The hazy darkness of night shrouded the land, but piercing screams and chaotic roars shattered its peace.
Shouts filled every corner of Hammerfall, a town of tens of thousands. Chaos-that was the state Hammerfall had been plunged into.
A few hundred attackers charging into a town of tens of thousands could only have a limited impact. But as reinforcements poured in without end, the battle erupted in earnest.
"Hammerfall is finished," Baron Ailiboxu said, standing beside Rex.
Yes, Hammerfall was finished, just as Baron Ailiboxu had said. Although the vanguard of this surprise attack numbered only a few thousand, routing tens of thousands in a night raid was no problem at all.
The Gnolls of Hammerfall had been utterly stunned by the attack. From beginning to end, they never managed to react, remaining on the receiving end throughout. Rex's special preparations for this night raid had already paid off.
After eliminating the enemies at Hammerfall's gates, the attackers immediately headed for the Wolf Fang Tribe's Chieftain to carry out the decapitation strike. The moment the Chieftain died beneath Ashbringer, the night raid's plan had been executed to perfection.
Already thrown into helpless panic by the night attack, they were now left without a leader as well. The final outcome was easy to imagine.
"Orys, go tell Vorgan to spare anyone who surrenders." Rex waved Orys away. Gnolls had a powerful bloodlust. Without some restraint, Vorgan and his followers might end up slaughtering half the Gnolls in Hammerfall.
"Where is our next target?" Rex asked.
"The Wild Wolf Tribe," Baron Ailiboxu answered immediately. He was well aware of their objectives on this expedition from Lordaeron City.
"I'll leave them to you," Rex told Baron Ailiboxu after a moment's thought. He paused, then continued, "Of all the Gnoll tribes in the Arathi