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standing on the batlements

high atop this wall

I see an army marching forth

that I assume will fall

at my camand

my archers let arrows fly

and I grin as my warning

arches through the sky

not far from them

shafts fall in the feild

and without a care

every man raises his sheild

and through the arrows they march

I call for another volly

and smile as I watch this war start

most arrows are blocked

and very few fall

the rest break form

and dash for the wall

some fire arrows but

most hide behind sheilds

and I watch as about a dozen ladders

are draged through the feilds

the ladders reach the wall

sooner than I expected

and as I order my archers fire

the enamy climbs the other walls undetected

as the arrows fly downward

I smile as screaming is heard

but I realize the screaming

is coming from my own men

and I look around to see

the soldiers closing in

my men break ranks

while I yell for them to defend

we are out numberd

at least five to one

I draw my axe as I realize

my end has begun

they caught me off guard

and for that I shall pay

but just for fun

lets see how many I can slay