It didn’t seem like the soldiers were going to risk coming out to chase the orcs. Wise of them to hide behind their walls but it’ll only be a matter of time before the orcs can get pass their defenses. But before Malakaus could go for another run, a couple of the foot soldiers charged out from the woods to attack some of the soldiers busy with a siege tower. Malakaus sure cursed his lucky; those fools know that they weren’t suppose to charge until he gave them the signal! 

The orcish warriors at least had the ah fly to not shout their battlecry out u til they had already stared attacking the humans, surprising them and getting a few kills. However their surprise attack quickly turned for the worse. Before the orcs were able to send the soldiers running because none were prepared for battle, but this time they were ready. Even after they lost a few of their own, they attacked the orcs with their superior numbers. Even the veteran warriors were quickly stopped as pokes skewered their limbs and legs, and swords hacked their bodies apart. This caused the younger warriors to lose moral seeing the more experienced and powerful warriors quickly cut down. They were about to break and flee when suddenly the siege tower was smashed apart by a large boulder.

An eagle screech cut through the night. Malakaus didn’t want to have to do this before his men softened up the enemy, but no plan survives first contact. At least Torkin’s aim was true. The boulder sent wood and body parts scattering around the soldiers as Malakaus sent a barrage of arrows to kill the men. He didn’t care if he struck his own orcs; he had gave them explicate orders to wait for his command and the fact they broke it made them traitors in his eyes.

As Malakaus and his archers rained arrows upon the soldiers he blew another horn that emulated a wolf’s howl. [i]This[/i] was the signal they needed to hear to start charging. As the arrows tore through the mercenaries Malakaus lead a charge into the camp itself. He sent a few boar riders as a distraction to draw crossbow fire, losing one of the boars in the process. But as the crossbowmen would be reloading Malakaus and his riders charged the rear walls, shaking the defenses with the sound of their hooves and the shock from their arrows.

The palisades couldn’t withstand the strength of an orcish Calvary charge and soon the walls came tumbling down. The Karsusian mercenaries would barely have time to react as Malakaus and his warriors cut them down with their blades and spears, grumbling anyone they could personally kill underneath their pigs. By now Malakaus could also see the catapults shooting rocks into the city, so Malakaus blew his eagle horn again to signal Torkin to change his targets. All the while the orc footsoldiers poured in from the forest to finish the job at the other siege tower, using their own numbers and sheer aggression to crush any resistance.

Malakaus would need to meet up with his infantry soon, to avoid friendly fire from the Warwolf. He had his men throw oil around the tents and set fire in order to create further chaos and get the soldiers off their tail, allowing them to join up with the infantry and assist them in killing any soldier who could pick a fight.