"Very Well" Rylen called, and galloped back toward his lines with an arm in the air. With a nod from the Lord, he cried out "Forward!" and waved his hand down to signal the time for advance. The soldiers marched forward, as did the siege engines. The lines that moved forward were rough, with shields up to deflect arrow fire. Perhaps an arrow or two would make it to the siege engines, but they were created to have bits of shields welded to them to deflect incoming missiles at the men who were manning the machines. 

Still, the soldiers up front who were holding their shields up to deflect missile fire were as much as distraction from the siege engines as they were closer to the fort to be able to charge once there was a breach. "Come on!" the huge Kerler called, hefting his hammer,  obviously itching to charge forward into the castle. Rylen sat stone faced as the mangonels began to rain stones at a section of the wall left to the gate. The rocks hurled there cracked against the set stone, causing small dents in the structure. It would only take time for it to break. 
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