Today I witnessed the greatest battle in my lifetime so far.  There was a great meeting between the forces of King Duncan and the rebels lead by Mcdonald. The fight was a good one and hard to interpret the upper hand. The advantage swayed from the national army and the rebels.  It was then I saw him. Macbeth. He was the biggest, bravest Scotsman I’ve seen. He came welding his thin blade of valour. As the war waged on the leader of the rebels came to fight and he challenged Macbeth to a one on one battle. Of course this was after Macbeth had slain the rebels and created a direct path to Mcdonald.  In the fight Macbeth had completely dominated their leader.  He killed him so gruesomely.  Macbeth took his blade and sliced Mcdonald from his belly to his jaw. After the loss of their leader the rebels retreated with King Duncan and his forces giving chase.

We thought the battle was over but actually it was just the beginning of a full out war. Macbeth and his men were still cheering on, little did they know a Norwegian Lord came to the rebels aid and started a fresh attack on Macbeth and all of the army. The surprise attack took its toll however that would not silence the silenced blade of Macbeth. This time round Macbeth had to share his glory with Banquo. Although in reality Macbeth did all the work.  Anyway the two one the battle for King Duncan.