The rise of war

Phansesis's eyes took a while to adjust to the darkness within the room and soon he saw the King sitting on a dark wooden throne which has red embroidery, his body was thin and his eyes seemed hallow as he stared at the newcomer.

"what is the cause of your arrival, why do I need to speak with you?"

Fredrick said as he arose slowly.

"sir, if you would take Beor's ring from me as he directly said to deliver it to you."

as Phansesis spoke he held out the ring and soon the skinny king stepped up and grabbed it then sat down.

he looked at Phansesis then said

"you are a new General of Purtain with this new title I need to to raise an army in 3 months and throw them at the front lines."

he then walked over and gave him a parchment of paper with Phansesis's name on it already.

Phansesis was more than shocked as he had not sent a message saying he would be here and had yet to even meet the king prior to now.

Fredrick had an evil looking grin as his eyes now seemed like a gate to hell and he himself another tool, he then said in a calm voice

"Phansesis you are the first person to not have asked Kintu anything without a response from him first and due to that he himself said that you are to be my newest General."

soon Phansesis was walking out the door he was reading the paper and hoping he himself would understand more about King Fredrick later when he came across an interesting part.

apparently Phansesis was entitled to 5,000 sets of armor and weapons of the quality he chooses and a 50 million Parcel upfront payment for his first year.

So Phansesis was off to do his part in this war he first established posters all around Purtain asking if volunteers would show up to a forest outside the capital that in Phansesis's opinion would make it easier for supplies to reach them.

the posters went everywhere and as they showed every young man chose to go but in the city of Maghawr a older man was happily drinking himself away when he saw a poster and he stood up with determined eyes, and set off to the soon to be encampment.

a week had gone by and more and more young men had shown up to the point where of the 5,000 weapons and armor sets Phansesis was allowed for free he would need five times that much, but this didn't bother him cause he had a plan.

"all of you stand up, grab an axe and start to work on these trees and if you collapse within this day or decide to give up then go your own way!"

soon most of everyone was standing and moving towards the trees.

"if anyone here is at all a magician or has a elemental power come to me instead!"

Phansesis spoke all these with a roaring bite of the tonge that made everyone fear him, but soon around 600 men stood around him showing their magical prowess.

in total he had 30 healing magicians, 80 earth, 400 fire, and 90 water.

Phansesis gave them a simple command,

"meditate"

his goal was to create a group that used magic as a weapon and not a camp creator team that did nothing other than take care of the living.

soon another two weeks had gone by and all the men had cut down half the forest and then made housing for themselves, though they didn't understand this Phansesis was making them stronger so as to see who had the capacity to stay and it allows for the men to get used to building for themselves.

next he counted the men only 8,000 remained as the others quit, so Phansesis gave them another order

"everyone has to now drop down on the ground and crawl across the whole base within two minutes all who don't will be giving a 5 minute break before having to do it again and you will all repeat this till you all can do it as a whole group all 8,000 of you."

at the end of the week they all moved in unison and not one of them would fall behind. so that's when Phansesis brought out 8,000 sets of medium weight armor with broad swords and round shields, their quality was a legendary type and on the armor their was a trademark that each one carried.

"Vladican smithing"

each armor had a been 200 parcels each which had come out to 600,000 parcels out of Phansesis pocket for the 3,000 that the Purtain kingdom didn't pay for.

then an old man arrived.

he introduced himself to Phansesis as ex Sargent Crathin who had fought in the sea battles against the pirates that had threatened Purtain, and a an experienced combatant wanted to train the men in sea combat after Phansesis showed them land tactics.

Phansesis accepted as he was already swamped with training and expenses though the main attractor was the sea combat training that he could use to his advantage in the near future.

soon a month had passed and all Phansesis's work was showing itself.

the soldiers were strong healthy and held together in formations that even cavalry would struggle in attacking, but the prize that Phansesis was hoping for had revealed.

the average fit looking people that had been sperated from the main army where now wearing black robes with different badges and where now being introduced as their magic support and ranged assault division.

The fire magicians wore red badges and could shoot close range flames that went about 4 ft from them and could burn bones to ash, but their special ability was they could shoot fireballs 6,000 yards from them and destroy a mass big enough to engulf 2 men, their training had taught them to keep the enemy off the main forces flanks by funneling them to the front lines.

the earth magicians wore brown badges and where always on the flanks of the magicians to provide cover or throw up earth walls if they were to be flanked by cavalry.

the healing magicians wore white badges and stood as the rear of the main army as a form of healing to all those who got wounded at the front they could stop bleeding and mend broken limbs in seconds.

the water magicians had blue badges and worked as a disruptive team and could engulf a field of 500ft each in fog as well as they could make rain and clean the army if needed but their most powerful ability was they could make a cold frost that affected anyone they didn't wilfully protect. they spent the remaining week and a half working as a team and growing accustomed to each other before Phansesis gave the order to march off to the front for their first taste of battle.

By this time Phansesis was down to 20 million parcels as he had put the rest into buying supplies that were to be sent weekly to the front from food and water to blankets and tools, he also hired a few Vladican repair Smith's to show up and repair damages.

It took one weeks to reach the Frontline as Phansesis had made them march longer than anyone would make themselves for the whole duration of the trip and soon they could see it.

the Frontline was a bloody field with manly Purtain soldiers lying everywhere and Kiran soldiers looting it as the Purtain soldiers cowered after obviously loosing a couple battles.

the scenery was completely changed as the lush hills had turned to mud from the constant feet that had trampled it, the trees were cut down or burned the air was sick with death and rotting corpses and the only signs of life were the two camps positioned across from each other.

Kiran soldiers stood everywhere on the battlefield as they were obviously the unopposed victors they looted the bodies and drank wine while singing songs of success, this was soon to change as Phansesis was now coming with a small sized army but with more determination than any other, though Phansesis's army was the smallest sent by Purtain they were however the best shape that had ever been sent each man having pushed past his fatigue to become a well made machine.

Phansesis walked to the command tent that was overlooking the whole battlefield and upon entering he spoke out.

"where is the commander of this disabled army!"

his face was obviously covered in sweat and his voice that of anger and power.

soon four men came walking by a decorated body on there shoulders the man was cut up to a point of no recognition, they walked by and placed him on his bed it was then that Phansesis felt bad for his harsh words.

"what's your purpose here?"

asked a young man with a confused face.

"I am here to take command of this point and push the Kiran army back and beyond their borders."

with this he looked to the young man and asked

"who are you?"

the young man smiled and sat down he was obviously scared until Phansesis had done his speech and he himself looked like the world had fallen from his shoulders.

"I am the new commanding officer upon the death of Thwain, my name is John but you need not remember it."

Phansesis smiled and said well John get your men together and stand in a defensive line around the camp my men are about to push Kiran empire into the sea."

Phansesis walked out of the tent and saw his man sitting and eating as they were allowed he didn't say anything, he casually looked over and saw the Kiran army still spread out and happily drunk on their victory.

"men! get up and ready for your first combat experience, you will loose friends if you break formation and hell you might loose friends before this war is done no matter what but this day we kill the very men that invade our kingdom for Purtain!"

as he said this his whole army got into position quick and easy and as he yelled those last words the whole army ran in formation down to meet the enemy.

the Kiran soldiers saw them when they were halfway to them and all were scrambling to get ready but just as they were forming up

*boom!* *boom!* *boom!*

fireballs hit them with accuracy hitting inside and around their formation.

this was the first time that magic had ever been used in combat and when they saw it melting their comrades apart most decided to retreat while other chose to charge.

Phansesis's main army stayed in formation and when the Kiran army that charged hit their lines they were decimated, soon Phansesis and his men had pushed up the opposing hill and ransacked it killing most of the commanders and soldiers alike.

at the end of the battle Phansesis sent a letter to the king with the statistics of the battle, Purtain lost no sliders on third part but had 200 wounded on the other hand Kiran lost 6,000 troops with a total of 1,200 wounded and another 500 living as prisoners he also wrote a letter saying he needed more armor from Vladican smithing so as to increase his numbers and ensure his victory throughout the whole remaining war.

when Phansesis sent the letter it was on the supply wagon they had just unloaded and he say down with his men around a fire drinking wine and counting the parcels of their victory Phansesis payment for his men was whatever they looted and the Kings promise of land.

now the fires burned and the Kiran army wavered the innocence was lost within the rise of war.