroken.

@peterokade8199

Жыл бұрын

Cringe as hell but cool monologue br.

@miceami5256

Жыл бұрын

this feels like an anime monologue not gona lie

@FNWendigo

Жыл бұрын

@@peterokade8199 Let the man have his moment.

@Guitar_Guy783

Жыл бұрын

@@peterokade8199 Could be worse. I could've used the "power of friendship/love"

@wituma

Жыл бұрын

@@peterokade8199 how you you syk reggin

Thank you for including "You Are The Chosen One" into this amazing mix :). You rock ^^

@REDKING-1596

Жыл бұрын

i love your music!

@locknessmonster1728

Жыл бұрын

Dude, didn’t expect to see you here. Hope your next song is good.

@raheemallen2003

Жыл бұрын

Friends all these calamity's that are going on around the world will lead to a Sunday Law Which will The Mark Of The Beast, Those that keep gods seventh day sabbath will be prohibited from buying and sell and persecuted. Jesus is coming are you ready?

Played this while going to work, feels like I’m going on a battlefield.

@musicallyinduced

Жыл бұрын

Rush hour traffic is a battlefield 💥🚗💥🛻💥🚙💥🚛💥😬

@pocketinfinity6733

Жыл бұрын

battle against your own patience to not slap the face of your boss

@ricardonunez2743

Жыл бұрын

You was going into the battlefield my friend

@albertmuramasa201

Жыл бұрын

Every day we are going to a battlefield....

@Nuthing

Жыл бұрын

Fighting against your own desires, so that you can continue grinding towards your goal.

"There is no strength in numbers.. A warrior is defined by their skill in combat, no matter how outmatched you are you can always triumph over them."

@philippoole5696

Жыл бұрын

Me the soldier's surrounding him: "Do not go near him he has embraced death instead let him wither in time his body will betray him."

@SilentGhost_X

Жыл бұрын

@@philippoole5696 *DOOM Music starts playing*

@midorithefestivegardevoir6727

Жыл бұрын

@@philippoole5696 "SIR" "HE'S CHARGING AT US AT MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE"

@rebelsoldier6133

Ай бұрын

But there is strength in numbers, for one is braver and will be made more by fighting and dying alongside their friends

"Great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser-men to light the flame. We will fight to the end. And we shall never surrender."

"You never struck me as someone who fears death, that's not the problem is it?" "No, Death can have me when he earns me!"

"Though my throne is built upon lies, and the bodies of my fallen comrades... A warrior still has their pride, I refuse to relinquish the power I fought for to anyone. So long as I have breathe in my body: My will is my own, and I shall not bow to any God, King nor man."

Distant thunder wake him up. After years of combat in this war he was ready, completely awake in mere moments. Standing he looked one more time on his brave companion. A horse he used as a pillow. She didn’t complain so it was fine. Scream distracted him from praying. At once he ready his immensely long sword. Some “dark knights” were still here to kill any survivors. Their army far away now. They didn’t need rest - battle ended to quickly to satisfy any bloodlust. One such party of four spotted him. They may be barbaric but not mindless. Slowly they surrounded him. He razed sword straight into clouds above. Every kill meant dozens even hundreds of lives saved. Thunder roared once more, closer this time. Circle of death closing on him. “I don’t want do die here. I will not die here!” He dashed forward his sword going more horizontal as he speeded up. As one raiders rushed their horses. He used giant sword as spear pointing on hourse’s neck. Horse lend backwards in fear but it was moving to fast now. In desperation animal throw itself to its right. He still wounded it. Barely even scratch it looking at the abnormal size of his weapon. But it’s enough to make poor animal choke on its own blood. The raider couldn’t free himself in time and coursing in his language went with his horse to ground. Weight of horse crouched his leg. Scream grow lauded when dying horse moved in pain. Eldrych found himself screaming to. His right leg burning in pain just as his enemy was brought to ground. “What kind of magic is this?!” He screamed between gritted teeth. He turned dragging his sword behind. There was no time for thinking - another raider was closing in. He once again speeded up to meat his opponent. It was barely a jog now with his leg working less and less. That raider had a spear. It did not make Eldrych hesitate. He put all his weight in a Powerful swing. Aiming not only for head of a horse but mostly at the tip of a spear. The rider raised his spear so it wouldn’t be destroyed. Sword reached poor animal slicing horse’s head off It didn’t stop Eldrych’s sword. With a thud raider went flying with blunt force alone. Eldrych looked at others barbarians. Two on horses and one with useless leg. They stared at him from save distance. Not caring about their companion. Eldrych used this moment to finish off the black knight closer to him. His armor bended severely from last strike. aiming for the head he raised giant sword and simply let it fell. It was more then enough to kill. He glanced once more at unmoving knights. “They don’t know what mercy is… and yet I’m still alive” He looked at his right leg - still in pain. An arrow sticks out from his calf. “Fuck…” Arrow shrank in size before his eyes going deeper and deeper inside his body. “Fuck!” Living poison. He knew it was to late to treat it now. Raiders knew this too. They were still waiting, watching him dying. Slowly. “Cutting my leg off not an option right now” He gathered corpses around him in a pile. “Fire mage would be really useful right now” Why it needed to rain on day of battle. Or rather on day of a sloughed Eldrych though. He got on top of his pile and raised the sword possibly the last time. Hilt up stabbing his own thigh. Right one of course. he was praying for luck. Because only luck could save him. Raiders eventually got bored and went looking for another victim to kill. But even after minutes of slow ride they sow it. Lightning stroke mad man’s sword knocking him out. They thought it was enough to kill him. But it only cleared poison in his leg. If scavengers won’t find him… Eldrych will live to fight again.

@-_Halo_-

Жыл бұрын

Nice

@nukeassassin4

Жыл бұрын

Well done dude.

@yuridapted7459

Жыл бұрын

im having a fucking stroke reading this lmao

@coffeemask4806

Жыл бұрын

Nice storytelling

Whoever reads this, I hope you are happy and that everything in your life is going well. If not, it means that something needs to be changed...Because you're not gonna give up just yet

@deadlyline7071

Жыл бұрын

My life’s shit but thanks

@sonic99luc81

Жыл бұрын

thanks man, I just feel like i've been trying to change for so long and only small part sit seems to get better before sliding back into the usual..

@hisokakigurai7390

Жыл бұрын

@@sonic99luc81 Remember this my friend - ''Rome wasn't built in a day'' The process take's time. The fact that you are fighting is a success

@sonic99luc81

Жыл бұрын

@@hisokakigurai7390 thanks man, I’ll try and keep that in mind. It’s a hard battle but hopefully a winnable one

@GamingBeFly

Жыл бұрын

I’ve… been trying for years… don’t know what to do… it all seems predetermined…

This Battle is lost, but their fight has only started.

One woman against an army. Her comrades…no…her found family, dead across the battlefield. The enemy hoisting their corpses like banners before her. But she stands unbroken. Taking her sword, she raises it skywards and prepares for battle against the army. Standing alone yet not alone. The souls of her family, both found and old, stand behind her. So she fights alone, but for all those who are gone. The battle goes on for days, but in the end, she lost. But even though she lost, she had put a major dent into the opposing army. Enough so, that the army was forced to retreat to rebuild their forces…so she may have lost the battle…but her actions had eventually secured her home the war.

On this rainy day a battle was fought. Or rather...a one sided massacre happened. Their enemies fell like flies drawn into a flame, all except for one. He wasn't anybody special, he was an unnamed soldier like all his brothers around him. Standing defiantly against their numbers, his lance soaked with rain, mud, and blood. His armor carved, chipped, and dented beyond recognition. And his body bruised, stabbed, cut, and tired from the fighting. Yet this one last soldier stood defiantly against them, a great army with superior cavalry and numbers. He spoke not a word, fighting off every single attack thrown at him. He was a nobody before this battle, but during this moment he became both a legend to his allies...and a curse to us. That single knight with the elegant silver hair became hence forth known as "The Specter of vengeance". Nobody knows what happened to this legendary being. Some say he died that day, others claim to have seen him in the shadows just outside camp. Waiting for his time to strike us down like he did to our brethren. But we know one thing for certain: Alive or dead...he will get his revenge for that day. Whenever that day will be...will come eventually.

me: "playing the mix at the gym" the gym: "get motivated"

Give it all you got! Never surrender.

The war has gone for so long, far too long. Now I'm the only one left to defend the frontlines. My comrades have falllen before me. Some lost all limbs, some has face crushed by horseshoes. My sword has dulled, my armour's cracked and dented. My body screams with pain and exhaustion. I have been fighting non-stop for three days. The enemy is still coming with no signs of retreating. My sword, clad in blood, does not scare them? How is the enemy so strong. Comrades, I may be joining you all soon. Holy Father, I ask you, please protect Emily and Diaz. May you watch over Diaz as he grow up to be a righteous person. Amen. I picked my sword up, assume a stance, and brace myself. Amen, amen and amen. May the heavens forgive my sins.

For giggles because this scenario popped into my head with a future character. Derroth can only vaguely remember why he got out of retirement. His farm suffered from a blight, and he needed money to put aside for his son. Yet he was 50, considered a venerable age for a Half-Orc, especially for a former guardsman. His late wife blessed him with five wonderful children, two of which he personally gave away to two deserving young men. The best years were behind him and he could have had his sons take care of this, and yet, here he was, the one who decided to stay behind and hold back a horde while the rest of those who had many more years ahead of them went on ahead to warn the lord of it's arrival. He didn't have to do it, and yet here he is. A man much more powerful than him offered to stay behind with him. One that commanded the power of the god of storms, and yet, when his back was turned, Derroth knocked him out with a single blow to the back of his head and sent him on his way with the last horse available in the keep. Meant for him in case he should retreat. Hopefully that man will forgive him for doing that to him. There doesn't need to be one more friendly body here. He idly scratched his heavily scarred face while he leaned up against the wall of the parapet and felt the stubble there, grumbling a little. He will need a shave when this is all over. If he survived. Chuckling to himself, the guardsman pulled out his axe, one fashioned from his woodcutter's axe to be better suited for battle, along with a whetstone, and got to work sharpening it one last time. He wasn't able to finish it in time before the thunderous gait of troops began to drown out his sound of the scraping of metal on stone. Sighing, he put the stone away and stood up, overlooking the host he plans to greet. So many bodies before him. It seemed to go on forever. Last time he spotted so many, he was younger and had the bodies of other good men with him to fight back the tide. Not this time. Hefting his axe, Derroth stood up and went down the steps to go greet them. As per the usual, the head commander came up to him astride his horse and offered some drek about offering him terms. The half-orc didn't give him a chance to finish before using his axe to cut a deep gash at the knees of the horse. He didn't want to do that to a good animal who's only crime is being rode by such a twit, but it was the best move he could have done. The horse let out a loud whinny as it collapsed with a spray of blood, warming his face. There was a scream from the commander as the horse fell on him, pinning him against the cold earth. Knowing that he was helpless, the Half-Orc stepped onto the side of the horse and brought the axe down upon the commander's head, silencing him before doing the same for the horse. The silence was deafening as the old guard pulled his axe out of the horse's skull with a wet squelch and bellowed out, "There is no quarter for monsters and men! I plan on dying today! How many of you plan on doing the same?!"

@Sammy-MusicOfficial

Ай бұрын

I like cool stories and that was insane in fact Im gonna write one too!: Deklan stood beside his master. Deklan was a squire and his master's name was Godfrey. They were caught in a thick battle and Deklan was standing by his master's side his short sword held out in front of him. Godfrey kept jumping in front of Deklan to block him from any enemy soldier but then they saw him. He was called The Elder. The Elder wore a long billowing cloak and solid black armor. He carried a large twohanded mace and he wore a helmet that covered his entire head and from the helmet came a terrifying voice. "Is that your squire?" The Elder asked. Godfrey simply didn't answer. He planted his feet, checked to make sure his shield was on tight enough, raised his sword, and charged. Deklan watched in awe as Godfrey fought The Elder. Sparks flew and Godfrey gave a brutal swing. A large chunk of The Elder's helmet went flying and the Elder was thrown to the ground. The Elder roared in anger and stood quickly to his feet. The Elder swung his blade and Godfrey blocked the swing with his sword but The Elder's blow was too strong. Godfrey's sword shattered and The Elder stabbed his blade forwards. The blade went all the way through Godfrey and Deklan screamed "GODFREYYYYY!!!!!" Deklan ran to Godfrey's side and Godfrey looked up into Deklan's eyes. Godfrey pulled from his neck a small necklace, a blue jewel upon it. Deklan looked at the jewel and Godfrey handed it to him. "U-u-use the power. Y-your time has come." Godfrey's hand fell away and Deklan's eyes widened as the jewel began to glow. The Elder laughed and said, "No silly little rock will save you, boy!" The Elder ran forward but then Deklan's body began to glow and a bolt of lightning struck The Elder sending him flying backwards. Deklan closed his eyes as he raised the stone and thunderclouds gathered. Lighting began to strike all around him and all over the battlefield, killing The Elder's forces and causing them to retreat. The Elder lay on his back and he looked up at Deklan. "Who are you?" He asked. Deklan picked up his sword and thrust The Elder through. He brought his face close up to The Elder and said "I'm a squire."

His final test…Everything led him to this…What he does at the end shows his true character. He will NOT give in to defeat, for he never loses. He goes down a champion until the end. His children will know him as a protector until the end. His legacy lives on!

As I stare into the empty souls of these vile men. I can't help but wonder, what has driven thee to such madness? Why they would turn on their own, destroy the very foundations they were brought up by....no matter...they have sold their souls...for power, weath and glory....and as I stand here today, they will be denied all that which they have sought. For they have thrown away all they held dear. And as I STAND here today, I will not falter, will not be defeated...in the faces of those thousand men, I see myself and all that I have to lose. So I will not lose. Mere numbers will not win them this battle. For I have been blessed with a good life. And if I am to die here today...I know that our way of life will continue. I am just one story out of many others...the fight against the wretched horde...it has broken many men and have defiled our lands. BUT AS I STAND HERE TODAY! ....AS LONG AS I DRAW BREATH...THESE DEMONS THINK THEMSELVES SO POWERFUL....THEY HAVENT THE SLIGHTEST IDEA OF POWER! ..... As I stand here....in the pouring rain...against overwhelming odds...I....will... prevail! So face me... you savages.... Make my day.

FORWARD! SO LONG AS A CADIAN HEART BEATS, SO TOO DOES CADIA STAND!

@harrisonmcarthur7816

Жыл бұрын

The Planet Broke before the Gaurd did

I love epic music like this. It makes me feel like I'm exploring the universe.

I touched the stars, and saw the glorious light of a thousand suns! Now, blinded by this elegance, how could my purpose be anything... but dark

@eli8m596

Жыл бұрын

Aatrox the world ender.

@insidious9088

Жыл бұрын

@@eli8m596 godbless somebody got it

He looked around, watching as his comrades were butchered by the heavily armoured troops. An arrow struck into his shoulder, as he stumbled down. He looked like he wouldn't stand up, but they we wrong. He slowly stood up, waving his weapon around as the men on horseback were slaughtered. Due to this act, his comrades had more spirit in them, as they now fought back. he would rather die a warrior, fighting until his last death, than just a regular knight, falling to an arrow that struck his shoulder. The enemies screamed as they ran, thinking of him as a devil, as steam exited from under his helmet

The battlefield moving as though time itself had slowed, seemed to be tinted by the distant war Horns of the Celts and Scots. "Reinforcements, a bit far-off but they're coming!" Thought the lone warrior, refreshed that all he had to do was hold on just for a short while longer. Whipping the blood off his giant sword in an arc, taunting nearby Calvary as they encircled him. "This is not my first battle" he said, mainly to himself, "AND IT WON'T BE MY LAST!"

@rohaidanuska2843

Жыл бұрын

BRO A GOOD LETTER THIS IS MASTER PIECE

“When standing in front of death itself so you cower? Or do you stand and fight? The knight clinged to his broadsword and looked around. He was surrounded by enemies on horsebacks and on foot. Fear grabbed him by the throat and he felt his heart pounding up his throat but he stood his ground. “By my life or death, I will defend my kingdom as I have sworn an oath.” All hope was gone but not for the knight. Some would say it’s insanity, suicidal. That knight? Inevitable.”

EMBRACE THE MASCULINITY!! 💪🏻⚔️🛡

@infinitybeyond9617

Жыл бұрын

reject modernity

@arthurchadwell9267

Жыл бұрын

Toxic only to the forces of evil...

"I don't care if I'm scared, or being overwhelmed by enemies and monster, I won't run away, Because if I run, everyone, my friends, my family, my loved one might got into danger, so I must Fight, Fight to protect the peoples I love. If I'm in danger, Then I must win the battle even more, Or else, I can't protect anyone." - Geriald -

Still stand and fighting forever

Fear not a hundred men, fighting with no cause, and with no love, nor the man going to war for love, but rather the man who has lost all he loves, and still fights. He will be retribution incarnate.

This track hits hard...I will willing to Stand my ground even If my brothers and sisters and friends r gone I will fight on being of who and what I am Even if the world Stands againist me I will lay down my life For my own... Because as long as I draw life I will never fall even death Will I have made my point clear to my opponents...If they don't believe me...Then Face me...if you dare because This Warrior still has A soul to fight for what is Good in this world... because I am Honoring my own. Change my mind.

@realsoulsori

Жыл бұрын

Do you have For Honor?

@Princesslucario8742

Жыл бұрын

@@realsoulsori I never lose my honor and I always keep it clean Both in Action and by blood right.

@realsoulsori

Жыл бұрын

@@Princesslucario8742 I meant the game, I think you'd like it

@Princesslucario8742

Жыл бұрын

@@realsoulsori oh my bad in game Most definitely Especially when I play Skyrim

@realsoulsori

Жыл бұрын

@@Princesslucario8742 🤭 Not in game... but thats also good to hear. I meant the game that is called: For Honor

Playing this while going to running 😎💪🏃

@SonsOfGotham

Жыл бұрын

Me too

@naik9271

Жыл бұрын

Same

Extraordinary mix, inspiring, like a thunder struck followed by cold rain. Unique, thank you from my heart for this musical arrangement!

“Fight young one… fight til your blade runs dull and cracks, when your blade runs dull use your hands til they break, when your hands break use your bones, then and only then in deaths presence can you claim *I AM THE VICTOR* ”

~El frio azota con fuerza, tu cuerpo pesa y duele, tu vista ya nublada pero tú mano firme se aferra a aquella pesada arma, tu aliento se mezcla con el ruido de la lluvia, ¿Acaso no puedes ponerte en pie o es que el miedo te ha invadido?,¿ya no deseas seguir a caso?, Eso jamás; nunca permitiría tu orgullo aquello, "solo es un pequeño descanso antes de la victoria", te repites, tu puño se rige con el mango, aprietas los labios y escuchas tu corazón latir pese al insensibles metal en choque al rededor,duele ponerse de pie, tu flaqueza te da el último impulso ha seguir, que la lluvia se halla de llevar la sangre sobre ti, que el frío te abrigue en su crueldad y la llama de tu alma arda en una hermosa danza sin par, "hoy no caeré aquí, si no lo he decidido yo"~ un guerrero en la batalla Me inspire 😅

@FH-Hunter

Жыл бұрын

Simplemente Epico....

The masculine urge to die a heroic death in a last stand

This really is the epitome of “I’ll buy you as much time as I can! Count on it”

I just came listening to this masterpiece

Thanks to this, I have been able to complete a battle in my sixth novel and nearly write thirty pages in under three days. Thank you so much for this truly amazing mix!

@strgunlinr2464

11 ай бұрын

What's you're novel name please

'You are alone. It is over.' 'Alone I am but you are the one who will wish you never found me.'

"I wont stand for a captan, a king, a god... I shall stand for the people of my homeland who are waiting for me to fullfill my dutys, TO MAKE THEM FEEL SAFE FROM THE LIKES OF YOU!!"

@magnustherad3291

Жыл бұрын

I can imagine the hero yelling this with such rage and spite that the villain would simply be too stunned to give a proper response

This song is played every morning as I awake

That first one is crazy

these types of song is actually what made me interested in fighting movies is just so awesome

The end? What do you mean the end? I AM STILL HERE, I AM STILL FIGHTING. there is no END as long as i keep breathing. SO, COME ON FIEND let's dance.

It's so sad how badly all of us want to be the noble hero in the face of overwhelming odds, feeling like we can never feel such things because we cannot be knights on horseback, or stalwart lords protecting their kingdom. But we have to realize that against all odds, we're here, a life full of dangers and obstacles and negative forces, and it's that same spirit that gets you up to take on that army all alone, every day. Keep on living, because every day you're still standing is a day you held off your own army.

@arthurchadwell9267

Жыл бұрын

Very well said, my friend!

Great job, thank you for making your music!

This is what a true hero of his kingdom is

Surrounded by many... But inward there is Hope and Strength. From where? 😢😢😢 The Lord giveth Strength to the Faint. Strength is from the Lord. 👑

"So long as one of us still stands, you will never conquer this land!"

Show meu irmão muito bom como sempre

Это так мотивирует 🥺 . Beautiful music 👍

Showered in the blood of his enemies, the warrior, kneeling on the ground, makes his last stand. Cohort after cohorts befell to his sword and a deep gnash is etched into the hero's body. He is the embodiment of a veteran, artist and a cold hearted murderer as he paints the ground bright red. How will he overcome this crisis? A kingdom's fate laid in his hands and with nowhere to go our beloved faces the horde of unending “beasts”.

Alone he stands surrounded by many hostiles, all that he loved is gone. His once lively home is replaced by the blood of the innocent and the screams of captives that were once part of his embracing family. Knocked down to the ground several times, he rises yet again, this time his collar bone now protruding outwards and his spear and armor drenched in blooD, He looks at his opponent with laser like accuracy ready to strike and ready to give his last so that the people behind him may escape. Groggy and in pain he looks around at the blurred wasteland, vaguely able to identify the bloodied corpses of his fellow soldiers. This fuels his anger even more, and with a bloodcurdling scream he unleashes his fury. The first goliath comes at him, and he dodges the blow and launches a counter strike right to his knee, collapsing him. The warrior without hesitation lops off his head and watches it fall to the ground with a satisfying grin on his face, as he hears the ‘thud’. Almost immediately 3 enemy cavalry race out of the dark billowing smoke as though exiting from hell itself. The warrior now readies himself and slices the first horsemens leg with a swift blow. Almost simultaneously he looks around to see another horseman charging right at him. He parries the blow , and with a thrust of the spear, makes him fall to the ground. The warrior now looks up, was a fraction of a second too late, as before he could treat. The enemy sword pierced his abdomen open, and the warrior fell to the ground. The enemy raises up his sword to give the final blow, but the warrior still does not refuse to lay down, he catches the sword with his bare hands, and with tears in his eyes, he headbutts the enemy with the rim of his helmet. He now knows that the end is near, as he begins to see blotches of purple and red dancing around his eyes. His sword feels heavy, and his feet are almost at the breaking point. His body tells him to lie down but his heart is keeping it together at this point. The warrior understands that it's his duty to fight to the last breath,...hopefully his sacrifice won't be in vain, He thrusts his sword into that enemy causing him to collapse at once. But this time he knows that he won't be able to deal with the remaining enemies. The warlord brings down his axe, sparkling in the sunlight, right down upon the warrior's neck, and the only thing he could do in his last moments, gaze into the cold eyes of the enemy as he closes his eyes, and mumbles a silent prayer to his family. The weapon is a heavy blow right to the jugular vein and the warrior at once becomes a lifeless heap on the ground, The fiery passion that once burned in his eyes, has finally been dowsed by the coldness of the world. The stillness in the air is now felt by the enemies as if sympathizing with the loss of human life on this day.They look at the warrior’s body in aspiring awe, as the greatest warrior they had ever seen. The warrior is now finally at peace, having served his family honorably and dying a heroic death..hopefully his descendants will continue on his legacy….

Fantastic music !

At my boat yard by myself everyone else is sick or to her to come back to work. I’ve got heat exhaustion and heat stroke haven’t slept in three days my Achilles tendinitis and carpal tunnel are in full swing, and there are four boats that need to be renovated repaired and serviced…..Showtime

@starwarsgeek3464

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You sir are a legend, respect

@brettweltz8135

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Managed to get all four boats done in 16 hours. Came into work the next day seven hours later. Only made it through half the day before my body collapsed on me. I’ve been resting for two days now. Tomorrow it’s showtime again.

no words... it is just EPIC !!! ♥❤♥

Epic and legendary 🏰⚔️🗡️

Standing atop a crumbling tower the lone knight looks at the remains of his once beloved city. This view was once one of beauty, and full of love, but is now occupied by fear and despair. Grabbing his sword tighter he walks up the crumbling staircase to finish the traitorous warriors responsible for this, willing to give it all to avenge such a tremendous loss.

Another great one.

Love it.

Working like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid!

Crazy all the lost stories thru time that had similar last stands throughout history we will never know, the feeling, there last breath, knowing death is inevitable, just a crazy thought

Great Mix- Thanks!

It was in this moment. Surrounded by the very darkness he’d watched fell his friends his allies… his brothers. That the very spark of life he was given at birth soared into a raging inferno. Every single unit of energy now pulsated with a purpose. A way to earn back those loves lost. To earn back the shame of defeat. To earn back the kingdoms freedom. Whether he was to fall or stand. He vowed now at the expense of every memory. Every emotion. Every single sensation to break through this cloud. To lay down the very foundation of his life for a cause greater and bigger than he could ever be. To be ascended to the hall of valor. To drink with the heroes of the past. Only now mattered. And only now would he begin.

What my enemies did not seem to understand until it was too late... You cannot kill what is already dead.

I look at the stars in the sky and i remembered that i want to discover space and how can i imagine the universe ... Oh my god

I cannot guarantee your victory! I cannot bring back the people you loved and lost! But I can stand beside you till the day I fall in battle. We are men we are the last line of defense! I am a resigned knight I did not ask for this position! It was given to me because I said not today! I will not give in to the enemies trickery! I will stand hold the line until they are all brought back! And if this is the last day You won't fall a soldier you will fall a knight! Every one of you thank you for your service Thank you for believing in me to be your general. You aren't strangers to me you were always family. Captain:The walls have been breached! A fallen knight:Go I will hold them off. Last man of the north and here i stand. There will be songs about me in the mountains. I hope you brought more men it won't be enough. I will take you all on!

A song lyric came to mind when hearing this, “why run today, just to die another day” -stand up and fight by turisas

It's very-very GREAT MUSIC!!!!!

Perfect!!

The year is 1877. The battle of Shipka pass. 5,000 Bulgarian volunteers and 2,500 russian soldiers stood up against the 40,000 Ottoman bloodthirsty army. 3 days attack after attack, the Bulgarians were on their last stand, without any rainforsments. They threw the bodies of their fallen brothers against the ottoman soldiers. After 3 days the Bulgarian soldiers won the battle regardless of the great cost and one year after they earned their freedom after 500 years!

The last standing I still waiting for it. From I was born I should be dead and for so many I should be dead man for the doctor and still this survivor

"You are the last one, complete the misson"

I love this artwork.

Yes!

Always good

“We won’t leave you, Sire!” they shouted with gusto. Mephistopheles turns his head to gaze at them. All of their eyes are brimming with passion, and desire to fight alongside him. “Then, we must end this right now.” He grins, and turning to the enemies, a loud war cry heard. The Hero’s party responds as they run forward. Each step burdens their exhausted bodies. Their voices crying for the glory, or death clamors throughout the wasted land. Clashing of their sword rings thorough, and splashes of blood stained each and everyone of them. And from there, I stand where the wooden podium stand is, catching my breath from what I’ve learned. “The Hero and Demon King faces their demise at each of the swords stabbed at them. The Demon King’s sword tainted in the Hero’s blood, and the Hero’s claymore with the Demon King’s blood.” ~ The Day I Got Summoned in Another World to Marry the Demon Queen -- my own novel

A warrior stands alone, his brothers fallen, sisters slain, here this warrior stands, alone. With nothing but his shield and spear he stands against the seemingly endless horde of shadows that await him. He does not stutter nor does his step slacken, he quickens his pace and with a valliant cry, charges against the endless horde of night shouting "IF YOU WILL HAVE ME THEN IT WILL BY GLORY!"

Súper!!! Gracias

Amazing!! complimenti!

just keep going ..... !!!!

Omg this amazing music thank yu made ma day I'm downloading

For every comrade of mine felled in battle, I will fell a hundred of the enemy, for every enemy felled, I will take a hundred more, they will gain no ground here, no foothold to rest upon, no rest, all they will find is death, war and carnage waiting at their doorstep, if I am to fall today, then they will fall with me They said they will burn our cities and armies to the ground, but in return we give them one message in return. If we are to burn today, then they will burn with us.

Headphones in while playing MW2 Shipment goes crazzyyyyy

The last holy Knight of the empire who was sent to war as a healer but the cruel wind of war made him into a warrior that was forged in the Blood of his enemies even after Fighting for over a month The empire doesn't exist anymore And his brothers lay cold on the battleground while he alone stands and refuses to surrender or to submit he alone carries the weight of his entire empire

Liking and saving to watch later...

"He sits defeated, he doesn't know how he could win back his home. He grabs his weapon covered in blood, his eyes red as if he just watched his friends be slaughtered, because his friends have been slaughtered, all of them. His face blood red with revenge. You couldn't tell if his face was bleeding or if he was filled with revenge if you saw him. He stands. He sees the army going toward him with their spears and horses he kills one. Kills another, and then kills ten others. He is the last man standing and their last flicker of hope. He sees all of his loved ones on the ground. Either he kills or he gets killed. But no one is untouchable. The last man standing. The flicker of hope they wished won, died. But he died a hero. And eventually, his people won against them."

This is the song that Master Chief listened to on Alpha Halo.

If you want some more last stand music, frostpunk's "the city must survive" and Ace Project's "kings" are also really good

"as the sky darkens the warrior looks across the plains, the enemy was growing and roaring in victory. He must not let them bask in their hubris before he falls, he will fight them for his home, for his brothers, for his family. This may be his last stand, but with his fighting he can give his allies enough time to hold the line. He only must concentrate......Breathe and focus."

Thank you for the music listened to it as i did programming

🦊 THX 🎧

Audiomac-The Other Side was amazing should be part of a movie

Another good work bro, keep going on. This one is really great music. Im supporting your channel.

Me playing this while fighting for the last slice 😭

This is one of my new favorite war song

The storm bellowed as a lone knight stood. The enemy knights charged and laughed. His brothers lay dead and he was barely standing. His own sword was broken, hands losing strength… Yet…. As his foes circled and mocked him for his weakness… He knew he had no choice… He grabbed a long blade, a blade itself matched the length of a spear, with a grip the length of his sword. “You wield a giant’s weapon, knight!” A rider mocked as he goes for a charge. A strike true through the heart, but… he dare not fall! “What in the gods name…?!” “This land… shall not be taken!” He roared as he used all his strength to swing his weapon and bisected both rider and mount! His first foe fell as he rose to his feet. He felt only the cold now… He looked to see the blood turn to vines that tied his hand to the grip. “What magic is this?!” “I swore to be the last wall of defense of my kingdom, wretched killers…” His voice horse as he coughed blood, blood as black as tar… “I shall not allow my kingdom to fall, even at the cost of my humanity.” His readied his hand to grab his sword with his right hand. A dark fog wrapped around his blade as he stared coldly. “Now… learn what beast you shall face… The Eternal Blade…” His foes charged as lightning rang as he walked stared… He has forgotten how many times he has seen himself in this place… the last of poor souls to fight, but he knows… this will not be the end of his chapter…