The Brothers’ Conquest of a Village

By Renan

I’m Renan, a 13 years old student from the secondary school in Brazil. I wrote the text below, it’s a short story about a medieval war. It’s based on video games and TV series.

I was with my two Brothers, Thorik and Ragnar; we are from a village in Europe that had been in war for some time, and taking it in account we decided to invite the best warriors of the region to join our clan; so we were going to call them.

My brother Thorik wanted to call the members of the red desert, in south, and Ragnar was just thinking about Thorik decision, but I’d like to call the members from the west, called night warriors.

“The red desert is dismantling they will not exist in question of years, said Thorik, if we invite the warriors together with them we will be a great arm…”

“They are dismantling because the night warriors smashed them!,” said Ragnar.

“Ok, but how much of them you think would like to come to our clan?”

“All of them will join us.”

“Ok, you convinced me, let’s invite them,” said Thorik.

“Ok, so let’s just talk with our brother Ragnar to see what he will like to do, if he agree.”

So, we went to talk with Ragnar to know if he would agree with that. And at this point I would start to work in my plan to assume the throne of our future kingdom, and make myself a king.

“Hey, Barik the red desert are here,” said Ragnar

“Ok, let’s tell them our plan to attack our big village,” I said.

So, they started to discuss about the plan to attack the village, and at the end all of them made an agreement. The day of the invasion, we talked about how we would split our reign, and divide it in three. So, we invaded the village and it was a pogrom, for the village was without guards and we took this advantage.

So my brother Ragnar united a part of them to attack Thorik and me. This day, Barik was murdered by Ragnar’s warrior; I pick up the sword of my enemy and cut up his head as a revenge. The war was declared.

I was so tired this day that I would not fight for months. I’d better be in my bed resting for the future fight against Ragnar.

After months…

“I have just 1/3 of all the red desert members, I probably will lose. To avoid this, we will set a trap to their warriors,” I said

“There will be three groups of warriors, one will be after the mountains, another in the border of the forest, and the last one, with a half of ours members, will attack in the center to cause dispersion. And when they two groups were dispersed we will smash them by the back or the side,” I said.

So it was done, I go to the center with the most big group, I and my brother Ragnar discuss with a messenger and the battle was in the place where it was supposed to be, my plain occurred perfectly.

In the war, we smashed them. They go right into the trap and our very little clan won, I fight with Ragnar in the end of the war and I won; now I am the king.