At once, what seemed to have been four innocuous-looking trees soon shot out their branches, and began bulling through the enemy's flanks from both sides. Already, it was a ravaging display, enough to put a good few dozen men in the grave. It was made all the worse by the cavalry coming from the front.
The Stone Hands hit with all the force that they'd been famed for under General Ruddock, and then some. They scattered men like leaves in the wind, leaving them screaming from across the length of the valley.
Attack on three sides, the enemy seemed done already. Northy said as much. "Damn it… I was hoping to test some things out myself, but it seems like this one's already over."
"Indeed…" Harland agreed with barely concealed disappointment.
"What's all this Commander? We not getting the order yet? I'm sure it's been more than five minutes," Silverfish said, impatiently walking his horse back and forth.
