Mongol: The brutal raider who led the charge to conquer more territory than any other empire in continuous history...
(A horde of Mongol horsemen are shown charging across a grassy battlefield, cutting down enemy soldiers with well-placed shots from their bows and slicing down a few stragglers with their swords.)
Mughal Warrior: The Muslim conqueror who ruled over India for nearly 400 years.
(A Mughal warrior strikes a twirling Rajput in the gut with his mace before bringing it down on the defender's head.)
WHO IS DEADLIEST?
To find out, we've assembled a team of world class fighters to test history's most lethal weapons. Using 21st century science, we'll see what happens when two warriors go toe to toe.
No rules. No safety. No mercy. It's a duel to the death to decide who is...THE DEADLIEST WARRIOR!
Last time both warriors emerged victorious in a brutal hard fought battle...
(The Mongol brings his mace down on top of the Roman Centurion's head, denting his galea and crushing his skull, blood running from the man's ears, eyes and mouth.)
...but now, what will happen when they are plucked from their respective time periods to face off against each other?
(Having already stabbed and slashed his enemy multiple times, the Mughal draws his bichuwa across the Roman Legionary's throat.)
Here in our elite fight club we have gathered doctors, medical scientists and weapons experts to test out the lethal arsenals wielded by each of our combatants to determine who would win a fight between two warriors who never met in a face to face duel:
Circa: 1225 A.D.
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 145 lbs.
Circa: 1600 A.D.
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Kavacha Plated Mail
"Now that the Viking has gotten his redemption, we can move on to 'Back for Blood' and after serious consideration, we have opted to do a battle of the fierce conquerors," biomedical scientist Geoff Desmoulin started, "Today it's going to be the Mongol taking on the Mughal Warrior."
"When you look at the overall battle, on one side we have the Mongol, a vicious horseman who at one point conquered most of the known world. On the other, you have the Mughal, a fierce warrior who conquered much of modern day India and forced even the mighty Rajput to kneel," historian Barry Jacobsen continued.
"These were two very well-trained warriors. The Mongol was trained from an early age both in mounted combat and archery, the combination of which made him one of the most feared warriors of his day. The Mughal was also trained from an early age and was used to fighting in heavier armor and with a variety of weapons, so they both would have been in excellent physical condition.
"The Mongols brought an arsenal that was effective for both infantry and mounted warfare, whereas the Mughal adopted the weapons and tactics of their defeated adversaries. It's going to be a close match up, but first we are going to need weapons data," Geoff spoke.
The Mongols marauders fought with a diverse arsenal of lethal killing tools at their disposal:
Short Range: Piandao
Long Range: Mongol Composite Bow
Special Weapon: Iron Flanged Mace
To counter his new opponent, the Mughal responds with an exotic arsenal of his own:
Short Range: Talwar
Mid-Range: Mughal Mace
Long Range: Indian Composite Bow
Special Weapon: Katar
When the battle got up close, both warriors relied upon their trusted blades, the Mongol riding into battle with the piandao and the Mughal with the talwar.
Jerry and Hank rode up on the outdoor range with both their respective blades in hand.
"We've seen both of these blades in action before, but we have never seen the piandao tested against the Mughal's plated mail armor and we have never seen the talwar tested from horseback," Geoff stated before motioning to the range behind him.
To test the effectiveness of both blades from horseback, both riders will attack 2 targets, the first being an unarmored pig carcass and the second, a ballistic gel torso outfitted with the armor of each opposing warrior.
"Gentlemen, are you ready?" Geoff called out to Hank and Jerry, both of them in position with their blades drawn.
They shouted in unison.
"Then on 3...2...1, cut 'em up!"
The two experts willed their horses forth and approached the unarmored pig carcasses, both of them shooting their blades out and slicing in with Hank's target chopped in half, while Jerry's was only held together by strands of flesh.
With their unarmored targets taken care of, they both sped towards their armored foes and shot their blades out, with Jerry's piandao bouncing off one of the kavacha's plates and Hank's managing to slash through the Mongol's leather armor.
The panelists waited for both experts to make their way back over before Dr. Dorian examined the damage done to the targets, starting with the pigs.
"We have one guy who is struggling to hold his intestines in and another guy who is chopped in half, these are both kills," the trauma doctor reported before making his way over to the dummy clad in the Mughal's plated armor.
"This guy's armor protected him from any serious flesh wounds, yet you managed to generate enough force to at least break a rib. This guy is hurt and winded, yet still able to fight," Dr. Dorian said before making his way over to the other dummy.
He observed the deep gouge left in the leather breastplate, "This is a pretty deep cut here, one that will be leaving this guy without an arm. This is going to be a kill. Altogether, Jerry you had one kill and Hank, you have two."
Both blades were finally able to show what they could do when pitted against different armors and from horseback, but where do our panelists stand?
"After having watched both these swords in action and determining the effectiveness of both, we stand by the talwar. It was one of the best cutting swords for a reason and showed its versatility for both a foot battle and mounted combat, whereas the piandao was most effective only on horseback. Edge talwar," Geoff explained.
In short range weapons, the Mughal Warrior takes the edge with the Talwar.
Coming up, a long reaching bladed staff takes on a miniaturized wrecking ball of destruction.
The time has now come for both warriors to show off their respective mid-ranged weapons. Up first will be the Mongol with his own answer to the halberd, the glaive.
Jerry stood with a glaive in hand before a ballistic gel dummy clad in the armor of a Mughal and behind that, another dummy mounted on an armor-clad horse.
"We have seen the glaive used multiple times before, yet never against the kind of armor worn by the Mughal. We want to see what this weapon can do against both an enemy infantryman and a mounted opponent on a charging horse. We want to see slash and stab attacks against both enemies," Geoff explained.
"Can do," Jerry nodded and got into position.
"Then on 3...2...1, attack!" Geoff shouted.
Jerry swung his glaive at the foot soldier, his blade clanging against one of the steel plates on the kavacha armor. Having left a deep dent, he turns the glaive so the point is facing forward and stabs through the chainmail portion of the armor, going clean through and skewering out the back. After a short struggle he manages to yank the long blade out.
"Release the horseman!" Geoff orders.
On cue, the mounted target comes charging at Jerry, who shoots the blade upward and catches his target in a plated portion and sends it collapsing to the floor. With the target grounded he brings the blade down onto its face to finish it off.
Dr. Dorian makes his way over to assess the damage done to the targets, starting with the infantry target.
"Given the weight of the weapon and the force with which you swung it, you are breaking two of this guy's ribs, slowing him down and leaving him open to other attacks. With your stabbing attack," he said before removing the armor, "Oh man, this is just brutal! You turned this guy's intestines into stew and you managed to go all the way through to pierce his spinal cord. This is an instant kill."
"I saw the plates and I wasn't about to take any chances, so I ended up going lower than I normally would," Jerry explained.
Dr. Dorian then went over to the fallen horseman and observed the damage done to its armor, "Your blade's end managed to pierce the plating and got him just beneath the sternum and was able to pierce the very bottom of this man's heart. That blow alone would have killed him, thus rendering the following shot to the face completely unnecessary, yet still entertaining to watch."
"No such thing as overkill in my book," Jerry chuckled.
"Well once you get past the blade, you're not so dangerous then," Hank rebutted.
"We've seen the Mughal's mace in action before, but never against a mounted opponent," Geoff said motioning towards another target on horseback, this one clad in the Mongol's leather lamellar, "It's the same test for you, Hank. You have a charging mounted opponent and we want to see how your mace can stack up."
"I will not fail you," Hank nodded.
"Then on 3...2...1, release the horseman!" Geoff ordered.
The mounted target came speeding at Hank, who swung at the fake horse hard enough to disrupt its movement on the track and send it collapsing to the club's floor, much to the shock of the panelists. With its target and its mount grounded, Hank swung the mace downward onto the dummy's skull and split it open like a watermelon.
"Goddamn, that's f-cking brutal!" Geoff shouted.
"Well hey, I might as well really do what I can to neuter this guy and what better way to do that than by taking out his ride first?" Hank chuckled.
"Well your blow against the horse would have generated enough force to break its knee, not an unrealistic effect here," Dr. Dorian said examining the horse before making his way over to the Mongol dummy, whose face had been turned to mush, "With our Mongol here, there's no explanation necessary."
Both mid-ranged weapons have displayed their deadly capabilities, but where do our panelists stand?
"This is a very close call for us," Geoff started, "Both these weapons have their prominent strengths in regards to their reach, but from there we also have glaring weaknesses."
"With the glaive, it's deadly until you get past the blade. With the Mughal's mace, it's a devastating, yet at the same time cumbersome weapon. Given their similar strengths and their glaring weaknesses, I don't think either weapon really gains a distinct advantage over the other," Barry commented.
"I guess we're calling this one even," Dr. Dorian concluded to the nods of his colleagues.
In mid-ranged weapons, our warriors are even.
Coming up, a mounted shoot out follows when two deadly composite bows that made these warriors famous are tested against each other.
And then later, history is rewritten as two deadly conquerors collide in a battle to determine who is "THE DEADLIEST WARRIOR!"
The time has come for both warriors to show off their mastery of their respective bows when the battle goes to long range, the Mongol's composite bow going up against the Mughal's own.
Hank and Jerry both rode up on the outdoor range with their composite bows in hand.
"Both of these bows are very similar in terms of design, yet we have never seen the Mongol's bow tested against the Mughal's armor, and we have never seen the Mughal's bow tested from horseback. That is going to change with the test we have planned for today," Geoff said motioning to the two separate shooting ranges set up behind him, each of which consisted of a mounted dummy outfitted in the armor of both warriors positioned between two circular targets swinging back and forth.
"Each of you will be given 15 arrows each and will be granted as many ride arounds as necessary to get all your shots in. We want to test accuracy, speed and killing potential. Hank, you will be up first this time," Geoff explained.
"You got it," Hank said before riding up to the starting position.
"Alright Hank, on 3...2...1, shoot 'em up!" Geoff called out.
Hank willed his horse forth and took aim as he rode past the targets, firing an arrow that sailed harmlessly past the armored dummy's head. He came to an end and took a U-turn where he fired another arrow that this time ended up striking the dummy's lamellar breastplate and bouncing off.
He rode back and forth a few times, managing to strike the moving circular targets more than once before he fired an arrow into the face of the mounted "Mongol" across from him, followed by another that would strike it in the chest and get stuck. Hank continued riding back and forth until he was out of arrows and called out "Time!"
Dr. Dorian made his way over to assess the damage done to the mounted target first, carefully picking out the arrows one by one.
"Your arrow that managed to hit this guy in the face is tearing all the way through this man's jaw and nearly popping out the back of his head from just beneath the ear, that alone is a kill shot," he said before examining the blows to the armored torso, "The lamellar did its purpose and the shots that connected either bounced off or failed to penetrate after getting stuck."
"In addition to your three shots that connected with your mounted target, you scored 5 hits on the swinging targets. This was all done in 37 seconds flat," Geoff reported.
"Think you're up to the task?" Barry asked Jerry, who waited nearby with his own bow in hand.
"The Mongols were legendary for their mounted archery prowess. A Mughal would be dead before he even knew what hit him," Jerry replied.
"Well it's the same test for and it's up to you now to beat Hank's total. You have 8 hits and 37 seconds," Geoff said.
"No problem," Jerry said getting into position before the other shooting range, this one with a mounted target wearing the Mughal's body armor and helmet.
"On 3...2...1, attack!"
Jerry willed his horse forth and made his first pass, shooting an arrow that bounced off one of the Mughal's plates. He came to the end and made a U-turn, quickly loading up another arrow and taking fire, only for the arrow to bounce off the Mughal's steel helmet.
He took his next few laps managing to score a few shots on the swinging targets and another arrow that had struck the mounted target in a chainmail portion of its armor and becoming stuck. It wasn't until the next lap he finally struck the mounted target in its exposed face, followed by another that went through its eye on the following lap. A few more arrows found their way into the swinging targets before he readied his final arrow and shot it into the bridge of the dummy's nose and then he called out "Time!"
Dr. Dorian made his way over to assess the mounted target.
"You managed to get 3 arrows stuck in this guy's face. No second guesses are necessary with this guy," Dr. Dorian said before inspecting the dents left behind on the plated armor, "The steel plating held up against the arrows, yet you did manage to inflict a flesh wound when striking him in the chainmail portions, although not enough for a kill."
"In addition to your 6 shots that managed to strike your target, you scored 6 extra shots on the swinging targets. This was all done in 35 seconds. Good job!" Geoff reported.
Both bows showed off their deadly battlefield prowess, but where do our panelists stand?
"I'm with the Mongol all the way on this due to his legendary mounted mastery," Geoff started.
"I'm in agreement. Even though the Mughal possesses the superior armor to protect against the Mongol's arrows, the Mongols were used to fighting against heavily-armored opponents and had their methods for exploiting any weak points they could find. Edge Mongol," Barry seconded.
"I'm with both of you. Better accuracy, edge Mongol," Dr. Dorian concluded.
In long range weapons, the Mongol takes the edge with his composite bow.
In addition to their main arsenals, the two brutal conquerors came equipped with wicked sidearms, the Mongol with his Iron Flanged Mace, and the Mughal with the Katar.
Having seen various types of mace displayed in past episodes, the panelists review the tape from the "Roman Centurion vs. Mongol" episode of the Mongol's mace in action, then proceed to review the tape of the katar being displayed in the "Rajput vs. Persian Immortal" episode.
Having witnessed the results, our panelists come to their conclusion.
"Once again we are seeing a display of two stark opposites with drastically results, the pummeling destruction of the mace versus the speed and gruesome aftermath of the katars and my choice goes to the katars for their speed and freedom of maneuverability," Geoff started.
"I agree. Despite its destructive capabilities, the iron flanged mace, like most of the other maces on here, has shown to be more draining on the user's stamina, whereas the katars offered more freedom of movement with less exertion on the user, edge katars," Dr. Dorian seconded.
"Heavy, yet cumbersome, versus speed and gruesome results, edge katars," Barry concluded.
In special weapons, the Mughal Warrior takes the edge with the Katar.
Coming up, it's a duel to the death between two returning victors to determine who will be 'The Deadliest Warrior.'
Our scientists and weapons experts are done testing and the results are in. The time has come to decide who will be the victor. To ensure the battle won't be decided by a single lucky blow, the battle will be simulated one thousand times in a duel to the death.
Who will prevail in a battle between two deadly victors?
(A horde of mounted Mongolians ride along the battlefield with their swords raised.)
(A band of Mughals march through the jungles, some of them on horseback and others on elephants with cannons placed on their backs.)
(The Mongol horde tramples through a village, killing many of the defenders while sending women and children scattering in all directions.)
vs. Precision Attacking
(The Mughals use their muskets to cut down a band of Rajput warriors, while others emerge from the jungle foliage to cut down the survivors in hand-to-hand combat.)
(The victorious Mongols stand tall shouting to the sky with their weapons raised in the air as a village burns to ashes before them.)
(The victorious Mughals are shown testing out their newly acquired Khanda swords and Katars, compliments of the Rajput warriors they have just defeated.)
IN THE END, THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!
The winding trail was starting to become more and more treacherous as the lone Mongol made his way further into the Indian jungle, separated from the rest of the savage horde that had just decimated an entire city in the West. With their enemies defeated, they had departed in search of new enclaves to plunder.
Meanwhile not too far away, a Mughal warrior rode on a trail nearby, bringing his horse to a slowed pace as the trail winded through thicker foliage. He had just returned home following the triumphant plunder of a city out West and now he and his troop were on their journey back home, but had decided to set up camp in the jungle overnight.
The lone Indian warrior had ventured away from his camp in search of food and kept moving forth until he heard the neigh of a horse nearby. He pulled on the reins of his own mount and listened for any further noises, hearing only the horse and the clanking of metal weapons. Could a fellow Mughal be nearby?
He needed to find out and willed his horse forth until he came to an opening near a river and found another horseman who had stopped and was allowing his steed to drink from the river.
But this man...he was no Mughal at all.
With his different clothing, weapons and language he was heard speaking, he had to be one of those foreign invaders from the Far East who had also been competing for Rome!
The Mongol looked up to see the Mughal sizing him up and shouted at him in his native tongue before reaching for his composite bow and loading an arrow, firing it in the Indian's direction.
Fortunately for the Mughal, the arrow struck one of the steel plates, yet he was left angered by the aggressive action and reached for his own bow, knocking an arrow and firing, yet by now the Mongol was on the move and firing another arrow which he barely dodged.
The Mughal readied himself to fire another arrow as he began chasing the Mongol farther down the trail, but again missed. He would not be deterred and continued chasing after the foreign invader while barely dodging another arrow directed at his head. He continued after the Mongol for some time before drawing back and firing an arrow that managed to strike the Mongol in the chest as he turned back to fire upon him, sending the invader tumbling from his horse.
The Mongol grunted in pain as he hit the ground and looked down to see the arrow sticking out of his lamellar. An arrow suddenly struck the ground next to him and he looked up to see the Mughal charging him. He needed to act fast and looked over to find his glaive had fallen from his fleeing horse.
The galloping was getting louder and he looked over to find the Mughal had drawn his talwar and was getting ready to take his head off.
Scooping up the glaive, he shot it forward and with a loud 'chuk' the horse was sent falling to the ground with a terrible cry of agony.
The Mughal warrior was thrown from his horse as it hit the ground dead and he hit the ground hard, his armor absorbing most of the impact. He had been disarmed during the fall and he looked over to see the Mongol had pulled the arrow out of his armor and was now charging after him with his piandao in hand.
His long mace was still sticking out of the holster attached to his deceased horse and he quickly pulled it up and went for a swing that the Mongol saw coming and barely avoided. The invader brought his sword up and attempted to slash at the Mughal, but his blade bounced harmlessly off of the Indian's chainmail and he was forced backwards after the Mughal used his mace's shaft to push him backwards before kicking him hard in the gut.
The Mongol grunted as he was forced backwards against a large rock, but moved just in time as the Indian warrior attempted an overhead swing with his large mace, a thunderous crack following as the mace connected with the stone surface.
Winded, but not out of the fight yet, the Mughal again withdrew his talwar and likewise the Mongol raised his piandao and they met in a clash of steel that saw both men pushing each other back and forth until the Mughal used his strength advantage to shove his opponent back and brought his blade up to deliver a slash to the Mongol's cheek.
The Mongol staggered backwards with fresh blood pouring down the side of his face and with a loud shout swung his piandao in a slash that caught the Mughal's armored shoulder, yet he went for another rapid fire strike that sliced into the Indian's forearm, leaving the Mughal shouting in pain.
Out of desperation the wounded Mughal ran back over to his fallen horse and retrieved his dhal, just in time to block another swing from the Mongol's sword and shot his talwar out with a slash to the Mongolian's midsection, only leaving a deep gash in his leather armor.
The Mongol was left unharmed, yet winded and stumbled backwards while trying to maintain his grip on his sword. The Mughal remained relentless and swung hard enough to knock the piandao out of his opponent's hand and then charged him head on with his dhal in front of him, sending the Mongol tumbling down a nearby hill.
The Mongol hit the ground with a hard thud and grunted as fresh waves of pain shot up his left leg, which he was sure had been broken. He pulled himself along the ground until he felt something iron and looked over to find his lost flanged mace. The clanking of metal coming from behind told him his enemy was gaining ground and he looked over to find the Indian descending the hill with his talwar raised high and with a grunt he pushed himself up and brought the mace high above his head to bring it down with full force.
The Mughal's advance was halted as he saw the mace coming down upon him and he was brought to a knee, managing to bring his dhal up at the last second, a fresh pain shooting through his arm as the mace connected. Without hesitation the Mongol brought the mace down again and this time the Mughal heard the bones cracking in his forearm and he felt backwards against the hard earthen surface. He needed to think fast and it was then he remembered the extra tool hidden up his sleeve, a souvenir of a previous victory.
With a loud roar the Mongol raised the mace above his head prepared to go in for the kill shot, unaware of what was waiting for him as the Mughal shot his good hand out and drove the katar's blade through his thigh, leaving the horseman to scream out in pain.
The Mughal pulled out his blade and shot it upward into the Mongol's armpit, forcing him to drop his flanged mace, and then pushed himself back to his feet and drove the dagger into the man's stomach, pulling out a strand of his intestines in a gory display. Not finished with the dying man, he stabbed his blade into the man's chest three times before twirling his body and delivering a final, wicked slice that separated the Mongol's head from his shoulders.
The Mughal watched quietly as the Mongol's mutilated body collapsed in a bloody heap. Satisfied with his handiwork, the Indian warrior raised his blood drenched katar into the air and shouted in victory.
Winner: Mughal Warrior
Mughal Mace: 65
Indian Composite Bow: 134
Mongol Composite Bow: 165
Iron Flanged Mace: 101
"Following yet another brutal battle, the Mughal Warrior emerged victorious. This was largely in part due to his better training, better armor, more effective weapons, and overall adaptabiity.
"The Mongol proved to be most effective at long range thanks in part to his superior mounted marksmanship, yet it wasn't enough and the Mughal ultimately conquered another challenger," Geoff concluded.
(The Mughal has now claimed the defeated Mongol's horse as his own and is now leading it back to the camp with his rounded up weapons attached and the Mongol's severed head hanging from the saddle as a warning to his fellow warriors of the impending arrival of foreign invaders. Among his gathered weapons is the Mongol's glaive, an effective weapon for his men to adopt against the cavalry charges bound to come.)
Author's Note: As I did in my last chapter I will be revealing another battle for the next season and here it is:
Ashigaru vs. Spanish Tercio
Yes, I know I was a dick and made you all wait for this update, but hopefully I'll get off my ass and get the "Spetsnaz vs. S.A.S." battle to you sooner than the last time around.
Until then as always, read and review! This is Metal Harbinger saying SPREAD THE SICKNESS, ONE MIND AT A TIME!