14th July, 1340 AD,
Middle of South-East Europe
(soldiers marching towards a battlefield for a battle with a small kingdom)
"Heeyy!! Fast you weak shitts , we have to reach the battlefield before them !!, you heard?!"
"Sirr..yess sirr"
"Than what the fuck are you doing lads??,RUNN FAASTTERR !!!"
"Sir yesss general"
"Hey buddy....."
"What??"
"Do you think we can win?"
"Ofcourse ! We are the mighty soldiers of Casittorca!!"
"Yeah....but....you see we are just a small military with less than 1500 soldiers "
"So what brother ? We are still stronger than that country's militia"
"Yeah you're right "
"ATTENTION !!! COMRADES !!
We have reach the battlefield and it looked like we are late...but ... why are there only a few soldiers ?"
"What ?!!". " How many are there". " Maybe that's the maximum soldiers they can bring ,haahahahaha !!" "Haaaahaahaahah!!"
"SILENT !! They are not soldiers they are merchinaries. But why are they only fighting where are the country's militia?"
"Ha! Merchinaries...wow!". "Their Militia is a cowardy shit, can't believe they sent Merchinaries instead of their Army"
"Oiii !! You merchinary band!! Listen to mee!!"
"Huh,hey Modric they are trying to talk"
"Huh....oh.. Hey can you hear me?? I am Modrik ,the second in command of this band ! Known as Pheonix"
"H...Hello! Modrik , I am the 3rd General of the army of Casittorca ,Ashuè, we are here to invade Zamban ,SO please step back we don't want to hurt you kids "
"Sorry Ashuè but I can't do that , Because this kingdom has promised us something if we win this battle"
"Oh ! Is that so..if that is the case then give up & we will give you thrice the amount they promise"
"Sorry ! But we don't want to give up and also it's not money that they promise. So FUCK OFF"
" Haaa! Arrogant brat..... Well I gave you a warning but seems like you don't care so...I have no other choice...
SOLDIERS FÔRTH"
"PHEOS !! CHARGE !!! "