First shots

On a stormy day King Ambrus was sitting on his throne deciding whether to pull his troops back or not then suddenly, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Boom! Boom! Boom!" explosions were heard all the way to the palace. King Ambrus stood up in a hurry and looked out his window, smoke had risen from the forest and his people's cries could be heard through the walls. King Ambrus obviously even more enraged than ever before started screaming,

"Where is the general and the analysts?! Get them in here now!" "Start the attack! Crush them!"

The general and analyst came running into the throne room, the king so furious ordered for the guards to hold up swords against their throats.

"What were you doing?! Did you not see this coming or were you just drinking wine without a single care in the world?!"

"C-calm down your majesty, we are extremely sorry, we did not expect this to happen." both men said, dropping to their knees and begging for forgiveness.

Then suddenly three more explosions were heard, this time the smoke was rising from the eastern forest, King Ambrus immediately sent out more men to aid both sides and within three hours 600 more men had arrived at both battlefields. King Ambrus now more calm, but still furious sat down with both the general and advisor.

"Sir, let's hire some mercenaries from the kingdom to the southeast." said the general.

"Yes, 700 mercenaries sounds good sir" joined in the analyst.

"Send a letter to the kingdom then for 700 mercenaries, we need them within fifteen hours so hurry it up, go!" shouted king Ambrus

"King Epunamun, King Ambrus from the western kingdom wants 700 mercenaries within fifteen hours." said Abheek, King Epunamun's right-hand man 

"Make it happen then, send him 700 mercenaries"

Within fifteen hours so much had occurred, all four militaries were fighting with many casualties from all sides. Explosions could be heard from the explosives set up by King Ambrus, it was now dark and all the people were in their houses except for the people near the battlefield, they were evacuated and relocated to bunkers that had been built by the previous king. In the battlefield mens' horrendous shrieks were ear-piercing. The clanking of metal being made by clashing swords and of men getting thrown against trees was loud. The sounds continued well through the night. By the morning the mercenaries had finally arrived, some men pulling back to let the mercenaries fight. King Ambrus was sitting on his throne feeling both furious and nervous when all of a sudden the general came running in,

"Sir I have received word that the soldiers King Zephyr sent have started killing our men!"

"NO! Deploy more troops to the main battlefield and more to the western border have them on standby!" "Hire more mercenaries as many as needed, now!" yelled King Ambrus.

He then ordered the analyst to come in, fearful he came running in like a cheetah.

"How are things in the eastern forest?" King Ambrus asked.

"A-as of right now sir, everything is still fine sir the men are holding their ground"

"Very well send the forbidden army out now, spread them evenly through all three battlefields."