"Stop them!"
At the command of the wall's commander, a rain of arrows darkened the sky.
Most were aimed at Ghislain, but some targeted the area just below the wall, meant to prevent others from climbing up.
"Ughhh!"
Count Valesant recoiled in fear, clutching his head and crouching down. But the disaster he feared never came.
Bang! Tatatatatang!
The mercenaries huddled together, raising their shields to block the arrows. Thanks to enduring Ghislain’s hellish training, they moved with the discipline of a regular army.
