A 16 year old centurian

As I became a centurian at a very young age of 16, there were many people who didn't acknowledge me. But I didn't let it bother me as this was just the beginning and I will shut their mouth with my achievements in the near future.

Everything was going good but I couldn't surpass my limits anymore as surpassing my limits became tougher and tougher, soon the days went by and our camp was ordered to join the rest soldiers and go to the war. Everyone was very nervous as this will be the last battle of this war, everyone prepared themselves for the worst and were ready to die on the battlefield if needed.

I gathered my friends and told them to not die and survive this war we hugged eachother and to my surprise their eyes were shining and were fit on survival and success. When the whole military reached the enemy's castel the enemy's soldiers were already alerted and started shooting arrows at us, I ordered everyone to lift their sheild and move steadily towards the castel main gate.

We reached at the main gate of the castel with minimum casualty. I ordered the soldiers to sheild the archers so that they can limit the enemies attacks, while the commander was guiding the soldiers to break the gate so that we can move forward. When the gate break the enemy's were already ready to attack us and we all knew the real battle has just began, in just a couple of minutes of gate breakage the battlefield already became red because of blood. I too at that moment was soo determined that I don't remember how many heads I had cut off.

Suddenly, I my eyes went to the commander I saw him fighting the enemy's commander and both were equally injured. I froze at the battlefield seeing their skills and at that time only one thing came inside my mind that it was the battle of masters.

....to be continued