Ember Ridge Outskirts City.
Mayor Eldric, Commander Alex, and their army have arrived in Ember Ridge Barony, and have already taken over several villages in the Barony of Ember Ridge.
Ember Ridge Outskirts City, once a bustling hub of trade and commerce, now stood at the forefront of an imminent invasion. The air was thick with tension as Mayor Eldric, Commander Alex, and their Pinnacle Republic army descended upon the outskirts of Ember Ridge Barony. The city, caught off guard by the sudden invasion, witnessed the swift takeover of several villages in its vicinity.
As the Pinnacle Republic forces advanced, citizens of Ember Ridge Outskirts City hurriedly gathered their belongings, seeking refuge within the city walls. Fear and uncertainty gripped the populace as news of the invaders' approach spread like wildfire.
The Pinnacle Republic forces, under the command of Mayor Eldric and Commander Alex, quickly organized their siege equipment outside Ember Ridge Outskirts City. A large iron tube filled with the magical runic figure of the Arcane Thundercaster, a powerful magical cannon capable of devastating destruction.
Commander Alex, a seasoned military leader with a calculating gaze, directed his soldiers with precision. "Soldier! Prepare the Arcane Thundercaster. We shall make a decisive strike on the city wall. Once it crumbles, Ember Ridge Outskirts City will be at our mercy."
The soldiers scrambled to follow the orders, wheeling the Arcane Thundercaster into position. The magical energies emanating from the cannon glowed with an otherworldly intensity, a testament to the advanced magical technology employed by the Pinnacle Republic.
"Aim!"
The soldiers aimed the Arcane Thundercaster towards the towering city walls of Ember Ridge Outskirts City. The citizens, peering out from behind the safety of their homes and shelters, watched with a mix of dread and defiance as the formidable weapon took aim.
"Fire!" commanded Commander Alex.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the Arcane Thundercaster discharged its magical energy. A brilliant burst of energy surged from the cannon, hurtling towards the city walls with tremendous force. The impact was powerful, causing a section of the fortified wall to crumble, sending debris cascading down.
Amid the chaos, Baron Rothwell, his military advisors, and a contingent of soldiers rushed to the breached section of the city wall. They sought to organize a defense against the impending onslaught from Mayor Eldric, Commander Alex, and the Pinnacle Republic forces.
"Ready the archers! Reinforce the defenses! We cannot allow them to breach further into the city!" bellowed Baron Rothwell, his voice cutting through the sounds of destruction and panic.
Archers took their positions on the remaining sections of the city wall, preparing to unleash a volley of arrows upon the invaders. Blacksmiths and craftsmen hastily worked to repair the breached wall, reinforcing it with makeshift barricades to buy more time.
The citizens, though frightened, displayed resilience as they assisted in the defense efforts. Some prepared boiling oil to be poured upon the invaders, while others gathered stones and debris to hurl at the approaching forces.
Mayor Eldric, observing the chaos from a distance, smirked with satisfaction. "Ember Ridge Barony will fall swiftly before the might of the Pinnacle Republic. Commander Alex, press the attack! Break their spirits and seize control of the city!"
"Let the mercenary attack first." Commander Alex orders the mercenary as cannon fodder.
The mercenary, clad in rugged armor and armed with a formidable weapon, stepped forward at Commander Alex's command. His role was clear – to serve as the frontline, absorbing the initial brunt of the defenders' resistance. With a nod, the mercenary acknowledged the order and advanced towards Ember Ridge Outskirts City, leading the charge.
As the mercenary approached, arrows from the defending archers rained down upon him. His armor, a mix of leather and metal plates, provided some protection, but the arrows found their marks, causing him to stagger. Undeterred, he pressed on, acting as a living shield for the Pinnacle Republic forces behind him.
"Argh!"
"Forward!"
"Kill!"
"Hahaha"
The mercenary, undeterred by the hail of arrows, continued his relentless advance towards Ember Ridge Outskirts City. The defenders, realizing the need to confront this formidable adversary, braced themselves for the impending clash.
As the mercenary breached the breached city wall, defenders engaged him in close combat. Swords clashed, and the air echoed with the sounds of battle. The mercenary fought with ruthless efficiency, cutting through the defenders with a display of martial prowess.
"Help!"
"I don't want to die!"
"Mercy!"
Baron Rothwell, witnessing the devastating impact of the mercenary's onslaught on his soldiers, made a swift and difficult decision.
"Retreat!" he commanded, his voice carrying a tone of urgency.
The order to retreat echoed through the chaotic battlefield as Baron Rothwell recognized the overwhelming force brought by Mayor Eldric, Commander Alex, and their Pinnacle Republic army.
Ember Ridge Outskirts City found itself in the clutches of Mayor Eldric, Commander Alex, and the Pinnacle Republic forces. The outer defenses had been breached, and the citizens, soldiers, and their leaders faced the grim reality of an imminent siege on the inner city.
As the invaders pressed forward, Mayor Eldric reveled in his triumph, proclaiming, "The outer city is ours, now we will besiege the inner city and reduce it to dust." His words echoed through the somber air, sending a chill down the spines of the remaining defenders.
Commander Alex, now positioned at the forefront of the Pinnacle Republic forces, surveyed the captured territory with a stern gaze.
"Prepare the Arcane Thundercaster. We will not allow them a moment's rest. Ember Ridge Outskirts City will fall, and the might of Pinnacle Republic will prevail."
As the Pinnacle Republic forces tightened their grip on Ember Ridge Outskirts City, Baron Rothwell and his remaining defenders retreated to the inner city desperately.
Within the inner walls of Ember Ridge Outskirts City, Baron Rothwell gathered his remaining defenders, military advisors, and concerned citizens.
"As you can see, we cannot win this battle."
"James, I need you to take the citizen to the tunnel that leads to the forest outside." Baron Rothwell orders his son to leave Ember Ridge.