The story which I want to tell you, there was at my direction in the great Knight's Empire on land soaked with blood and fear, death and terror, valor and heroism. Yes, yes, it happened to ash and fire enveloped Moliere. I LVLoazzaLVL, a descendant of the imperial dynasty of the Knights of the temple of God, the chief of the army. Those were terrible times. The once-bright elves clairvoyance the loyalty of my dynasty became more and more often betray. A blood brothers with the other knights' estates have raised their spears and swords against his. All for blood and an easy prey. But oddly enough, more and more began to come to the rescue of the dark elves with us when that damned forest and climb to the depths of hell, and get up close to my wars militant demons. The light and dark forces were mixed. And it all started with how light and dark wizards called for a long time dozing heroes. Hero began to rule everywhere. It is on their qualities and skills depend on the outcome of the battle was. Scary skills and ancient artifacts have become a new source that knows no mercy to anger and aggression. Yeah, it was scary. But the real war and were able to resist this evil. And the price of everything as before was a black pearl. And he was still in the hands of horrible monsters. Which, I'd like to note, too, are not left behind and called heroes monsters. And, admittedly, came to their rescue hero were far worse than our ....... It was a normal day. My army still wins easy victory over the monsters. But that was hardly enough to salary army. A royal treasury was empty still .... I have long looked at a handful of black pearls and could not help the tears welling up ... Before my eyes drifted memories of what was a time when my war bathed in gold and the spoils of war were everywhere, as the glory of the exploits of my people had a reputation far beyond the native empire .... The nearest neighbors were asked patronage in exchange for priceless mines and salt lakes. And the enemies most of the time spent at the temples, begging for leniency higher gods to protect their righteous anger of my fellow ..... No, I can not resist the melancholy ... Brushed cheeks with iron glove tear. Last week, I often sat alone and thinking about the future of his people. But on this day, my heart was beating in a special way. It was a strange premonition of something grand. And the anticipation did not disappoint! Late in the evening to my bedroom ran ranger. His eyes were burning flame! Something inside me jumped, sleep disappeared. Usually they leave the reports in the imperial office, and in the morning I'm having reviewed, but not this time! I was sitting on the bed with her mouth open in amazement and listened to a report on server ruin just found my loyal subjects. A huge number of monsters located near my capital. A terrible army of wicked led HERO, which the light of God is not Vidal. From his spell in the sky is not shining stars, the moon does not shine.
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He was so powerful and terrible that my research is not able to fully determine the number of his troops. But black pearls lying on everywhere! No decision is required delay. In the row-wise manner on combat alert was raised the entire garrison. Hundreds of thousands of valiant warriors looked me in the eye, ready to lay down his life for the glory of the Great Empire. With stables bred and equipped thousands of horses. Hundreds of thousands of archers with silver arrows waiting for my instructions. And there was silence. Just blows my heart tells me that the day came when the world needs to remember the heroes. But the experiences of my tormented soul. After all, I did not know what is waiting for my brothers. Hero monster could hide from my experienced ranger exact number of his army. To help me once again came Wizard, the keeper of magic and ancient scrolls. He unlocked the door to the treasury, and has imposed such a powerful spell that doubts were dispelled in the victory. And the moment of truth! And orderly under the pounding drums troops left the city! The Eye of Providence is constantly communicating with me about my campaign glorious knights. I was restless. I was filled with anxiety, bordering on insanity. Slowly dragged minutes. With a telescope I did not go to the observation deck. The troops are on the way ...... And here I see a terrible battle! A vast horde of bloodthirsty vampires, baring their ugly faces, waiting for my brave soldiers. At the head of them stands the ancient giant swarms. He looks at the approaching commander with a smile, confident in his quick victory. His charm is so strong that my troops could barely move. Many have already fallen to the ground, but his teeth continue to creep! Overcoming fatigue and pain of war continued to move forward. Mischievousness their eyes fixed on the enemy. No one is going to surrender or retreat. And in the open field there were two armies. The brave knights against the diabolical monsters. The moment of truth has arrived. Were the first to beat the leaders. Everyone was sure of his victory. Here are just a monster relied on his charm, and our general for his courage, courage, love of country and the experience of thousands of battles. Everyone froze. Flashing her razor-sharp sword of our hero with a single blow sent the enemy to the ground, destroying once and for all all his dreams of domination over the dark forces of a race of people. Monsters in horror looking at his head, which already lies prostrate on the ground, pressed against my leg Gen.! And in the eyes of their fear! From the smiles was gone. And with a cry of "AURA" moved my army on the enemy! Ina twitched my fearless tribesmen! Gleaming armor they ruthlessly exterminating the invaders, who dropped their weapons, fled in terror to the woods. The gallant cavalry managed to encircle the retreating. Then the surviving monsters threw down their weapons and fell to his knees in front of my troops. They beg for mercy, offering a generous ransom for their miserable souls. And the hero of their standing on her knees in tears. In battle, he lost power and the magic of his cast to the wind. Now it was a normal vampire. He was trembling and sobbing piteously, holding a blood-stained hands of black pearls. - It's no good to kill even those vile creatures, kneeling, unarmed - decided my brothers. Especially, they showed that the door to the human world under the oak bolt. So they sent a pitiful handful of monsters in svoyasi. Deployed medical units were not allowed to fall on the battlefield, not a single soldier! My fists clenched, my heart is ready to jump out of my chest! It overwhelms the pride of the nation. We have won!
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After the battle, we had a feast! Were open barrels of the strong ale. Merchants brought wine. Each soldier was on top of the world. Royal chef prepared the most delicious dishes. I congratulated his men and told them thank you so much. That night I went to bed, and in front of all the same as during the day there were tears. They rolled from his eyes, leaving the face barely visible traces. But I do not venerate them. I did not try to hold them back. After all, they were tears of pride in their nation! Treasury to the top of the black pearl jam-packed! Neighbors, once forgotten about my empire stretched again to me with gifts and requests to ally and enemy, holding his envy and malice, again, just like old times, fell down before the gods in the Temple. So I told you my humble story. Perhaps you consider it normal, but I remember it for a long time. It's not as colorful as the stories of many books of the Great Library. It was not written by the chronicler, endowed with eloquence. She wrote a warrior.