Recently I made a thread called "Minecraft: The Art of War (not a repost), which was going to detail all the tips I have to waging wars in Multiplayer Minecraft. Sadly, people just... didn't seem at all interested.
And in a way, I can understand why. Serious Minecraft wars aren't really a well-known topic and aren't the kind of things you hear about much - other than the Rusher War of 2b2t and other such exceptions.
What I thought instead might interest some of you are my stories. Even though my account on this forum is VERY new, I've been fighting wars in Minecraft for about 6 years, and as such have some pretty interesting stories to tell. Today, I want to tell you a story about my first major battle. It took place in late 2014, and up until this point I'd only been fighting in skirmishes, max 5 people each side. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's get into the story.
My First Battle
The year was 2014, and the month was September (I think, maybe October). I was playing on a factions server which has long since shut down – a server called FactionFighting. I was a member of a community that lived in some pretty cool mountains, although my memory might be making them seem grander than they actually were.
We had some enemies, whose central base was in a nearby desert. We were fighting at the border of our territories a lot, which led to the skirmishes mentioned in the introduction. I was getting to grips with fighting, but so far I had been on the winning side. Looking back, this was because I had very skilled companions, but I thought it was me winning the battles at the time.
Then, our general made the biggest mistake of his life and promoted me to be a Captain.
This, naturally, went to my head. I’m a bit ashamed of it, but it’s part of the story. Anyway, I loved my new rank, and I was even more excited when I was given a solo mission: to raid the enemy’s main base in the night and to steal their armour, weapons, and resources. This was a pretty big part of fighting back then. Now, a lot of wars have become more about open-battle strategy, but back then it was a lot more raid-based than you might think.
The day (or should I say night) of the raid was coming up. As the leader of eight other players, I tried to keep calm but got very nervous. I knew, deep down, that I was still a newbie, that my outward confidence didn’t really go very far. The attack was in my hands, which I knew were less than capable.
I thought about how we could go unnoticed, right into enemy territory – even when I was a rookie, it was obvious that this mission was all about stealth. I decided that invisibility potions were our best bet – but there was a problem. Earlier in the month, our enemies had disabled our nether portals, which meant obtaining ghast tears wasn’t going to be easy. This was back in the days before we really knew about building portals with buckets, and we didn’t have many mines to get obsidian. I turned to an old friend who lived close by. He was a bit of a hermit and frankly a bit annoying, but he agreed to give us the ghast tears, provided we gave him some iron in return (which we didn’t have a lot of, remember what I said about our side’s lack of mines). We agreed and did the trade.
I set to work brewing the potions with the last of our blaze powder supply, and got ready to brief my eight companions. More or less what I said was “We have to be secretive and stealthy here. We aren’t looking to kill. Don’t screw up my first mission.” How ironic that I was the one that doomed this mission right from the beginning.
We set off the next Minecraft night, without armour (it would make the invis potions useless). We each had an enchanted iron (or in my case as leader, diamond) sword, an axe to break chests, and two enderpearls. The only other thing we had were some firework rockets, which, if our secrecy failed, we could use to alert the other members.
It wasn’t long before we had reached their base. There were a few guards online, but other than them no-one was around. We splashed the invis and went in. The nature of their wall made it easy to tunnel in unnoticed (the top of their walls stuck out by two blocks, blocking all views of what was directly below them. We tunneled through their walls, and just as we reached the other side, a noteblock alarm sounded.
Now it’s hard to describe this to someone who hasn’t been in any wars earlier than 2016, but in 2014, the idea of noteblock alarms wasn’t really a thing at all. We were scared senseless, and the guards began to move towards where we were invisible. The potions only lasted three minutes, so we had to be quick. Crouching and invisible, we edged around the inside of the wall until we were facing the door to the inner complex – where their storage was. We needed to get in, but the door was iron and pressure plated, so it would be a dead giveaway if we went in. I messaged my troops and told them I was going up to the wall to get a better view of the situation. This was unnecessary really, but I was trying to be professional.
There was a ladder close by. Now this was where the chaos began. Ladders are actually very noisy, both now and in 2014. The guards were only five blocks away, and straight away they heard someone going up the ladder. Now when they all turned towards where I was climbing, my first thought was “if they know where I am, my invis must have run out!” This was where I made my fatal mistake. In my panic, I didn’t think to go into F5 mode and check first.
So instead, I launched my firework rocket into the air. All my friends heard it, remembered what we had agreed on, and sprang forward to attack the guards. I realized then what I had done – I saw that we were still invis, and that I had blown our secrecy by being a dunce. Now, I knew I just had to throw myself into the fight and hope for the best.
And just as I started tackling a guard in full iron, I realised we were going to lose this fight. Why? Because we didn’t have armour. Because we were planning to be completely unnoticed, we hadn’t taken armour due the fact that it would ruin the effect of the invis potions. The guards must have messaged their friends somehow (discord wasn’t around then), because all of a sudden three tanky juggernauts logged in and joined the fight. Without armour, of course, we were dead, and we were massacred.
The whole ordeal, from me climbing the ladder to dying, had taken less than a minute. That just goes to show that in war, a heck of a lot can happen in a minute.
We lost the battle, and our minimal gear had been taken. The enemies were now angry, and so was my leader. I got a pretty stern word when we respawned at base. I wasn’t demoted somehow, but I was truly ashamed. This battle, while a loss, was what forced me to grow up as a fighter. War in Minecraft is the kind of thing most people fantasize about and plan with their friends, but a lot of people don’t know that it is a very real thing, and that sometimes, in the middle of battle, the enemy is you.
This battle wasn’t the end of the war, however. The enemy soon realised what had happened (or at least got the general gist of it), and we were the laughing stock of the server. But, in a funny way, that awful mistake won us the war.
The enemy had gotten cocky, and I now knew how they felt. I now knew that they would be overconfident. That they would attack soon, and carelessly.
This was was not over. But that is a story for another time…