Day 22

We all wake up early and have breakfast, then we march about a mile away from the camp where the we will battle to the death.

I am extremely nervous about our confrontation that i nearly piss my pants. The atmosphere is tense and many of the kids are trembling. At around 8 o'clock we hear the enemy army approaching.

It sounds like thunder on the ground. One guy next to me faints.

'Hah what a fag.'

They enemy stops marching and our captain yells at us to form columns and get ready for battle.

I am currently in the 4th spear division. There are 10 spear divisions with about a thousand spearmen in each division which is commanded by a captain while the generals are back at camp deciding on our formations and battle tactics.

"They're a bunch of pussies if you ask meh.'

We are behind the Cavalry and the Swordsmen are behind us and the archers and mages in the back.

Suddenly the sky turns dark with little black dots that are rising.

"RAISE YOUR SHIELDS!!!"-Captain

I almost fail to respond as I was in a daze. I was barely able to put my shield up in time to block the oncoming arrows. A few guys next to me fall down and die as they are too late to put up their shields. As the arrows are pouring down one arrow hits me on the leg It hurts like a fucking bitch. Luckily t'is was just a scratch.

I am officially scared shitless right now.

After the rain of arrows stop it is our army's turn to retaliate and our archers shoot back at them. I'm wondering why our mages aren't throwing any fireballs at the enemy. I am too short so I cannot see what is happening. I hear the captain of the cavalry in the front yell..

"CHAAAAAARGE!!!!"-Captain 2

And I hear the hooves of thousands of horses run towards the enemy. A few seconds later I hear the screams of men getting impaled and dying and horses colliding with each other.

Our captain yells...

"Spearmen MARCH!!!"-Captain 1

We slowly make our way towards where the sounds of battle are. I am filled with fear of whether I am going to survive or not so in terror I pray for the first time in my life.

"Holy shit. Holy shit. Arlinus I swear on my mother's life if you get me out of this alive I will pray to you every fucking day of my life." -Me

Suddenly I hear a voice in my head..

"Hmmm... I'm not sure I should trust you on that..."-Arlinus

I'm about to reply but enemy swordsmen break through the few rows of guys in front of me and I'm stunned.

I have no idea what to do so I blindly stab at that nigga. I feel my spear go through something soft and I take a look.

The swordsman coughs blood from his mouth as my spear is stuck in his throat. I puke. I was so repulsed by the scene I throw up last nights dinner as well as this mornings breakfast.

Within moments it is chaos all around me. Men are dying and fighting and I have no idea who is on my side or not. Another man comes up to me and yells with his sword about to swing above my head. I quickly put my shield over my head by reflex and instinctively stab out with my spear thanks to my training.

I guess the guy didn't expect a small child to be able to block his blow so he was careless and I was able to stab him in the stomach. I was disgusted at what I had just done. Then I had a revelation..

'THIS IS WAR' I come to the realization that I could die here. Like hell I was gonna die again. I pull out my spear from the guy's guts and stab him two more times and then he falls over and dies.

He had a dagger on his waist so I took it off him quickly and put it on my own waist.

I had no sense of how much time passed. I was on auto mode. Block, stab, block, dodge, stab, stab. I was vaguely aware of my surroundings. I saw men dying and fireballs flying in the air and arrows hitting their marks. I got cut a few times and almost died a lot of times.

I don't know how many men I killed. I stopped counting after the 10th guy. Suddenly I hear someone blowing a horn in my right direction. Everyone stops their fighting and turns to see who it was. I hear people screaming out in pain and see people with long blond and silver hair after a few moments. I feel my pants get wet and warm liquid go down my leg I pissed myself.

I've never seen such graceful movements by those people. They were killing soldiers as if they were dancing. I realized that it was our soldiers that were dying. I saw one of them jump about 8 feet in the air to dodge from getting stabbed by a spear and as his hair was up I saw his ears. They were pointed.

The elves have joined the battle....