With the coming of dawn, the labours of the night were revealed to have borne fruit, and the men from either side stood ready and waiting once more. Behind the rows of tents, Matsudaira's siege machines were completed, still hidden, waiting for the moment in which they would be revealed grandly.
A portion of his men were rather tired indeed, but a single sleepless night was not something that could disturb the mind of soldiers as experienced as they.
Already in the tunnels work was beginning once more, as shovels were plunged into the earth, and pickaxes were drawn out to deal with the more stubborn bits of stone that sprung up every now and then.
Even the feel of the air was different today. Both sides could feel a new tension. They had contracted the muscles of war, and were preparing to release everything that they had in store on their opponent.