Adamant Fortress CCS, the city noone wanted to hold

On a warm autumn day in a Kingdom far away, the sun was shining brightly and the fighters of the MBL alliance were talking excitedly between themselves. The Champion City Siege had been proclaimed and a small force of them would participate and try to get fighting experience and bring home the much coveted battle diamonds that the bravest of participants were awarded. Their leader was PinkyOr, an older seasoned veteran of unparalleled strength and prowess and even though they were few the MBL knights that would accompany him had a secret hope burning in their hearts to proclaim him champion, as a thank you for his protection that most of them were taking for granted.

ChristianOr, a part of the warrior team, was examining the Champion City Siege map as the alliances were porting in. FDH was there with numerous warriors, RRH also had ported with many knights and there also was a small force of KAC. MBL warriors appeared too few to fight all these forces, and ChristianOr had a foreboding that the secret hope would just remain a hope and not a dream come true. It was not in her nature to be pessimistic though so she joined her fellow warriors ready to fight and as the trumpets heralded the commencement of the city siege, she felt the adrenaline course through her veins.

• Let’s be ready to rally, lads, PinkyOr’s deep voice boomed through the din of the horses racing for Adamant Fortress. 

The warriors prepared, ready to pounce at the first sign of occupation, and waited. And waited. And waited. Numerous warriors were managing to capture the city, but noone was getting reinforced by his alliance. The city was changing hands with lightning like speed. Frustration filled the younger warriors but PinkyOr was calm.

• Just try to open a rally, in those few seconds the city is held, he instructed the warriors. I will do the same. We will get our chance, do not fret and if we do not, i will try to capture the city myself.

Capturing the city on his own would not be easy. PinkyOr might still be a great warrior, but his great age had robbed him of any speed he might have possessed in his youth. Added to the fact that he was usually using infantry or carrying heavy spears into battle, and never relying on swift horses to carry him, he usually arrived much later than the other warriors who might not be as strong as he was, but certainly were faster.

But suddenly hope appeared. Dragon V of KAC grabbed Adamant Fortress and his alliance, even if they had a very modest force like MBL, started to reinforce the city.

• Quickly, shouted PinkyOr, we must not lose this chance. While the rest of alliances were still staring unbelievingly at KAC reinforcing, he let his rally fly through.

And what a rally it was!!Once more he proved his great strength he had. His superior bleed infantry met with the spear weakness of Dragon V, and the result was a triumph for MBL. A short lived one as after Dragon V was ousted from the Fortress, the few second dance of capturing the city without reinforcing it continued.

The MBL warriors started looking worriedly at one another. The Fortress never remained to someone for long enough to be rallied. They had already abandoned the dream of crowning PinkyOr champion, they had started to worry if they would even manage to appear in the listings and obtain at least the battle diamonds.

• I cannot take this any more, Der Pumuckl, whispered to ChristianOr, I will try to solo the city, I should get some points at least this way. He hadn’t managed to join the previous rally, and his anxiety was mounting.
• Wait she shouted but she was too late. 

Der Pumuckl ran blindly into the city in his desperation. The result was not as bad as it might have been as he met an equal number of troops and he was countering them. But in his decision to play safe and buffer his most precious troops with lesser ones as meatshield cost him a victory as DragonV had thrown caution to the wind and defended his city only with royal troops. 

On and on the battle raged forward, but apart from the brave DragonV and his KAC warriors noone was reinforcing. The Fortress was being sniped by racers who hoped with this way and adding their time up they would be crowned Champions. But too many had this thought, so although the ranking was filling with runners, only one the B3ast from AIA was managing to get enough time to steal a spot. For first and second place, the Fortress had to be defended.As for MBL, with PinkyOr’s old bones not being suitable for racing and literally no rally being able to land since the Fortress was changing master every ten seconds, they were helplessly watching the Fortress praying to get their chance not to leave empty handed. 

And suddenly salvation appeared in the form of Esteban of RRH. He did realise he had many troops in the field so he could defend, and he finally took the Fortress and started filling it with defenders.

The savage cheers of joy that were heard in the MBL camp must have been louder than even the ones in the RRH side. Immediately PinkyOr unleashed his rally. Esteban was stronger than DragonV, and also with inf bleed synergy but he still could not withstand the might of PinkyOr. The win was not as big as with DragonV, but the relief was palpable in the MBL soldiers. 

All of them were happy, except for Fleepo, who might have tried DerPumuckl’s way and lived to regret it. 

But nothing could keep Fleepo downcast for long and he soon joined his fellow MBL soldiers who were watching DragonV and Esteban duel and were conferring. Oinky, who was second in command, was gesturing excitedly.

• This is our chance, join me, you will not regret it.

A few looked in trepidation but his excitement was catching so MBL joined two rallies this time against Esteban, who was determined to win. Oinky’s cavs were perfect to counter Esteban’s infantry and very soon all the MBL soldiers had secured the precious battle diamond rewards. Everyone started cheering and celebrating and noone was louder or laughing as much as PinkyOr who was joking jovially and clapping loudly people on their backs. Only ChristianOr stood aside and could not shake the thought that PinkyOr was the strongest person in that field and that he should have been the rightful champion. “Next CCS, my general, she thought, I do not know how, but you will be crowned champion. And this is a promise I will keep”.