Din!
The first formation line docked quietly, with everyone jumping down the many string ropes onto the docks.
Backs arched, they reached for their weapons while hastily running towards the sandy shores.
3 minutes tops.
Everyone was out.
And the ships in the first formation line sailed sideways, giving room for the next formation line to dock.
Below, a few were waving frantically.
"Hurry...Hurry... Hurry!"
Their hushed voices bellowed.
And at the center of some ships, the men pulled open a massive wooden trap door, also taking out the metal covering underneath it. This hole led straight down to the floor where all heavy weapons were stored
Below, several men had tied ropes to the ends of the Siege Ballistas.
'Pull! Pull! Pull!...'
No one said a word, letting their muscles do the talking.
