The Unwanted Visit - K268

The night was a bit chaotic in Kingdom 268. I had already used my protection bubble and switched to Rebel Leader gear, but just a few minutes earlier, the kingdom had been in flames. My troops were resting after four rallies against Lumberjack, and I kept scanning every corner of that server in search of an opportunity. As a merit hunter, I knew that any mistake could be costly, so my eyes never rest.

I had decided I would finish my daily tasks and close the game. That was when I realized something was wrong. Two of my Rebel Leaders had disappeared, and a few seconds later, a battle report arrived: my farms were being attacked. Someone had decided to retaliate. The name was… player? Ferenc, a member of the 1KS alliance.

I did not know what he was thinking. He clearly believed I was offline and had left my farms without a protection bubble. I stayed quiet, just watching, waiting for the right moment to strike back. And it did not take long for him to make a mistake that would cost him everything: he attacked my farm once again, and now I had his location. In a fraction of a second, Blockade was activated before he could even react… Ferenc had become my prey, and now he had nowhere left to run. It was my turn to respond.

I attacked my target with a powerful female synergy and more than one million four hundred thousand soldiers. On the other side, Ferenc defended himself with an imposing wall of nearly 16 million troops, but there was a fatal flaw that left him extremely vulnerable: everything was mixed… infantry, cavalry, bows, spearmen, no defined formation, no synergy, no real defensive strategy.

The result of the first combat was devastating. Without the wall to support him, Ferenc lost more than five million troops, while my losses were low and controlled, only one hundred and twenty-seven thousand. Ferenc had taken the first hit, and it hurt.

In the second attack, his infantry was already practically wiped out. His wall now relied on cavalry, bows, and spearmen to defend, but the damage had already been done. The disorganized formation remained his biggest enemy, and Ferenc seemed to have no idea what to do. He switched his gear and castle skin several times; he was completely lost and desperate.

In this attack, another three million and seven hundred million troops were wiped from the battlefield. My losses? Only a hundred and thirty thousand. The difference in power between the two armies was overwhelming. Ferenc was still standing, but he was losing his strength little by little, like a massive spider being devoured by small ants.

In the third attack, he had no more infantry troops to fight, and the spearmen, which were his best chance to win against my cavalry, had almost disappeared. Ferenc only had cavalry and bows, trying to hold a collapsing wall. Ferenc’s defense was melting like ice, and it was only a matter of time before he became my prisoner.

This fight was another bloodbath. He lost six million three hundred thousand in a matter of seconds. Only one hundred and two thousand losses for me. For the first time, I lost significantly fewer troops in battle, a sign that the war was about to end.

During the fourth battle, cavalry and bows were all that remained on Ferenc’s wall. My soldiers advanced with fury, seeking revenge for the resources that had been stolen from our farms.

The result of the fourth combat? Seven million and one hundred thousand troops were eliminated, opening a huge hole within Ferenc’s defenses, who until then had never experienced such a harsh and humiliating defeat. On my side, the losses dropped to just ninety-two thousand. The war was turning into a nightmare for Ferenc and the entire 1KS alliance. Everyone watching already knew how it would end. Ferenc was declared defeated long before the war was over.

In the fifth attack, things changed significantly. My men were surprised when they noticed that no soldiers were on the battlefield; all that remained was an army of bows at the top of the wall, almost all T4. The last line of resistance was trying to save what was left of their leader’s honor, but that seemed to be impossible. And once again, the fall was brutal. More than seven million six hundred thousand fewer troops for Ferenc. My losses? Only fifty-seven thousand, almost half of the previous attack. Ferenc’s end was very close.

In the sixth and final attack, the battlefield was filled with bodies scattered everywhere. Smoke from burning castles covered the entire horizon. Day had turned into night. The remaining bows were not enough to fight, and Ferenc had no way to escape his fate.

The final losses were calculated: two million seven hundred thousand troops eliminated on my enemy’s side. I lost only twenty thousand troops. My men returned with Ferenc’s lord captured; the provocation had cost him his head.

The battle was over. Shortly after, a message arrived. It was from the leadership of 1KS, asking me to leave the kingdom in peace… and I accepted. In total, Ferenc’s boldness cost him the lives of more than 32 million troops and left his alliance begging for peace.

I arrived as an uninvited guest. But I left like a ghost that haunted that kingdom.