The Bretonnians arrived early in the morning and Duke Gilon, fearing that the undead would encircle them and the villages they were defending, sent scouts to investigate the movements of his enemies. The Squires entrusted with the mission returned quickly and brought word of the approaching undead. They warned of the great flights of bats that flew as a vanguard for the undead army and that the Red Duke himself rode at the head of his forces.
As the mists cleared the Bretonnians took advantage of the slow deployment of undead and surged forward. Duke Gilon used all his experience to command his troops to fullest effect, commanding his son Sir Richemont to lead his Questing Knights into battle whilst Gilon plunged into the fray atop his Pegasus. The Red Duke attempted to enter the tomb of Galand, an ancient hero of Bretonnia, using its ancient magics to empower him, he succeeded in wiping out half of Gilon's Knights of the Realm. At this crucial moment the ageing Duke soared from the skies and challenged the vampire to single combat. The Red Duke was greatly angered by Gilon's arrival, before him he only saw an old man, aged and wizened. Smiling coldly, the Lord of the Undead instead sent forth one of his lieutenants, the Wight known as Sir Corbinian.
A fierce duel erupted, with Corbinian injuring Gilon's pegasus before being destroyed in turn by his blessed blade. Gilon then charged towards his hated enemy, and what followed was a struggle of epic proportions. Despite his advanced age, Gilon was still a Grail Knight and mightier beyond any mortal, swinging his holy blade into the Red Duke and wounding him greatly. The Red Duke however, was one of the mightiest Blood Knights in existence and responded with his own glittering blade, cutting through Gilon's armour and inflicting a mortal wound.
The Red Duke howled in triumph, but soon noticed the reality... his army was withering away. Despite his advantage of numbers, the bravery of Bretonnia's knights and the sacrifice of Duke Gilon had ensured his defeat. Soon he discovered the truth from within the ancient tomb, Gilon was his own descendant, not the usurper he had believed. As the last rays of sun fell on the battlefield, the Red Duke turned and fled into the night, screaming with hatred and despair. Through his sacrifice, Gilon had ensured the defeat of one of Bretonnia's greatest enemies.