I even felt my blood boiling from excitement. "Hahaha, this is like old days, old good days, hahaha," I laughed while my spear never stopped killing and my army never stopped shouting.
The battle was brutal, yet with the constant throw of rocks, no more Tesakos came to replace the fallen.
In half an hour we managed to crush at least ten thousand Tesakos and we lost almost half of that toll. As for the distant army, the rocks kept smashing many without mercy, and no one managed to escape the scope of my army attacks.
"Retreat and throw rocks," I shouted, as forcing my way now wasn't the wisest thing to do.
As I retreated back to the hill, I realized how right this decision was. Those flying monsters gained more numbers and were preparing to head towards us to aid those on the ground.
