The Dragons Fire

I was three years old when my father told me the story of our amazing kingdom, he said there were many wars to get this kingdom. We won we lost. But in the end we won every single one pf those wars. But he told me the worst thing that happened to us was that all kingdoms were attacked by a dragon. I destroyed every thing in its path and as it breathed fire across the land causing smoke and many people to die, all of the kingdoms were scared because who was next. Our's. As we shot all the arrows we had nothing could peirce its thick hide. It spit its fire every where it went. Our numbers were falling quickly then the king with his sword, shield, and armor stood up to the dragon, and as our men hopelessly shot arrows its attention was locked onto the king it started to walk towards him. Ember's flying from its mouth it stared down our king and in the blink of an eye the fire was burning the kings shield. The fire came with so much force he was getting pushed back. But he held his ground.