In that battle, Mayeux had finally confirmed what he had always believed. The Yan has grown weak.
Or maybe, they were never strong in the first place. Luck and circumstances favour them at that time, and now, it favours the Steppe tribes
Skirmishes erupted along the Wall perimeter as small raiding parties launched hit-and-run attacks.
The clash of steel and arrows filled the air, and it didn't take long for the defenders to respond.
They believed a significant force was descending upon them.
It was at this time that Mayeux make sure that they did not let up
Intensity the attack
And so, the warrior under him intensified their provocations, sending a storm of arrows and projectiles over the Wall defences.
Drums beat like a thunderous heart, and horns blared like a chorus of war cries. It seemed as if the Steppe warriors were an unrelenting tempest, an unstoppable force.
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