บท 169: Mess

*Clank* *Clank* The resounding clash between Desmond's impenetrable barrier and the rain of arrows reverberated through the air, creating a cacophony that assaulted the eardrums of all who bore witness. The sharp, shattering sound amplified the tension of the moment, sending a shiver down the spines of those nearby.

Desmond, standing tall amidst the chaos, observed the unfolding spectacle with a furrowed brow. His expression spoke volumes of disapproval, disappointed by the demeanor displayed by the royal soldiers. Instead of taking the initiative to safeguard the carriages, they recklessly surged forward, forming an impenetrable turtle wall formation.

Shield after shield rose in unison, creating an impervious shield wall that mimicked the impenetrability of turtles' shells. No gap remained for the arrows to find their mark, frustrating the enemy archers who sought to harm them.