Prompt for September 7, 2015

Complete the short story/flash fiction that has the following first paragraph:

As he crested the rise he slipped off the horse and landed in the mud on his knees.  Too exhausted to stand he kneeled there and used his sword as a crutch to keep himself upright. He looked at the carnage before him and cringed at the sheer horror that stretched before him. The bodies stretched before him like wheat after a fall harvest and covered the land as far as he could see.  So many bodies.  So many that even Ares felt ill. Was it worth it? Was the death of so many for the life of so few worth the price?

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