Aweit furrowed his brows, looking at the enemy fiercely charging in and ordered again.
Immediately, the Longbow Guards swiftly retreated, moving up the hill; they stopped shooting, trying to regain their arm strength.
Meanwhile, four Samurai battalions pounced from the mountain, raising shields and wielding clubs, crashing into the oncoming foreign Mercenaries. In an instant, weapons and shields intertwined, war cries and roars resonated together.
These wild warriors, with disheveled hair and chaotic weapons, were ferociously fierce. They barely defended but swung their Stone Axes and War Clubs, attacking with a disregard for their lives.