Weapon Cultivation History (5)

After returning to my army, I went to my tent and saw my wife sleeping while embracing a pair of clothes of our son.

[I need to have her return to the village] I thought.

Leaving the tent, I went towards the 2th elder and asked him to allow my wife return to the village.

"Why?"

"Common Grutten. We have just our son and his wife died a year ago. There is also our grandchild that was born three years ago. We can´t have him grow here. Let she return with the child and I will stay here even if I had to give my life. "

"Ahhh…. You know the rules. I can´t let her return. But in consideration of our friendship and your situation, I´ll let her return with all the children less than 5 years" he said.

"Thank you Grutten. I´ll repay this favor"

Returning towards my tent. I told my wife the news while patting her head.

"Dear, you should return"

"Why?!?! I don´t want to lose you too. I don´t have my son or daughter-in-law"

"Yes, but we still have our grandson. We can´t let him grow in this environment. I promise I´ll survive no matter what"

"…Ok"

Soon the news of letting the children less than 5 years return was spread. During these eight years many children were born, some were orphans who had lost their parents, so their survival was hard. It was not as we let them to die, but during this quest it was difficult to take care of a child. survived but others didn´t. So, when the news was spread in our army many mothers were happy because the survival of their children was guaranteed.

Many days later, I received a letter from the main army. It seemed that the news had also reached the other armies and they were forced to comply to them. The letter also said that our armies were going to rally at a valley near the ocean for a final battle with the races of the continent.

One month later, our armies gathered at a valley called Zollen located at the empire of the devils. When I saw our formation, a sad feeling invaded my heart. Of the near 100.000 original members, we had been reduced to around 55.000 members.

Has all this been worth? Haven´t we paid an enormous price for this final battle? I asked myself as I walked towards the main tent where the Patriarch, Matriarch and surviving elders were meeting.

When I entered, I sighed again seeing the numbers of elders. Before leaving we had 15 pairs of elders. Each pair was a married couple that had an incredible strength. But now only 5 pairs remained and there were 10 single elders, either men or women.

"Cloren, good you have arrived" said the Patriarch.

"Now, we can begin the war council"

"For the last battle, we will keep our formations while confronting the enemy. The have around 1.00.000 soldiers that comes from all the races of the continent"

"Isn´t it a big number?"

"Yes and no. Yes, because they surpass us by almost 20 to 1 and no because, this is their last forces. During these near nine years we have conquered most of the continent and killed around 7.000.000 soldiers.

Despite we had our cultivation technique and weapon abilities, they had been able to fight us for almost nine years with their simple weapons and magic!!! I must give them credit for been tenacious.

However, this will be the last battle and our quest will be fulfilled"

"Has all this been worth? Haven´t we paid with a lot of blood too?" I roared in anger after listening the words of the Patriarch.

"How dare you Cloren!!! You are talking to the Patriarch and yet you question his decisions"

"I remember you also stood against him before leaving the valley"

"So what??? What have this "quest" brought to us? Many of our race members have fallen, our sons, daughters, grandsons and even great-grandsons have died. He was chosen to be our Patriarch in order to lead us to a better life, yet in the last eight years our numbers have been almost halved. That this bring us glory, then what type of glory we have? That ruling the continent is our destiny? That how could we stay in the valley forever? Bullshit!!!"

"Silence!!! I have given my orders!!! Everybody is going to fulfill them. Now go!!!" roared the Patriarch.

Before leaving the tent, I gave a last look to our leader.

For the next week we ready ourselves for the battle. I could hear our race commenting how some were glad that the final battle was coming or that we are near submitting the whole continent to our rule.

I just wish that this ends soon.

Finally, the fateful day arrived. We stood in our rectangle formation. The melee warriors at the front while holding big shields and the range fighters at the back. In front of us were our enemies.

They started by launching their range spell followed by their arrows. As they fall, we also attacked. I used an ability that caused the air to form a wall and withstood the impacts of some spells and arrows. When the rest hit the ground, flames erupted up creating a wall of fire. However, it didn´t last long as water spells were casted upon them causing a fog to appear.

Not having a way to see our opponents we formed groups with square formations. Yet it was futile at the beginning as their cavalry rode against us. However, having been tempered in hundreds of battles we were able to repell their first assault.

Afterwards in the battle turned into a melee one as they rushed toward us still in formation. Keeping our square formations, we waited for them to be near us before running to them. Surprised by our actions, the enemy was stunned for a couple of seconds as they saw us running towards their ranks and breaking through them.

Soon the woke up and started to fight back. The situation turned into complete chaos. Spell flew toward us, arrows went from one side to the other, our enemies were been kill with a bit of effort and we didn´t lost many members thanks to our cultivation and strength. However, in front of their numbers we could only try to endure and kill all the enemies. I saw a companion been surrounded by multiples enemies and before he collapsed, he killed all of them while been pierced by their weapons.

After the start of the battle we were surrounded, but by mid-afternoon, we are the ones obligating them to retreat. Behind us, hundreds of thousands of bodies are and, in the air, you can smell the blood that had been spilled. The green valley had turned red and mountains of corpses rises.

They aren´t the only ones that have lost companions. By looking around me I can guess we have lost around 15.000 or 16.000 members.

By now, there is small distance between our army and the remaining of theirs. As we were preparing for the final assault, a horn sound was heard across the valley. Suddenly, they started to cheer and shout.

"They are here!!!"

"We have won!!"

"Reinforcements!!"

Noticing their reactions, we were able to understand that more reinforcements were coming. In the meanwhile, hundreds of ships appeared in the ocean and we also saw a small group around 200 fighters arriving at the valley.

"Ha, just because you got reinforcements doesn´t mean you are going to win"

"Yeah, in front of our strength and cultivation you can´t expect to defeat us"

Our race members said with disdain. However, I had a bad premonition. It was in that moment that the 4th elder started to shout.

"They are here!!! Our extermination has arrived!!" "Quick!!! We have to leave now!!!" he said.

Unfortunately, most of our race didn´t believe him as they were confident on our victory. However, those of us who knew the 4th elder decided to group up on a separated area.

"Prepare for the final the final assault, we will exterminate first those in front of us before killing the ones that are coming from the ocean" said the Grand Elder.

The arrival of the ships and the small group marked the second change that will affect our fate.