I've recently started reading S.M. Stirling's series based on the anti-electronic apocalypse that results in people in the SCA finally coming into their own and trouncing everyone's asses. Basically, this series is total vindication for anyone who spent their youth hanging around in armour, getting the snot beat out of them at school, and secretly wishing they were elves.
I still think, if I were going to have a battle cry to yell while I charged the enemy, along the lines of "A Elbereth Gilthoniel," or "For England and St. George," I might prefer what one of Stirling's characters yells while charging into battle: "Sod this for a game of soldiers!"
It has a panache.
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