The Golden Throne

"Greetings King of Aegon. I am the messenger of Glade. It has come to our attention that Aegon, and Elvan wish to wage war against Glade. I advise you against doing so. Glade has broken no rules of the four kingdom pact, and hopes that you will reconsider your threat. This will bring only losses to you.", the messenger said. He got off his horse and was looking at Liu Man.

At this moment, seeing that the movement has stopped, Damascus and Balor quickly rode to the front in a few minutes and looked at the messenger who had indeed arrived. The messenger looked at Balor with shock.

"The kingdom of Darv is also a part of the army?", he said out loud. Balor looked at him with knitted eyebrows.

"Who the hell is this clown?", he asked Liu Man.

"Some messenger from Glade, Not sure why he even came here.", Liu Man shrugged.

"Kings of the three kingdoms. The offer still stands to all the three kingdoms. Retreat now and all shall be forgiven. Do you want these soldiers of yours to die for no reason at all?", he looked past the kings to the front lines. Liu Man looked at him with irritation.

"Tell the king to give up all demons in his territory, and allow us to cleanse it of any traces of demons, and we will definitely retreat.", He said.

"Very well then. This means war. You shall regret your poor choice."

The cyan robed man retreated on his horse. As he galloped away, the soldiers started chattering. Seeing an ordinary man represent the Glade Kingdom meant that the demons had not yet occupied the kingdom fully, or so they assumed. The army kept progressing forward, marching in unison. At least, each of the three segments had their own rhythm. There was no effort to unify the three armies, as this was an alliance of necessity alone. 

As they marched along the main road, a group of ten or so people went forward in advance to scout the way. All of them were robed in black, and one of them was clearly the man who murdered the soldiers the previous day. 

After half an hour or so, the group returned to the side of Liu Man, and one of them spoke discreetly with him. Liu Man just nodded at him and waved his hand. The man just went back to the side with his group. The army continued marching forward, and no one spoke. Liu Man had no intention to share the information that he received from the group that went forward, and the other kings did not send anyone to Liu Man to retrieve the information. The march continued for the remainder of the day, and the sun slowly set. 

Seeing this, Liu Man raised his hand curled into a fist. The army behind him halted. The general next to him gave the command to all the soldiers to start putting up the tents. A group of soldiers started patrolling a perimeter around the camp that they were putting up, while the rest were hoisting the tents. Noise filled the area, as the restrictions eased. Once the tents were all put up, the armies were divided into night patrol schedules, all of them rested.

The three kings gathered once more.

"So, what did the scouting team find?\', Balor asked Liu Man.

"Nothing too surprising. The first fort is basically abandoned. Almost everyone was evacuated.", Liu Man said.

"Well, what was to be expected? I can just hope that we do not encounter demons that are too powerful so early into the fight.", Damascus shuddered.

The night passed without any occasion. The army continued to move. Soon, they could see the first city in sight. This was Dilheim\'s nearest city to the border, and it was not nearly as big as a real metro. The army stopped a distance away from the walls. All of them started working, setting up all the siege weapons to destroy the walls. The walls were patrolled by guards who noticed them as soon as they arrived, and were getting ready for their own attacks. There were barrages of arrows on them, but the army was strategically placed further from the city, such that the arrows would not reach them. A few crossed the distance, but they did no damage. Once the siege weapons were assembled, they moved closer to the city walls with their shields up. Arrows rained upon them, and first blood was spilled. Shouts could be heard all over. They got to the walls, and started catapulting boulders over the walls, while few others were operating the siege weapons, trying to break open the city gates and the walls. The sound of the rams hitting the gates was heart chilling, as this was an important battle to win. The first battle had a significance in that if they lost this battle, the morale of the soldiers would hit rock bottom. The guards on the wall were throwing big rocks of their own onto the soldiers down below who were trying to break the city gates. Arrows from the elves started pouring onto the walls, and the guards dropped down.

Soon after, the city gates fell as well. The soldiers rushed into the city. They split, some going to the walls to take control of the defences, while the others went into the city to declare their arrival. There were few civilians still in the city. Most of them had run away after news of the war had got to them. The few that were left were just those who were a little late and could not leave before the gates had closed off. The civilians were all rounded off in front of the city hall. They were all shivering in fear, just thinking about the horror that they would go through. 

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