![]() He jerked backwards and nearly lost his footing. They probably think we’re just content to hold our ground.Ī sudden thwack of an arrow bouncing off of the shield of the soldier next to him startled him. And why would they? They outnumber us greatly. They did not appear concerned at all about the possibility of the Greystone and Vinum soldiers charging out from within the safety of their fort. Mostly they stood apart in large clusters and cheered before running closer to throw their javelins. The one thing he did notice is that the barbarians only loosely formed up in ranks. It was difficult to tell if anything significant was going on and there were no banners to indicate the presence of the barbarian prince. Whenever he got the chance to look out over his shield without feeling like he was going to take an arrow to the face, he scanned the barbarian line for any sign of their enemy’s leader. Even though the skirmishing was going well for them, Kaewyn knew that victory was out of their reach unless they took out Prince Odabek. From their position up on high, their bows easily outranged their barbarian counterparts and each volley paid them back threefold. The allied archers loosed their arrows on them, returning the barbarian’s intended mischief with interest. Bowstrings thrummed behind him from up on the wooden platforms above whenever the enemy skirmishers came within range to hurl their projectiles. With their backs to the fort and barbarian army in front of them, Kaewyn, General Alaric, Yohren, and their soldiers stood in a defensive formation with their shields raised. ![]() Despite the frustration of the men clear to him, he bit his lip and held back from giving the order to charge. The luckiest that were hit, the ones who still lived, were dragged back into the fort to receive treatment. A man would be hit and go down with a sickening shriek as his fellow soldiers closed ranks and shielded him from further harm. Every minute, one of Kaewyn’s soldiers fell victim to the never-ending barrage of projectiles. Their sharpened points fell upon their victims and mercilessly embedded themselves into whatever was unlucky enough to get in their way. Dozens of javelins, arrows and rocks rained down from the sky, smashing into shields, armour and sometimes flesh.
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