Chapter 4

Five days pass by in a flash and the drum of war can be heard not far in the distance.

"Battle formation!! get to your station now!" roared a dwarvin officer.

"Get those throwing axe up the wall!!"

"Pull them ballista forward!"

Screams and shout are everywhere within the city as the remaining garrison troops are rushing to prepare for battle. A volunteer force of 10,000 civilian soldiers have also join in on the battle. All of this was surprisingly to buy time for the city to evacuate.

After the group separated five days ago, Logan met with his old friend who is currently in charge of the city military force and managed to convince him to evacuate the city.

Luckily, dwarves love to make their city inside the mountain. This prevents the enemy from encircling the whole city. With escape route already prepared when the city was built.

Standing on the city walls, Ironfists and his group is fully dress up for battle.

"How long you think we will be able to hold them back?"

"An hour if we are lucky, look around you. Only 5,000 soldiers with everyone else being civilians who never shed blood on the battlefield before."

"Yeah....since the report came from our scouts saying that both armies have around 50,000 soldiers each with a whopping total of 100,000."

What they said hold truth to it as Ironfists look at the civilians soldier faces that is pale as a sheet of white paper. Their hands that is holding the weapons are unusually sweaty and there legs continue to shake under the fear of death. With this kind of morale, it be surprising if they can hold the walls and gate for 10 minutes.

Although he have to adjust his plans a bit after being informed by Logan that they will be evacuating the entire city and not just the group. It didn't affect him much but the thought of fighting in his very first battle cause some nervousness to arise in his heart. But it was soon suppressed with the experience and skill that he inherited from the old Ironfists.

"Here they come..." said Ironfists as he saw a black mass approaching from the distance.

Boom! boom! boom!

The loud noises of their drum stir the hearts of all the defenders.

It didn't take long for them to reach the city as their armies wasted no time to lay siege. As large amount of iron ladders and siege towers was used to attack the city walls. While a huge battering ram is being pushed towards the city gate.

"Remember the plan everyone, as soon as the walls or gate is breach. You must retreat to the designated escape route." said Logan as he brandish his weapon.

Nodding their heads, the group soon split up and went to their unit.

Making his way over to the wall on the east side, Ironfists met up with his unit consisting of 112 dwarvin footman. When they saw him, everyone sigh a breath of relief. This past couple of days, he haven't shown up at the barrack so they have imagine the worse.

Looking at his men, Ironfists was at a lost of what to do but he can't just stare at them. Taking a deep breath and thought about all of those war speeches that he had listen to back then.

"Men of iron! I am amongst you at this time, not as for my recreation or sport, but being resolved, in the midst and heat of the battle, to live or die amongst you all; to lay down, for my king, and for my kingdom, and for my people, my honor and my blood!"

"Ironfists! Ironfists! Ironfists!"

"Shall we allow our audacious enemies to violate with impunity the territory of the kingdom?"

"NEVER!!!"

"Will you permit the army to escape which has carried terror into your families?"

"NO!!!!"

"Stand tall, then, to meet them. Tear from their brows the laurels they has won. Teach the world that a malediction attends those that violate the territory of our great people. The result of our efforts will be unclouded glory, and a durable peace!"

"Waaaahhhhh!!!!"

Although it is his first time delivering a speech, the affect was enormous as the unit morale soar into the sky. Thanks to those general inspirational speeches from earth.

Right at that moment...

Clink! clink! clink!

The sound of ladders touching the stone wall vibrated through the surrounding signaling the start of a massacre.

Waiting patiently next to a ladder, Ironfists grip his battle axe tightly. As a orc head soon come into view, stealing his resolve. He hack down towards the enemy head and splitting it into two with blood splattering all over his face.

Breathing heavily, he repeated the process over and over again to the point that his arm became numb. However, the enemy is climbing up faster then he can kill. Resulting in the enemy successfully stepping onto the city wall. The situation is being repeated all over the place.

"Kill them! don't let the enemy create a foothold on the walls!"

"Piss off you ugly midgets!"

"Who are you calling ugly!? look at yourself!"

As the battle intensified, Ironfists situation became dangerous.

'Huff..huff..there's to many of them.' thought Ironfists as he trying to catch his breath.

"Die you rock lovers!"

Clank!

Blocking an attack from the orc in front of him, Ironfists exert strength and push the enemy back.

"You can go and die yourself!"

Whoooosh

Swinging his battle axe at the enemy legs and chopping them right off.

"Haaaaa!"

Bam!

Giving a last swing down onto the enemy head to finish him off.

Taking this opportunity to look around, Ironfists can see that they are being overwhelmed by the orcs. And it's has only been 20 minutes since the battle started. A lot of his men have also fallen to the orcs bloody sword.

Knowing that now is time to leave, Ironfists yelled loudly "Retreat!!!"

Hearing the order to retreat, everyone begin to ran towards the designated escape route.