Gate reacts to Kingdom of Ekrosea

Siege of Italica part 3

Bayar sat down on a wooden crate. He took of his helmet and took a sigh of frustration. Rroy was nearby.

Rory: Hey Bayar

Bayar truned his head.

Bayar: hey what's up?

Rory: Nothing just board is all. But i have a question Bayar.

Bayar looked in her eyes.

Bayar: what is it?

Rory: Why do your friends help them if they are your enemies i mean sure the lords want to build up relations with them. But after everything they did to your alliance?

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Pina: I actually want to know?

Tuka: Me too

Bayar: Rory they are just ordinary people who can't fight and soldiers who were dragged out of their homes to fight in a war they don't want to fight in. Some sure would love to fight, but let me tell you war is not a fun adventure. I have seen many young kids killed in battle, some want to have money to pay for a healer for their sick mother or other reasons that people have. So when you look at a dead young soldier i want you to think for a moment okay.

Rory and everyone in the theater was taken back at this but he was not wrong. 

Rory: Okay.

Bayar looked out to the darkness.

Bayar: there is a poem i loved back in my word.

Rory: what is it?

Everyone looked at the screen

Bayar: Our lands were peaceful and our people strong

When first you came and took the throne
You were a blessing, our future bright
With you as ruler, our beloved light

The years went by, your wisdom did grow
And prosper all the realm did know
Under your guidance we wanted for naught
As your gentle hand each problem fought

But something changed, I cannot say
The good in your heart seemed to fray
Decisions became rash, your temper too tight
Where once was justice there came blight

The people suffered your mounting ire
As debts and taxes raised higher and higher
Where you heard grievances, now only shouts
As dissenters faced your growing doubts

Oh mighty sovereign, what led you astray?
From loved commander to corrupted sway
The tyrant now sits on the throne once graced
By you, the ruler, our fortunes safe placed

Our hope is not lost, the realm holds on
Though under the yoke of this corrupted one
One day, freedom shall light our land once more
When peace returns, and tyrant's not ruler, we implore

How the mighty fall, their goodness decay
From hand that fed us to fist that beats today
This lesson we learn, both bright and grim
The road to ruin starts from within

Rory was taken back by that poem.

Bayar: A loved Ruler who would sacrifice himself to protect his soldiers in battle. Yet greed takes control of his mind and soul and thus a tyrant is born.

Pina: Woah i mean he's not wrong.

Bozes: Wise words 

Everything was quiet when.

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everyone in Italica heard the horn. Altan was at the battlements watching the bandits emerged from the darkness.

Altan: It's time. EVERYONE IN POSITION!

Mongol archers get into position same for the militate. 

Altan: FIRE!

the achers fired the arrows and killed 20 of them.

Bandit Commander: KEEP GOING WE MUST HAVE THE CITY!

Bandit archers fired their arrows back at them some got killed and wounded meanwhile the bandits were climing up the wall with the leader they placed by the wall. they climbed up but were killed. The bandits manged to climb up the wall and kill a good amount of people. Nomu was struggling to kill the invaders.

Nomu: HOLD THE LINE!

A bandit swung his sword Nomu block kick him and followed up a slash to the chest. Nomu then felt a sword in his back it was the commander. He kick him off the battlements and fell to the ground.

Bandit commander: THE CASSTLE IS OURS!

the princess was watching and was in horror to see the place in chaos. Then she felt a hand on her shoudler.

Mongol brute( also a main charatcer) 

Mongol brute: Let me handle the

Mongol brute took off his mask and helmet to revel scars on him and a pale skin. grabbed his two handed mace and charged into battle letting out a war cry. 

A Young milliate was about to get killed by the bandits. Mongol brute swung his weapon and crushed him to peace. 

Mongol brute: COME ON FIGHT ME!

Mongol brute ran into battle killing every bandit he sees.

Altan side

Altan had his spear out a bandit ran up to him Altan dodge and thrust the spear into his back. Altan swung his weapon to the left and smacked the bandit with the end of the handle. few hours later the commander died and the troops surrendered to the mongol troops. Bayar breathed a sigh of relief

( sorry if its short)