The general’s story

by Lee the boy in blue box

For comp class I had to write a descriptive essay. I decided to place myself inside the game Rome: total war, acting as the Roman commander. Please review!

The general's story

By Lee's ghost

The blood red sun poked out over the rolling hills of the Roman frontier. Not even a berth of wind rippled the leaves of the slender oak trees clustered around the base of the eight grassy hills. The General sat on a great white mare; his blue eyes gleaming with the thought of the desperate fight ahead. He grasped tightly on the leather reins of horse and slowly trotted in front of his men.

The men drew deep breaths as they roasted in their mail armor staring back into their commander's face, beads of sweat clustering on their brows. The general reared his horse and attempted to touch the scorching sun with his freshly sharpened blade.

"The enemy army was brought here by mere infants instead of leaders," bellowed the General when his horse was on all fours again. "Oh yes, the Gauls have come to fight, but will stay to die! For are we not sons of Mars?" The units in front of the general clattered their long spears against their golden shields, showing that their commander's words had inspired them to face the agonizing horror of a Gaulish charge. The general swooped his sword arm across his chest to signal his solders forward.

With a howl of rage the Roman infantry strolled toward the dark green Gaulish battle standard hanging limp in the windless sky. The Roman soldiers' metal boots crushed the lush grass as dust rose and gathered behind them with each footfall. Their spears clattered against their amour-plated shoulders as they drew closer and closer to their enemy.

The General cantering behind his men screamed, "Charge," and the infantry bolted forward into the waiting enemy sword points. The Gaulish warriors slashed with their blades as the Romans flowed over them like the sea covering a jagged rock. Shields battered against swards and men fell like trees in a forest as metal tore into their youthful flesh. The serge of Romans was to overwhelming for the Gauls began to flee. The Roman general with twinkle in his eye ordered his men forward and cut down the survivors.

A female voice sounding faint in the General's ear caused him to turn from the enemy route and carnage of war, "dinner's ready."The general swiveled in his chair after flicking off the computer. With pride he marched off to fight a new battle, the battle against hunger.