It all hinged on the intelligence of my minions and the foolishness of Alexander. If he panicked and sent his army to their doom, it would mark the beginning of the end for the twin cities. My minions had taken their positions, and now they waited patiently for my signal to march forward and claim the souls of their enemies.
As the sun began to set on the horizon, I received a report from one of my intelligence variants that the enemy was approaching. Without hesitation, I issued the order to send my magic minions and archers to the top of the gap between the mountains. I also dispatched a couple of brute force minions at stage 2 to join them. The goal was to allow the enemy army to pass through the gap, and once they were inside, the brute force minions would hurl large rocks down upon them.
