Answer:
I follow the orders of only two. I respect the work of only two. I am in constant battles with many, Though one surpassed them all. With forces joined, We created hell, Until our mutual enemy fell. Who am I?
I am the yellow hem of the sea's blue skirt.
The more holes you cover the lower it goes.
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.