"Hmph! Does he think he can stop us?"
The Commander didn't waste any words, signaling the troops to accelerate forward, as there was no need to conserve energy for the remaining distance.
The pace of the advance quickened, and within the ranks, twenty artillery pieces were gradually pulled into position by the horses, poised to face the front of the walls.
"Last chance, the Lord mercifully wishes to avoid bloodshed. Surrender now and you'll live; otherwise, the bullets won't show mercy!"
"Have your Lord get out! This is my territory, you are the invaders!"
The Knight was naturally unwilling to retreat in the slightest, because upon moving closer, he realized that the soldiers mostly weren't wearing armor, making it difficult to defend against arrows.
Daring to approach, the archers from elevated positions would shoot downward, intending to fill this place with your corpses if you tried to breach it.
