Wrath of Victory

Created by Morgrimm

Unbridled Anger darkened Morgrimm's face as he screamed obscenities at his subordinates. As planned, their cannons had rained down widespread destruction on the enemy force, and he was sure that they had been a good part of what had caused them to break, but the fall of Scarra's walls had cost him many good Duardin, and worse, many of their cannons.
His men scrambled to dig the cannons up from the rubble; those cannon crews still operational, he ordered to continue firing on the fleeing Sigmarites.
"Shoot them! Shoot them, you maggots! Make them pay for their cowardice!" A thundering salvo drowned out his orders and curses for a moment, the fog of gunpowder enveloping them all.
"You there! Get that cannon back in working order! Your work today is not yet done! Remember Karak Edur!"
More and more cannons came back to operation, and he directed the combined might of Duardin engineering where the enemies ran in droves, or where they stupidly actually tried to make a stand against the followers of Khorne or those Tzaangor. He took care not to endanger his allies too much - he held no grudge against them.
Once again, explosions harked the ground, killing many and wounding more, the Stormcast commander could do nothing but curse the Duardin war machines that were too far away for retribution. Their ancestors would look proudly upon them that day, Morgrimm was sure of it.
Another workforce had been put aside by Morgrimm, to construct a makeshift barricade where Scarra's walls had been breached. To him, it was unlikely that the cowardly Stormcast and their cowardly friends would return soon, but it hurt his Duardin heart to leave a city so undefended.
He had not spoken to the Executioner about this situation beforehand, but he was sure he would lead the Slayers in pursuit of the enemy.
"Kill as many of them as you can." He spoke grimly, more to himself.