Blood to return

We returned to the capital as Heroes, The heroes who didn't fall in battle pretending that it was a battle that we fought for the Empire a dream of downpour to ourselves. We ride with our horses looking down to the ground our fatigue would ache to each part of our bodies. Feeling of broken families the tears that fall on the ground and shout of disgrace among people who are against to that war. Not all people are happy with our return some still have the resentment that we are murderers and killers destroyers. This return is a bloody one I have shared my experience in all the battles I have fought, when I was still a child I still remember my father telling me to think again to our society. A million dead in the war it was not expected to last for 1 year and 2 months but with the 90th corps strategy we survived it became more faster to achieve victory. I heard that we are heading back to the Academy to continue our student life. What should our return go hope its not a quick one.

"CAPTAIN!" shouted by the 2nd sergeant. Percival would look back wiping his dirtied face. The sergeant would stop the throttled slowly catch up with Percival "I have received a order sir from the higher up. We are ordered to meet up with the local Militia's at the town of Perevila." Percival would look at the sergeant and listen to what he said after the sergeant Finnish on what the message said he would reply "Get 3 of our soldiers and head scout a few kilometers and we would take camp on the aide of the road." the sergeant nod and head back to the line. After the scouts return to the party, they would see the party has taken camp at the side of the road. "Lt. Colonel Percival sir I have a great news report we can reach the town by afternoon tomorrow Sir." Percival would nod and would lay on his bed while his men would be resting at their tents meanwhile the routine is still rotations in guarding the camp. The sun would rise the shine on the soldiers would wake them up they would start to break camp. And would continue their march to the town, they would reach the town of Perevila by the afternoon. They would be surprised as the people would not recognize them as they would march across the plain road of Perevila the banner of the 90th Corp is still recognizable but the people just look at them like butch of Imperial Soldiers sent by the capital. They would be halted by the head Militia Commander Kragas. "HALT STATE YOUR VISIT!" his voice would echoed as civilians would start to arm themselves. The Local Militia would start to back the Militia commander forming a barricade of Militia men with spears and some jungle bolo they would grip their arms as the look up to them. Percival would look at the Militia Commander and slowly grip his sword. "I am Lt.Colonel Percival Bankrei of the 90th Academy Corp. We are sent here by our head of Command and we are looking for the Militia Commander" Percival voice is very timid still tired of the journey. As they are still 10 more days until they reach the capital the Militia Commander would raise his head,as he is in the middle of his Militia troops of 80 strong armed with rusted spears,jungle bolo and some short bow.The armor they wear are some leather and some steel plates nothing more. "I am the Militia Commander Kragas and I see you are sent here by the Elites huh". "We come here for a Cooperation my 70 cavalry men strong are here to help as we know this town is at the edge of the border to the Kalion Bandits." The Militia commander eyes would be vicious and still suspicious on Percival men. "I see so after the war you guys are sent here to help us as I see you still look like a ragged soldier Mr. Percival" Percival would smirk "You have a very keen eye Mr. Kragas Sir why not join my 90th Corp and enlist" The Militia Commander would laugh "Well No thank you this town needs me for the best. Your horses would be assisted at the Town stable while your soldiers rest in to the best Inn in the town " The Militia Commander said. The Militia Commander is a bearded man and little in middle of his 30s he has a battle scar on his lips and like from the looks of Percival the man served in the Argonian War.After the Horses are tend to the stable the soldiers would enter the Rackonian Perevila Inn were they rest and get drunk for a little. Percival would sit near the bartender and get a sip of root beer. "I heard soldiers of the Academy don't drink" Kragas send with a sarcastic voice. "In the front lines we need some root beer to loosen our minds in very hellish." Kragas would laugh and order a beer and sit beside Percival. They would have a long discussion on both sides of their stories from the town to the front lines back and forth stories revealing some deepest hindrance on Percival heart while stating experience does the Militia commander have.The Night would befall on them as they both depart to rest.Percival soldiers would be snoring and deeply asleep as for his Sergeants they are still awake and checking for some issues to dealt with but all in all it was good town. when morning comes they would be surprised on they are now welcomed by the towns people. Then a child running and crying would go running towards the town wooden walls. "HELP ME HELP MY MAMA PLEASE!" The child shouted as he is being chased by 2 armed bandits with weapons. without a doubt Percival would get on his horse and raise his sword from his scabbard and call two of his sergeants to assist him. As he shouted to open the wooden gates to let him through to save the child.but it was too late the child trip on a rock and been slashed on the back the bandits would laugh.

Percival would make his horse faster as soon as they catch up to the two bandits Percival would slash the bandits neck the blood would sprout from the neck and splash on his armor then another 10 more bandits would appear running towards to Percival and his two sergeants. "Take the wounded child and retreat we are not going to win if we engage when we retreat wake up the men and raise the banner we are raiding that damn hideout" Percival would burst into anger as he saw the child reminiscence on how the child was slashed by the bandits sword. The Milita Commander would round up 40 of his good men and to have plan with Percival so that they can attack the Mountain Bandits