All manner of thrown weapons flew out first from the charging Sauron ranks like a swarm of locusts, screaming through the air in deadly arcs as they crashed down upon Carnford's breastwork and the troops behind it!
"Clang! Clang! Thunk!"
The sharp ringing of metal strikes and the dull sounds of flesh being hit rang out endlessly across the position. Carnford soldiers were struck from time to time by incoming heavy weapons. Even with the protection of captured armor, the immense impact was enough to break bones, inflict internal injuries, or even crush helmets flat and kill their wearers on the spot.
Outside the breastwork, the ground was instantly flooded with savage-faced Sauron heavy infantry clad in bloodstained armor!
Howling, they slammed their shields against the breastwork, trying to knock it down, or simply scrambled up it with their bare hands! In an instant, a dense sea of heads surged along the wall's crest. The soldiers on both sides were nearly face-to-face, able to see the frenzied bloodshot veins in one another's eyes and feel the hot breath they spat.
"Hold the line! Thrust!"
Carnford's defenses had fallen into their most severe trial since the battle began!
After firing one last volley at point-blank range, the Musketeers in the front ranks had no time to reload. They immediately used their spent Flintlock Rifles as short spears, or seized the bloodstained captured Sauron spears scattered on the ground, wildly stabbing and thrusting at the black figures trying to climb over from beyond the wall!
The Musketeers in the rear ranks searched for openings through the gaps between bodies. Whenever they saw a Sauron soldier raise his head beyond the wall, they pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang! Squelch! Aah—!"
The screams along the battle line instantly reached a new peak. The