Ethan's order was heard by every unit of the combined forces. It spread like a ripple across the battlefield, carried by messengers, signal flares, and amplified voices.
The commanders of each unit reacted instantly. Without hesitation, they relayed the command to their city soldiers, ordering them to advance.
Twenty five thousand city soldiers from the combined forces raised their weapons in unison, all of them aiming toward the enemy city ahead.
The sheer scale of the movement caused the ground to tremble faintly.
Spears gleamed under the light of the burning sky, shields locked into formation, and swords slid from their scabbards with sharp metallic sounds.
The western gate of the city had already been breached.
Massive stone slabs lay shattered across the ground, twisted iron reinforcements bent like paper.
Dust still lingered in the air, evidence of the overwhelming force that had torn the gate apart.
