Chiliarch Alaric sat on the ground, silently staring at the nearby Bridgehead Fortress.
One after another, Herder warriors climbed over the camp walls and disappeared from view.
No one knew what was happening on the other side of the low earthen wall, they could only see puffs of gunsmoke rising and the only sounds reaching their ears were the piercing screams and wails.
A few blood-covered Herders crawled out from within the walls, and others by the trench began to run back, a defeated Tulu among them.
Alaric waved his hand, and another Tulu ran towards The Styx, yelling as he went.
Behind Haug Koda, more than a hundred heavily armored Herder warriors likewise sat on the ground.
They were gathering their energy, waiting to strike the final blow.
...
The desperation of the Paratu People inside the West Camp grew.
The savage Herd Barbarians piled corpses to climb the walls, eight centurions took turns in the fight, not giving the defenders any chance to breathe.