“Haha! No he did not!” Jean said, his belly hurt from laughter.

“Ah’ swear, he told granny Smith too.” Applejack said as she wiped a tear from her eye remembering the hilarious moment.

“Having a brother is so much fun.”

“Yes...Yes it is...” Jean looked down and his expression turned to one of sadness.

“Oh, oh I’m so sorry.”

“N-No, it’s okay...You know, he was always so stubborn, haha, the bastard.” he smiled as happy memories flashed before his eyes. “When he joined the army in 1935 I hated him. I thought he was leaving me forever. Even though he visited as often as he could, I treated him like crap...And now he’s gone, he died in the first hours of the german invasion.” Pierre was crying like never before.

Applejack hugged him “There there sugarcube. It’s ‘kay, he’s jus’ restin’ in peace now.”

He reached into the front pocket of his uniform and took out a picture of a man in a trenchcoat smiling at the camera. “Bernard...You always fought for what was right. Now it is right I that defend this ponies, and I will. I’ll make you proud brother.”

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Archie walked to the middle of the courtyard and kneeled down.

“Hey Tommy. How are you doing? I hope good up there mate. Try not to hit on any angels, you always fucked everything you saw, hehe. Anyways, I wanted to say hi and...and...I miss you so much. We were friends ever since we met in to adoption centre, I can’t believe you’re gone...
I hope you helped the guys get out of Arnhem well, no one deserved that hell.” a few tears hit the ground and he clenched his fists “Tommy...” he stood up and left.

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Once again all of them were in the same room. The world leaders including the changeling queen, elements, captain of the Equestrian Royal Guard, and other Equestrian military commanders were sitting in a large table.
The three humans in their uniforms in a smaller table opposite.

“Now.” Celestia said “Moving to the subject of Novenor...”

“Well, I have thought it through.“ the minotaur Xanthos said “My nation will not provide support.”

“Was?! (What?!)” yelled Wenck.

“They are not coming after us, they attacked you, I am not dragging my nation into someone else’s war.”

“He does have a point.” the griffin said “And he is right. We will not provide support either.”

“I agree. We not fight unwanted war.” the diamond dog added.

“I am afraid we will have to decline your request for military support my dear Celestia.” the zebra had a genuinely sad face.

“Are you insane?!” Jean yelled as he stood up.

“Sit down you!” Xanthos ordered him.

“Du bist Scheiße! (You piece of shit!) Don’t you give orders to my men!”

“I’ve had it with you.” the minotaur unsheathed his knife.

Wenck aimed his Luger, Archie his rifle and Jean his mp18 at the offending creature.

A few moments of tension passed until Steiner kicked the table and walked out of the room in anger, followed by his loyal soldiers.

“I can’t bloody believe it!” Archie said.

“Fucking idiots. Don’t they see Novenor will kill them too?” Jean agreed.

Just then a pony guard run past them at full speed towards the room, they decided to follow him.

“My Princess.” the guard said with agitation “A Xanthian army has been spotted marching towards Ponyville, at least 50000. We have begun evacuation of them town, but we might not make it in time since the train’s engine is broken and is being fixed right now.”

“Oh no!” said Twilight “What are we going to do?”

“Soldat” Wenck told the other two humans “Ready to die?”

“YES SIR!” they yelled in unison as they saluted.

“Chrysalis, I’ll need your changelings. And some royal guards too. We’ll hold them off while you evacuate.”

“Wenck!” Silky said as she flew towards him “You don’t have to do this!”

“You don’ have to either Jean!” Applejack yelled.

“Yes we do. We are soldiers, this is what we do, it’s the only thing we’re good for.” Wenck looked up to the sky “Hans, Albert, schultz, Manfred, this is for you.” He took out Knight's Cross and attached it to his uniform on the upper left part of his chest. “It’s time for me to earn this. Twilight, give me something to write.”

Twilight materialized ink, a quill and paper and handed it to him.

“This is Ponyville, here is the Ponyville River and this is Express Line South.
We will have three defense forces. Defense Force North, dug-in in Ponyville; Defense Force West, entrenched in the other side of the river; and Defense Force East, entrenched in the field left of the town.
Shining. Didn’t you say you produced rifles?”

“Yes.” the captain said “There are 500 15-shot repeating rifles and 500 unicorn ponies trained to used them.”

“Sehr gut. They and me will be Defense Force North. Jean, you will take all 243 changelings plus 250 guards and will be Defense Force West. Archie you and 500 guards will be defense force East. If Novenor is as smart as you said, he’ll try to flank us. This is what the battle will look like.”

“Princesses. Can you teleport us all there now?”

Celestia looked at him for a second “You are a lot, even for us, but if the four of us focus we can teleport you there now.”

“Gut, gut (Good, good.)...Silky, how many airships are there in Canterlot.”

“Two.” the mare answered “But the ERA Solar is damaged so that only leaves the ERA Sunshine. It has 250 mm of steel armour in the hull, five 200mm cannons, needs a balloon to stay afloat and can go at a max speed of 170km/h.”

“How long will it take to reach Ponyville?”

“Around 20 minutes.”

“You will get on that ship and go to Ponyville. Once the train is loaded, you pick us up and we guard the train until it reaches Canterlot.”

“Yes sir.” she said as she saluted and then flew off to the airship.

“Let’s go gather the troops.” Wenck said.

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“FASTER SOLDAT!” Steiner yelled “Put that cupboard over there!”

All the ponies in Ponyville were running around trying to find anything from furniture to statues to turn them into cover. The pony guards had their rifles and swords slung in their back, ammunition in their saddlebags.

“You!” Wenck said to a pony nearby “What’s your name?”

“I’m lieutenant Smoking Shot sir.” the pony said as he saluted.

“Go and ask those train engineers how much fucking longer they’ll take!”

“Yes sir.” the pony run off and returned a few moments later “They don’t know, but they will take a while.”

“Scheiße! Ferfickt nochmal! Warum machen sie nicht schneller?! (Shit! For fuck's sake! Why don't they hurry up?!)”

The pony just stared at him.

“Major! Goblins are coming!” another pony soldier shouted.

“Everyone! Battle positions!” All the ponies and the human got behind cover.

A giant mass of 2000 goblins only was heading towards the little town. As they got within 100 metres Wenck gave the order “SOLDAT! MAKE THEM PAY EVERY STEP WITH THEIR BLOOD! FEUER!”

Everypony started shooting. In every rifle the same process. The trigger was pulled, the bullet ejected. The lever pulled down, the casing flew out. The lever pulled up, another round was chambered.
Soon the town was covered with smoke from the rifles and all the could be heard was the sound of the gunpowder exploding, hurling the lead at full speed towards the attackers.
Soon, the force of 2000 goblins was reduced to a mere 473. And upon seeing most of their comrades dead, their morale immediately dropped to the ground and they fled in terror.

“HURRAH!” could be heard from the town. The ponies were chanting and celebrating. Steiner kept a straight face, he knew this was far from over. Something was not right, this had been too easy. Not even all the 15 bullets of every rifle were spent before they fled. Maybe they didn’t expect the ponies to have guns? Or Per-

*BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM*

Suddenly, five giant explosions shook the town.

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Jean was quick to dodge a sword and embedded his own weapon right into the heart of an orc. Everything had gone to shit too fast. They weren’t ready, they caught them unprepared, and now they were paying the price.
The attacking enemy force was of 1500 orcs, and while the xanthians had lost about 100 soldiers, so did Jean. He had 93 changelings and 294 royal guards left.

Another orc lunged at him. Jean kicked his sword out of the way and drove his fist into its face. When the orc was on the ground, Pierre threw himself on top. The Orc tried to choke him, but the lieutenant punched him a few more times, however, the orc replied with a punch of its own to Jean’s ribcage, which left him without air. The creature took this chance to shift positions and be on top of the French soldier, it once again started choking him. As he felt himself about to fall unconscious, he took out his knife and slit the hellspawn’s jugular. He pulled the orc off him and stood up.

“Merde! I can’t believe this! Soldiers! Fight! Fight them back!” he reloaded his mp18 and pressed the trigger hard as he saw a groups of four orcs charging him, the bullets tearing through them piercing organs and shatterings bones. “PUSH!” he yelled.

“HUA!” his soldiers yelled and started fighting even more fiercely than before.

Another orcish sword was swung at him, it sliced the fabric on Jean’s uniform at the midsection. It missed the flesh behind it by perhaps a centimeter. The lieutenant responded with a slash of his own sword, which went through his enemy's gut like a knife through butter, its intestines escaping its balle as it pressed its hand against the wound.
Suddenly, he felt an intense pain in his leg and looked up to see an orc pull its sword back and began to bring it down on him. Suddenly he saw a black blur push him to the side, he hit the ground hard, his head taking a heavy blunt as he grunted in pain. He got up he saw a changeling with a sword through his belly, he had sacrificed himself to save him. “NO!” he yelled in anger and slashed the orc three times across the chest until it dropped dead.
The battle went on and after an extremely hard fight, and a miracle, the orcs were pushed back, but at a great cost. All changelings had died, and only 195 royal guard survived. Jean was on the ground clutching his wound, orc blood all over him, his uniform all tattered and dirty.

“You.” he looked at a pegasus “Inform Steiner of our situation.”

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Archie’s mace cracked yet another skull. He ducked and dodged and incoming warhammer, kicked the orc’s leg and stabbed him through the eye. Archie was fighting viciously, it was as he was a bloodthirsty demon from Tartarus. And his enemies of course noticed that, the feared him.

He and his soldiers were holding good against the enemy, the xanthian moral already faltering.
Of the 1500 orcs that attacked, 764 were dead or dying. In turn the Equestrians had only lost 124 ponies of the 500.

Two more orcs charged and lunged at him. He took a big breath, and time seemed to slow down. His once brown uniform was completely covered with blood, as was his face and hair. Mace on right hand, dagger in left. He had lost his rifle early in the battle. His face was a serious yet relaxed one, his eyes closed in concentration. He heard them approach, he heard them heavily breath.
One of the orcs swung its sword towards Archie’s neck and, at the last second, he opened his eyes as he blocked the hit with his dagger and his mace made contact with the orc’s ribcage.
A loud crack was heard, followed by a pain-filled, agonizing scream. Its comrade kicked Archie in his gut, to which he responded with a knife to the creature’s arm. The orc howled and the young brit swung his mace upwards and slammed the beast’s jaw, shattering it and making it fall backwards. Archie walked up to his agonizing foe. *CRACK* Its cranium was now just a bunch of mashed gore.

Archie gazed to the left for a second since he thought he heard someone call for help, but as he was going to turn around he felt an intense pain in his belly which made him fall to his knees. He looked to see an orcish sword going through him. A group of ponies quickly approached him and killed the offending orc “MEDIC!” one of them yelled. Archie felt the cold and darkness of death begin to embrace him.

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*BOOM*

Another explosion obliterated a small house. Sending debris, dust and shrapnel everywhere.
Suddenly the xanthian ship was obliterated by three blasts. Steiner looked up to see the ERA Sunshine above them, he smiled slightly.

“Smoking Shot!” Wenck called the pony.

“Yes sir!” Smoking answered.

“Casualty count?”

“32 dead, 65 injured.”

“Major sir!” a pegasus flew up to him “Defense Force West is in trouble, we have very few soldiers left, we will not hold another attack.”

“How many is ‘very few?’”

“Less than 200.”

“Scheiße!” Wenck though for a moment “Tell Jean to come into the town.”

“Yes sir.” the pegasus flew away.

“SIR! SIR!” a very agitated earth pony sprinting towards Steiner “We have repelled the attack, but only have 350 soldiers left. A-and...”

“What?”

“Archie is down, the medics don't know if they can save him.”

Wenck had a mixed expression of sadness and extreme anger in his face “Defense Force East comes into the town too. Bring them now!” he ordered.

“Yes sir!” the earth pony rushed back to where he came from.

“Wenck!” Silky came flying down and gave the human a kiss “How are you doing?”

“Bad, just...bad...Could you go find out how long until the fucking engined is fixed please?”

“I’ll be right back honey.”

Wenck sighed and sat against the wall of a destroyed house. Ponyville looked like shit, shellholes everywhere; debris, dust and shrapnel scattered around; dead and injured ponies just lying around. It was a mess, nothing like the happy and friendship-filled town it once was.

“It shouldn’t be long now they say.” Silky said as she came back.

“Oh sure, ‘shouldn’t be long’. Of course. BUT AS LONG AS THEY DON’T FIX IT, MY SOLDIERS DIE!” Wenck snapped and Silky recoiled in shock “I’m sorry, it just...”

“I understand.”

“Wenck.” Jean said “Me and my soldiers are here. I heard about Archie...”

“Yes it’s...not good. Anyways, with both your divisions here, hopefully we can defend the town long enough for those geniuses back there to get the verdammt train moving.”

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“WHAT?!” Novenor was angry, angry as he never was before “WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY FAILED?!”

“Yes, they failed. However they did make the enemies on the flanks fall back into the town.” the human told him, he was very relaxed.

“Listen here Spaci Venotenko. You promised me guns, you promised me good airships. Instead I get swords and wooden shit that can hardly fly. If not for you convincing me to attack through here, I’d probably have Fillysport already. “

“Heh, with your army you shouldn’t go to Fillysport. Just swarm Canterlot and that’s it, the war is over. Besides, if your incompetent soldiers would have taken the princesses prisoner in Ponyville that time, we would be sitting in the fucking Canterlot thrones right now.”

Novenor sighed “You better be right. Send in 9000 soldiers, 3000 from each side, and 3 airships.”

Venotenko smiled “Yes sir!” he said mockingly as he left the command tent.

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“Yes, they are coming from all sides. I also see three airships.” Jean said as he watched the enemy movements through his binoculars.

The ERA Sunshine started moving and firing at the hostile airships as the ground troops prepared for combat.
“Hold!” Wenck yelled “Hold....FIRE!”

Once again, the ponies rained a deadly hail of bullets upon their enemies. And as the orcs and goblins got closer, more and more fell, but they still advanced paying no attention to their fallen comrades.

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Meanwhile, in the sky, one xanthian ship was already going down in flames. A shell impacted the ERA Sunshine on the deck, killing many ponies and damaging some systems.

“AHH!” Silky screamed as shrapnel stabbed her in her left front leg “Turn around and fire!” the ship faced starboard side to the enemies and fired the five howitzers which impacted and knocked out another airship.
However a single enemy shell hit a cannon room, rendering that gun and the two adjacent useless. Another shell hit the deck, making a very big hole and the shrapnel injuring and killing many crewmembers. Silky herself was once again bit by red-hot shrapnel, this time in the belly.

She grunted in pain, but kept a straight face. “HARD STARBOARD!” the ship turned and faced the remaining enemy airship portside. After a few moment of aiming the guns, the cannons roared, and one of the projectiles impacted the engine room of the xanthian ship, making it explode in a thousand pieces.

She smiled slightly before ordering the guns to be turned to provide fire support for the ground troops.

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The two armies were engaged in fierce melee combat. Some unicorns firing the rifles or spells at point black range. Orcs, goblins and ponies dead or screaming in agony as they lay injured.
The smoke and dust was thick. In some parts of the town you could barely see in front of yourself.

A sword ate at Steiner’s uniform and it barely missed the soft skin behind. Wenck in turn put two 9mm bullets in the orc’s head.
Three goblins stared at him for a moment, taking in his figure. His gray uniform covered with dirt, dust, splinters and blood. A Short katana in his right hand, a Luger in his left. He wore a serious expression, as if nothing was going on, but in his eyes they could see burning anger and hatred.
Still, they gathered some courage and lunged at him.

Wenck shifted his position and, standing on one foot, he spun around, his other foot making contact with the first goblin’s temple, knocking it unconscious.
He then brought his Luger to bear with the head of the second creature and quickly pulled the trigger twice, sending two 9mm Parabellum lead projectiles through the upper cranium of his second foe, instantly killing it.
However, the third goblin managed to drive its sword into Wenck’s left thigh. He grunted in pain and the blade cut through his flesh, but this did not stop him from slicing the hellspawn’s head off
with one swift motion as he fell backwards.
The Major yanked the sharp sword from his leg and threw it away. He looked to the left and saw a dead pony medic. He reached into the first aid kit and took out some bandages and a large glass bottle of ethylic alcohol. He tended to his wound, stood up, walked to his mp40 which he had previously dropped nearby and reloaded it before rejoining his soldiers in battle.
Wenck continued on landing hit after hit and delivering bullet after bullet to the enemies that were thrown at him. He was fueled with rage by the news of his comrade being badly injured. He was thirsty, a thirst that could only be satisfied by the blood of his enemies.

As Jean was once again slashed in the leg, he fell backwards, pain shooting through his injured body part as he screamed at the top of his lungs. When he touched the group his mp18 slipped away from him, but he was quick to hastily grab it and gun down the enemy goblin just before it killed him. His blue uniform was in the same situation as Steiner’s. However, Jean was losing too much blood from his wounds, and he soon felt dizzy.
But Jean saw something. He saw fear, fear in the eyes of the hostile creatures. The were afraid of them. Because of how they had fought maybe? Perhaps they didn’t expect this type of resistance?
However, one thing was sure. They were fleeing. All of them, fleeing, running for their lives.
Jean smiled before he fell unconscious because of the loss of blood.

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“You will never fail me again.” said Novenor as he removed his from the orc’s belly and it fell to the ground lifeless.

“I don’t know why you are so angry pal. You only lost one fifth of the 1st army, and you have two more armies just as powerful.” Spaci Venotenko told him from the chair he was sitting in.

“That is the point! ONE FUCKING FIFTH! They are not supposed to be able to fight like this! They are supposed to have already died!” Novenor looked to one his third in command, another orc called Vakty “Vakty, what remains of the 1st army?”

“11 airships and 41000 soldiers.” he said without batting an eye.

Novenor though for a second “Send everything...EVERYTHING! I want you to crush them! KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF THOSE PUNY BASTARDS!”

Vakty saluted and walked out the tent.

“Overkill much?” Venotenko mocked him.

“Look asshole, I’ve planned too much and for too long for this thing for go down just like that.
Being defeated by the humans, telling my soldiers to scatter and reproduce while not revealing themselves, you stashing all those guns away and the spell that froze you into position for 5000 years and escaping tartarus. All too carefully planned, and now we lose? No sir.”

“Calm down. You are no losing. So what? A small pocket of resistance? Easy. They will all die, and we’ll rule Equestria, then this world.”

“I hope you are right, Venotenko.”

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Everyone was cheering for two reasons. One, they had just pushed back a massive enemy attack. Two, the train had been fixed and was about to leave for Canterlot.

But soon the cheers died down as everyone saw what was nearing them. The whole enemy army. Eleven airships and thousand or orcs and goblins, more than what they could count, heading towards them.

‘We’ll not be able to survive that.’ Wenck though ‘But I’ll damned if all those civilians die and our sacrifice is in vain.’
“Smoking Shot! Tell the train drivers to get the fuck out of here now!”

“Yes sir!” the pony bolted off in direction of the train station.

“Everyone get to cover! Rifles at the ready! Come on!”

The defenders could feel the ground slightly shake and their enemies advanced. They were closer and closer each time.
Wenck ejected the magazine in his mp40 and was going to load a new when he noticed he didn’t have any. He sighed. They were dead meat.
No one had ammo left. There weren’t many defenders left either. They braced for the charge.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a giant beam of pure white light shot out the sky. The beam hit the middle of the xanthian battle formation and there was a massive explosion. Everyone had to shield their eyes from the blinding light of the blast.
Such power unleashed on earth. It disintegrated the ones nearby, the ones further away lost limbs and sustained broken bones and serious internal damage. The airhsips were thrown away and ripped apart as if they were nothing. The shockwave finished devastating what was left of the xanthian army.
The Equestrians and Novenor were left watching with their mouths agape.

“Quick!” Wenck yelled “Let’s get the fuck out of here!”

Before more enemies could attack them, they boarded the ERA Sunshine and accompanied the train back to Canterlot.

It was finally over. They had won, maybe with a little help from above, but it was a victory nevertheless.

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“Honey, get up.” Silky said “Come on! Get up!”

“Aaahh...Go fus yusef.” Wenck mumbled.

“What?”

“I said.” wenck said as he opened his eyes. His body still aching from the fight two days ago. “Go. Fuck. Yourself.” he was serious, he wanted to sleep.

“Oh, but I already have you for that. Or perhaps I could change you for Archie.”

“Sure...”

“I talked to one of the nurses that changed him, and it appears he has a pretty big co-”

“I’M UP! I’m up, goddamnit.”

“That’s the spirit.”

Wenck smiled and gave the mare a kiss before he got out of bed and realized he was naked.

‘Dear...What happened now?’ Wenck though as he sighed “What happened last night?”

“Well.” Silky said “Yesterday we were partying, you got drunk, horny, and now I can barely walk.”

“AAAAAALRIGHT!” Steiner tried to ignore what she just said and put his casual clothes on.

“Why does it bother you we had sex? Isn’t it normal for couples in your world?”

“Well, yes, but...I don’t want it to be all sex. I want to caress you, cuddle with you, hug you, kiss you...”

“Aaaww, you are so adorable and cute.”

“Ich bin major Wenck Steiner des 3rd Panzerjägerabteilung! I am not cute nor adorable!”

“Aw! You’re so much cuter when you get angry and speak german.”

Wenck pushed Silky backwards in the bed and kissed her “Shut up.” he said as he smiled. Finally, since he had lost everyone he loved, he was happy now.

“Come on honey, everyone, including your friend Archie is waiting for us in the small docking port on top of castle.”

“How did archie get well so fast?”

“Magic.”

“Of fucking course, let’s go.”

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A single airship was heading at 490km/h towards Canterlot Castle. The wind giving a refreshing cold to the crewmen, they were all quiet except for a few talking here and there.
The ship itself had it’s hull painted grey, on it’s side the name engraved in pure gold ‘VIA Carolus’.

Author's Note

Well guys, this was chapter seven. I hope you liked the accion.

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Until next time!