Canterlot has fallen

>You've managed to destroy a large portion of the royal guards.

>You've taken to the sky with Gilda and 350 griffons and 200 changeling aerial combat units.

>There are 500 Changeling infantry on the ground.

>You are armed with an arquebus and a gladius.

>You are facing 800 Pegasi aerial combat specialists.

 

 

>"Griffons! V formation! Crossbows armed!"

>They load their cross bows and you arm your arquebus.

"You sure this will work?"

>"Don't worry Gilda, it'll work."

>As soon as the pegasi come into view you fire at their commanding officer.

>He plummets toward the city.

>"Everyone fire!"

>The griffions unleash a storm of bolts upon the ponies.

>They return fire.

>An arrow barley misses you and Gilda.

>"Draw your swords and advance!"

>You unsheath your gladius and gilda does the same with her sword

>As soon as you make contact the both of you start slaying ponies.

>You hacking off limbs and head, Gilda slashing away and using her beak and talons to inflict gruesome wounds

>As the the V brakes through the mass of ponies bodies start falling from the sky.

>"Retreat!" you shout over the chaos.

 

>As you fly away the ponies pursue you thinking their winning.

>"Break the V!"

>The do as you say.

>Gilda flies you back to the Changelings.

>"Hit their left flank!"

>The pegasi are taken by surprise as you hit their unguarded flank.

>The griffons return and close off their escape.

>They're boxed in.

>The real slaughter begins.

>Each second the box grows smaller as more pegasi are killed.

>They rain from the sky like precipitation.

>You swing your blade like a mad butcher.

>Wings, legs and heads fall from the sky.

>Every pegasi soldier is dead.

>You have 300 griffons and 120 changeling flyers left.

 

>"Sounds good to me."

"Ready those bombs!"

>You and the griffon bombers fly low over the city.

>You spot the remaining pony infantry in the city.

>They seem to be advancing towards the castle.

>"Not on my watch."

>"SEND EM TO TARTARUS!"

>Bombs pour from the sky.

>The ponies scurry for cover as bombs explode around them.

>The carnage is gruesome.

>The shock waves tear them to pieces while the fragmentation shreds them.

>A large portion of the city is set ablaze.

You go back to the castle and land.

>As you sitting with Gilda discussing what to do next a Griffon scout bursts into the tent with a worried look on his face.

"You better have a good reason for barging in here like that."

"Gilda, Anon! I've spotted an army of ponies at least 30000 strong coming to retake the city.!"

 

No body else voted so we're doing that.

>"Gilda, we must regroup with the army at Ponyville."

"Hop on."

>You ascend int the air above your troops.

>"We will regroup with the main army at Ponyville.

>When you arrive you notice there isn't much left of the town.

>You are approached by an armored Chrysalis.

"Did you take care of Canterlot?>

>"We did, but an army 30000 strong is coming to retake it, me must..."

 

>"Let hem have Canterlot."

"That's insane!"

>"Trust me my queen, it'll work."

>8 hours later the ponies arrive at the empty city.

"Where are the bastar..."

He is cut off by artillery fire.

>Cannon balls and grapeshot relentlessly rain down upon the ponies and destroy buildings.

>"Cease fire!"

>"Diamond dogs, burrow underneath the city and plant the explosives, after than I'll lead the heavy infantry there to kill off the survivors."

>"I also want archers to assist the heavy infantry."

>The diamond dogs burrow underneath Canterlot and plant explosives underneath their hooves.

>The bombs detonate and the city implodes and swallows most of the ponies.

>"March!"

>You pick up a pike and head towards what's left of the city follwed by 10000 heavy infantry and 6000 archers

>You are greeted by about 11000 surviving pony infantry.