From the city of Dale, Bilbo heard the horn. "Thorin." he muttered to himself. As he stood one of the near walls...he saw Saeril fly into battle with Kili on her shoulders...and the Dwarves of Erebor charge into battle.

"For Erebor and the Sons of Durin!" Kili yelled out, before giving battle cries of his own. As he unsheathed his own sword.
"For Erebor!" Thorin and his group yelled out, as they run into battle. Thorin drew out his sword and started to slash his way through the enemy of Orcs that went to attack. Kili kept a good grip on Saeril as she flew into battle...moving with her, as he kept a perfect balance with her. A few orcs were dazed seeing the Dwarf on top of the flying elf...his sword slashing through the army of Ocs.
Watching the scene from Dale, Bilbo watched the Dwarves. "The Dwarves...they're rallying." he breathed out.