This weekend I sought to help my faction (Knights) to get ahead of the competition in the on-going faction war in For Honor. It was rather an intense weekend trying to keep up with the other two factions, the Vikings and Samurais.
Every time I logged off for a couple of hours and got back on, it would update the map to show which territories were conquered and lost. These were intense to watch because I then had to focus on which playlist I wanted to improve my faction in. This required strategic planning and having a little hope in other players that will keep up the pace with you. I mowed down men who had no chance in surviving, sacrificed knight after knight on the bloody battlefield to remain victorious and at this very moment my teammates are dying for the cause.
To report how a battle may be, I played a Dominion match so 4 v 4 players capturing and holding points A, B and C across the map. I chose my regular warrior, the Warden, as I am familiar with the fighting style and feats (player bonuses) fairly well. My teammates were two more knights and a samurai; although, I do not recall which class they were. We were brothers in arms waiting to battle the enemy team. It was a rainy battle; the air echoed with explosions and the screams from our allies. Our foot soldiers were being bombarded with flaming arrows and counter attacks from the enemy but they nevertheless continued on to fight. It was a hopeless battle, so that was when we were called in to help change the tides.
We rushed onto the battlefield with our weapons at the ready, pushing past dead bodies and tiny bloody rivers that flowed through the cracks of the ground. We split up, my teammates divided into two groups, rushing to capture points A and C as I rushed point B in hopes of advancing our men. I charge in swinging my sword at the foot soldiers, mowing down a few at a time. There were no players to counter my attack so I quickly took B with little resistance. Then the announcer said the enemy took A while we took C. I figured my teammates had it locked down so I rushed to A to see if I could capture it.
That was when I ran into an enemy player coming down the stairs. We were in our defensive stances as our foot soldiers surrounded us with their screams and bloody corpses. It was rather cinematic for a moment before I decided to strike first. Striking down my sword, the enemy knight deflected my attack but I quickly came around again for another attack which caught them off guard allowing me to hit and stun them. I then quickly broken his guard and struck a couple more times before I became fatigued. I had to dodge and block his attacks before Iwas able to strike again. I got hit a couple times before being able to execute the knight with a blow to the jaw and swinging down my hilt into his head.
This type of intensity went on for many matches to come. During the battles, you would eye each other on the battlefield and immediately rush to each other to begin fighting. You would be fighting among the foot soldiers in the chaos of war, in a pit they made just for you two as you tried to get out on top, victorious. That was my weekend: to find the beauty in war as I tried to help my faction come out ahead. My work is not yet completed and I will expect to be sacrificing many more men in the days to come.