"Forth! Down fear of darkness! Arise! Arise, Riders of Théoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered! A sword day... a red day... and the sun rises! Ride now... Ride now... Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending! Death!"

The sun rises, the music plays, they charge

Oh my god.... The look on the orc faces when they realize they are about to get creamed. Shivers