Battle Of Ten Kings Novels & Stories

Keep calm, and I, the Lord, your God, will lead you. I am grateful that you spoke to me, Lord. The text message was responded to by His Majesty. His Majesty went to tell the fourteen commanders who were waiting for him that they were sending one million men in the interim. The reason for having small forces baffled the commanders. However, they deliberated and decided who to choose. The soldiers from his Majesty were waiting for the Onana army in the battle field in the morning. This time, the Prince of Indo-forces Continent's had strayed into the opponents' territory. And then there was fighting.

I had never seen him like this. Not even beneath the mountain. Not even when the smiling creature emerged. "Renn." The old man didn't answer. "Renn!" Finally he looked at me. The fear in his eyes made my blood run cold. "The Thirteen Kings." Lightning flashed again. The Grave Legions continued marching. Relentless. Endless. "What are the Thirteen Kings?" Renn laughed. A broken sound. The laugh of a man discovering things could always become worse. "They ruled before history."

I stared up at the now almost setting sun, “It’ll be dangerous staying out here lets go no-“ “Your Majesty look.” Faran cried and I looked back. Dammit, the creatures were coming, now more than I could count. “What do we do now,” A worroir asked as they stared at the wave of creatures now heading towards us. My warriors were defenseless, while the creatures were so many my warriors were few Twelve to be exact. “Fight!” Faran gave the order before I could even speak, they charged towards the swarm cutting and slashing however they could, but there were too many, even I could see that. We can’t win this one not like this.

One by one, the ten warlords released different weapons, and attacked King Cedric at the same time. The battle continued for a couple of minutes but they could not inflict severe damage on King Cedric and neither did the King. There was repeated dodging, avoiding, shielding, and attacking from each other, until Paysu and the other elites arrived. "Your Majesty!" Without hesitation, Paysu and the four elites joined the fight.

He turned his head to look at the five kings of disciples who were about to take action against him and said coldly, “You're not my opponents yet. Don’t make futile attempts.” The five kings of disciples glanced at each other and stepped forward. With tense faces, they looked at Fulton and said, “This is the Nonagon. We fight for the Nonagon!”

He planned on going to Narlands to see the Death Lord and tell him of the plans of Levine and Raffan after he saw who amongst the officials made it. The King brought out a list; in that list, if contained the officials names and their opponent. He gave them some seconds to warm up before the fight began. Only ten officials made it and they were the governor, the chief of soldiers, the chief of staff, the senator, the bureau chief, the master of archery, the sword saint, the weapon Master, the prince of strategy and the Lord of the southern part in Levine. The rest of the officials has proved themselves unworthy and had lost the battle. Their opponent had not killed them but the King wasn't a

I saw Valen’s wolf crouch low, preparing to spring for Darian’s throat. “NO!” I screamed with every bit of breath in my lungs. Both Kings paused mid-motion and looked at me. It was the opening the other Alphas needed. A group of about ten Alphas from both sides rushed in, throwing themselves onto the Kings to pull them apart. The Kings struggled, snapping their jaws, but they were clearly exhausted and couldn't shake off that many high-ranking wolves at once. The old man with the beard stepped forward. His voice wasn't loud, but it had a strange authority that made everyone go still.

She nodded sadly and moved away from him with tears streaming down her face to the power house where others are, with the guards following her behind. "Prepare the chariots, horses and the knights .We are going to the battlefield,prepare the Archers"the king said. "Now! go and prepare for the war"the king said moving to the armory to get prepared. Fast forward... The king of Persia and his officials with their knights matched forward to the battlefield, likewise the king of Tryus and his officials with their knights also matched forward to the battlefield. "Do you think you will win this war?"the king of Tryus said just to mock King Agon.

One of the men that had taken you replied. "The king’s son is coming today." The other man stated as he watched you with sinister eyes. "Make sure she looks presentable." They strip the blinds away. Adjusting to the dim, torch lit room, you notice the stack of wet hay flooding the rough floor as well as the misty dark metal. You start to panic. How on earth did you end up in a dungeon! Looking up in horror, you noticed something fairly odd about the men. They all seemed to protrude long canine teeth that resembled those fangs of a vampire.