Armor And Gunpowder

The village of Yundra, a small inhabitat of the elves, and the only village that is the closest to the borders to the territory of the Kingdom Elendra, the elves' kingdom, the Kingdom of Klinckz, the dwarven home, and the Kingdom of Clyra, of the humans' which is now divided.

Yundra was the only village that was in the middle of these Kingdoms, so it was an object of harassment for the dwarves and an escaping place for deserters, thieves and people alike.

Especially when the demons have arrived 500 hundred years ago and razed the lands, joining hands together with other dark entities such as dark elves, corrupted people, and many hideous monsters who were bold in their intent, thus the Kingdoms at war had no choice but to join hands together and push back the unstoppable force, after a few years the allied kingdoms have finally achieved victory to the expense of almost everything, and now that the kingdoms is at their peak once more, after resting for hundreds of years it was indeed a ripe time for the ambitious, especially now that the humans is broken once more.

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A day later.

After announcing that the humans and dwarves making an alliance to destroy the kingdom of Elendra, the docile elves' have once shown fervor after hearing the annihilation of the village of Yundra.

"Now fellow noble men of the kingdom"

"Let us march!"

Sitting atop an albino tiger,

Duke Elba who had his sword at the front with its fuller having delicate carvings, suddenly swung down marking the full mobilization.

THUD THUD~

With disciplined marching, the Kingdom of Elendra's 5,000 finest men has finally made movement once more. Beautifully carved longbows attached to their back and crimson armors with a silver lining filled with elven magic enhancement, an unstoppable army has marched. Behind them were nobles who also had an army joined up for the cause, numbering all together to 25,000.

"Wave the flag!"

"And let the world know what superior strength is once more!"

With a thundering yell, an elf wearing a green armor with a silver lining could be seen leading the men while holding a flag that printed a huge black tree with a green background, fluttering, the flag marked the start of a second world war.

"May the goddess guide us!"

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A few hours earlier at the meeting of Elendra's commanders.

Five commanders with each of their own intricated designed armors, clearly shown the nobleness of each and every single one of them, and the prowess they may bring to a battle.

"Each and every single commander will be given a thousand men, and five magical beasts"

"The objective"

"Annihilate the roots of every humans and dwarves alive!"

"As for the lesser nobles"

"Have their personal army lined up to 5 ranks"

"Hmph"

These commanders were not really people who became one because of military achievement, but because of their high ranking in nobility and magical power, so as to say a bunch of inexperience greenhorn, and of course their attitudes against each other is at the boiling point, afterall they were the highest rank after the King himself, which was the title 'Duke' and right now the Kingdom of Elendra had five of them.

Though they had a fair share of battle against the battle against the dark elves, but those dark skinned people were mostly focused in subterfuge after their massive defeat when they allied against the demons a few hundred years ago, which was called the 'GREAT WAR' so calling it experience in a fight is not really something to be proud of.

"Duke Elba since when did such a bull tempered man like you be allowed to give us orders!"

A man with a long beard but a youthful smooth face could be seen mockingly smiling to Duke Elba who was giving instructions.

"Heh! a wise old man wannabe like you, dare mock me!?"

"Mind not that beard of yours, but your years are only numbered by two digits"

Duke Elba pointed his index finger to young man's insult.

"Duke Sryll, the son of the former dead Duke Lryll"

'Heh!'

Duke Elba smirked.

"What are you trying to imply Duke Elba?!"

Sryll waved a stopping sign to his men who were already chanting magic, seeing their lord being tickled at his soft spot, Sryll's soldiers were getting ready if ever their lord was pouncing to kill.

"Seems like the boy had grown up, eh?"

"But I did heard rumors going around that you were aiming to kill your father for his position though?"

Sryll was the first son of Duke Lryll, but he was given birth by a mistress, now that wife's son is almost coming of age, rumors spread that Sryll staged an assassination for the former Duke's death.

"Heh! believing a foolish rumor like that?"

"Your years of living must have made the old self weak in both mind and body?"

Crack~

"You little brat!"

Grabbing the edge of the table where they were strategizing their assault, the whole table finally broke in little bits.

"It seems your body has not only grown, huh?!"

The other three remaining Dukes only sat still to their seats, already contemplating their plans, for whatever motives they may have.