There was not much planning or schemes in place. The plebeians charged straight at Viscount Ferdinand's house.
There was nothing shameful for a noble than running away with his tail in between his legs. Even if Viscount Ferdinand knew he was outnumbered, he had to fight. He had taken the noble status, and was obliged to stay strong in every perilous situation.
The leader divided the group into three parts. One was supposed to charge head-on and the other was supposed to sneak attack. The third group was meant to kill people who were trying to escape.
Viscount Ferdinand was prepared for the onslaught. An army was waiting to test the sharpness of their spears.
The moment the army saw the plebeians, they attacked without hesitation. A battle erupted between the two sides, and while busy, the assassin group crept up on the noble house from the dark.
