When a large breach was smashed into the city gate, the Senior Infantry poured through seamlessly. They streamed in one after another, instantly filling the passageway behind the gate.
They showed no signs of panic. Compared to the main gate, the inner gate was much more fragile.
The Senior Infantry set to work with hammers, mallets, axes, and even staves. All sorts of tools swung in their hands, producing powerful, clanging sounds.
In just over ten seconds, they broke through the inner gate. Wood splinters and stone fragments flew everywhere as the gate collapsed with a crash.
They saw the enemy, arrayed in formation but in truth, trembling with fear.
These enemies had originally thought the city gate was impregnable and could hold off the attack, but they never expected it to be breached so easily.
'Shouldn't it have at least held out for a while longer?' Their hands trembled, and a chill ran through their limbs.
