Answer:
Made of ten but two we make, When assembled others quake, Five apart and we are weak, Five together havoc wreak. What are we?
The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foes attack.
This heavy and ancient suit was not worn with a tie, but was always worn in battle.
I'm a small ring shaped fried cake, often with bavarian cream or fruit filling, and sometimes covered in icing and sprinkles.
Who has married hundreds but always been single?
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.