Watching the battle in the valley, Magnus could hardly see what was happening, but could tell that it was a slaughter. Behind him, a thousand set up camp along the large plain, trying to drown out the noise of battle as they slept.
"It is a cruel tactic, Cousin," Cassius said coldly, but didn't oppose what Magnus wanted. The fort in the valley was just too annoying to assault without major sacrifice.
"Can you lead the assault in the morning?" Magnus asked, not paying attention to Cassius' complaints. His plan was to assault at night and not give Octavius a moment's rest. When the morning came, he would assault with the bulk of his force. Sure, hundreds would die in the attack at night, but it was the only way he could think.
"Yeah. But if you wish to keep them tired, we will need to sacrifice more." Magnus thought about it for a second and nodded.
