User:TRUST ME IM SMART/sandbox

It was a cold night. December 21st 1865. Ronald McDonald's Troops were marching into battle. The wretched Burger King wanted complete control. Ronald wouldn't have that. Ronald could hear the shouting of men, as they climbed the hill. As they grew closer to the peak, they began to draw their swords. The riflemen took their positions. They couldn't be stopped. As they reached the top, a lone cannon ball hurled towards them, eventually killing the flag bearer. Ronald readied his men. "FIRE!" he said. They began to unload in a matter of seconds onto the unsuspecting Burger Kings. But they were no match. The horses and bayonets were charging after them. Ronald heard one of his men shout "Fall Back!" They would not be retreating. Not now. Not when they've come so close. Then, what seemed like a miracle, reinforcements approached. Hours upon hours the soldiers fought in the cold wind, until finally, The King's army was victorious.