[TDK] The blade is soaked in blood

Day 2,483, 18:02 • Published in Pakistan Brazil • by THE KILLER CYRAX

Bang the drums, blow the horns

We are coming to town.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Gentlemen,
There are few stories in history of unparalleled friendship. There are a few stories of unparalleled harmony and fellowship. Soldier by soldier like a brother to brother. Men forget what menace they face, what monster they fight, because they love too much what is behind them. Their war is an ecstasy, their wound is euphoria and their weapon is inspiration.

Those tales are enchanted.

A tale of such valor and fraternity took place last night.

A Pakistan inferior in damage, citizens and money decided to fire an Airstrike towards the Holy Lands.

Jerusalem.


The first Pakistani soldiers moments before battle, preparing, sharpening their swords. Waiting for the battle to start.



You know what lies beyond that beach?



Immortality, take it.
Its yours!



Israeli men were already prepared to fight.


But they did not know what was coming..




Hell.


The front line of our attack moving in



Formations!



Allies of Pakistan moving in. Chileans, Turks, Macedonians, Terrorists, Italians, Bulgarians, Americans, Croatians and many more.

Hordes upon hordes of soldiers.


It was a brilliant battle


But we were destined to win.
With much support from our friends, many countries set us as CoTD. Together we made sure that victory was ours.





Difference between Israel and Pakistan was evident in damage:



But what we lost in raw manpower and damage, we made up with compatriots.

Gentlemen, this is only the beginning. The journey is a long and hard one, and we are here to stay. This is only the first step of our story, and it will continue for long. If you want to leave, leave now. Don't leave us at the end. Because at the end, we will not spare anything. We will have to give all we got, every last sweat of the body, every last drop of blood. We will give it all for the glory of this country, and we will be honored to do so.

Put your trust in me, give me all you have, and I promise you we will conquer the world.
Yours,


The DarkKnight,
President of ePakistan.