The pitch-black night gradually fell. Sporadic torches lit up atop the distant stockade walls, and occasionally five or six moving torches passed along them before quickly disappearing. Suddenly, a commotion broke out on the walls. By the firelight, faint figures could be seen constantly flashing into view. Sordil knew they had to be changing shifts, which meant the time for them to act had arrived.
"Adjutant, notify everyone to prepare to move!"
"Yes!"
Sordil stared unblinkingly at the shifting figures on the stockade walls, waiting for the best opportunity to strike. Meanwhile, the adjutant had already relayed Sordil's orders. The men, who had been listless moments ago, immediately perked up and tightly gripped the hilts of the swords at their waists. Once the figures on the walls had completely settled down, Sordil knew his chance had come.
"All of you, listen up. Once a bright light appears on the stockade walls, First Squadron will break down the gate, Second Squadron will prepare to charge, and Third and Fourth Squadrons will deal with the enemies on the walls!"
Although no one knew what the voice that had suddenly appeared in their minds was, all they needed to know was that it was their Commander's order. Everyone began eagerly preparing to prove themselves. After all, before coming here, the Commander had said that the benefits each person received this time would be determined by the number of enemies they killed. The more enemies they killed, the more they would get.
Radiance Aurora
"Ahh!"
A brilliant white light flashed across the stockade walls, and the dozen or so guards atop them instantly covered their eyes and cried out. At that moment, waves of arrows flew from the grass in front of the stockade. Figures screamed as they fell from the walls one after