The Ambush of Thundering Arrows

The moon hid behind dark clouds, casting an eerie glow over the field, The air was heavy with tension as the blue eagle archer army, hid behind trees, in some and under the dirt, waiting for the green griffin army to march past their inevitable arrow clash. Their bows at the ready, silently waiting, their faces concealed by shadows.

As the night wore on, distant rumblings of thunder echoed through the field, presaging an impending storm. The archers exchanged glances, knowing that the coming thunder would provide them with the perfect cover for their ambush. They waited for the precise moment to strike, patience being their greatest ally.

At last, the storm clouds gathered, covering the moon entirely, and plunging the field into complete darkness.

Finally, the archer saw the green griffin army about 400 of them walking in the field toward Tailia kingdom.

The archers took this as their cue to unleash a torrent of deadly arrows. In a synchronized motion, they drew their bows and let the arrows fly through the night.

The arrows streaked through the air, propelled by the strength of the archers and guided by the dim light of the storm. They descended upon the unsuspecting knights, creating a rain of death.

"We're under attack!"

"It's an ambush!"

"Move, Move!"

Panic and confusion spread among the knights as they tried to discern the source of this invisible onslaught, As there raised their shields trying to block off the arrows it didn't do much as the arrows passed and pass through the shield still killing some of them.

The roar of Lightning flashed across the sky, briefly illuminating the relentless assault from the archers. The knights' fear only intensified, and their horses reared, adding to the chaos.

"Calm down and continue moving forward"One of the army generals shouted in command.

"If we panic we die faster!"

The thunder drowned out any attempt at communication, some knights calmed down moving forward but some forced the way forward dropping their shields, leaving the knights struggling to organize a counterattack.

The storm raged on as the army of archers continued their relentless assault. Emboldened by their initial success, they unleashed a second wave of arrows upon the panicked knights.

The archers remained hidden in the shadows, taking advantage of the confusion and fear that engulfed the green griffin knights, their arrows found their marks with deadly precision. The knights struggled to protect themselves, their armor offering little defense against the barrage of arrows.

As the seconds turned into minutes, the archers showed no signs of letting up. Their arrows seemed almost ceaseless, like a malevolent storm of death. Knights fell to the ground, pierced by the sharp projectiles. Horses whinnied in pain, adding their mournful cries to the cacophony of battle.

In the midst of the turmoil, one of the green griffin army generals named John, found himself separated from his comrades. His steed, sensing the terror in the air, became skittish, making it difficult for John to maintain control.

As the arrows continued to rain down, John's panic escalated. He tried to spur his horse into action, desperate to escape the deadly trap.

'How did they know we we're coming'John thought as he tried to escape.

The archers focused on him, recognizing a potential target of great importance.

However, in his frantic attempt to escape, John lost his way in the dense forest. The trees seemed to close in around him, and he found himself entangled in the underbrush. His horse stumbled and fell, throwing John to the ground.

'Got to keep moving and try to deliver what happened to the commander'John thought as he struggled.

Desperation gripped John as he struggled to regain his footing, The rain poured down heavily causing the dirt to become mud, the thunder masking any sound of his movements. Fear and adrenaline coursed through his veins as he tried to evade the deadly arrows.

With each passing moment, the arrows seemed to inch closer to John, their whistling filling his ears. He pushed through the pain, his armor becoming heavier with each step. The forest seemed to conspire against him, making it difficult to break free.

Finally, with a last burst of strength, John managed to extricate himself from the clutches of the underbrush. He ran, not knowing where he was heading, just desperate to escape the relentless attack.

More arrows followed his trail, but the trees above seemed to shield him from the worst of it. His heart pounded in his chest, and every rustle of the leaves made him flinch.

Miraculously, John burst out of the forest, finding himself on the outskirts of the battlefield. His horse had disappeared into the night, but he could not worry about it now. He kept running, putting as much distance as he could between himself and the archers.

The storm began to recede as he reached the relative safety of the green griffin west wall. He stumbled into the midst of his astonished comrades, gasping for breath and covered in mud and scratches. He could hardly believe he had made it out alive.

"General John!"A knight shouted in shock.

"What happened?"

A tall man similar body physique to Luke walked toward John

Back at the battlefield, Desperation settled in among the knights as they found themselves trapped in a nightmarish ambush. They tried to retaliate, swinging their swords and charging forward, but the archers were hidden too well, and the darkness played against them.

The archers, emboldened by the panic they had sown, began to move closer to the battlefield's edge, surrounding the knights from all sides. They repositioned strategically, maintaining their cover while expanding their killing zone.

Slowly, the knights started to cover themselves with their shields moving forward, forming a tight formation to shield themselves from the onslaught. As they moved, they did their best to protect one another, their shields held high, hoping to intercept the deadly arrows.

The archers, however, were relentless in their pursuit. They adapted their tactics, aiming at weak points in the knights' defenses and picking off stragglers who fell behind, but when they moved forward there ran into the blue eagle knight on the ground waiting, the blue eagle knight started attacking them killing some and some from the green griffin knight surrender.