The Herder cavalry were indeed few in number, but the disorganized spearmen and musketeers were unable to protect each other's backs and flanks, facing the cavalry was almost a one-sided slaughter.
"This won't do," Winters approached the lieutenant colonel, "I'll take some men to charge."
Jeska understood what Winters meant; at this rate, they simply couldn't rally many troops.
A stalemate was no solution either; they needed to defend and counterattack. The hastily assembled wagon fort, lacking any supplies or reserves, was sure to break first.
The one-eyed lieutenant colonel gave the second lieutenant a deep look and nodded, "Don't charge too far, come back when you hear the signal shot."
Winters grabbed a long spear and leaped onto the saddle.
Looking at the faces of the twenty or so Dusack in the wagon fort, he instructed as calmly as possible, "Don't be scared, follow me."
