on the huge battlefield where soldiers had been fighting for hours and hours, 1 man stood in front of what was left of the broken army, and he yelled over the crowd "get up, let's fight the enemies in front of us" then another soldier yelled to the Private, what do you want us to do, the enemies outnumber us 6:1, it's impossible" and the Private knew that it was true, but then he yelled "I want you to fight, remember who you are fighting for, youre loved ones, the heroes you all admired when you were kids, let's fight and survive, or die trying" then another soldier said "But we will not survive, we will die, and we won't be able to see our kids or wives" then the Private yelled "how will you look youre loved ones in the eyes if you cower now? and what of all the brothers in arms that has died, was their deaths for nothing?" then a soldier said "but if we die, then whats the point, we will not see our loved ones again" the Private yelled "so you will just cower for the rest of youre lifes? how will you be able to live with youreselfs? I for one do not wish to die, but if i should, then i know it will be for something i believe in, something i protected" and that was enough for the army to get back their fighting spirit back, and then the gods gave them, THE BERSERKER RAGE, no man could kill or harm them, they slaughtered men and horses alike, and when the batte ended, everyone hailed to the Private and to the gods, and when they returned home, they were welcomed by their loved ones and made a feast that night, though the Private dissapeared in the dark of the night, returning to his home, where it was, no one knows, but all remembered that day.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fni2-V1kbR8