Fourth year/Eastern front

Over on the eastern flank of Galicia, the war was progressing much smother with the final preparations for the attack on the border city of Yeom, located 22 miles inside Galicia from the border. The Legate in command was Fralia Wasriu, a powerful female, late rank 3 Squire Knight, from the Duke Wasriu family, leaders of the peaceful west. Fralia was a goddess-like woman who was 6 feet tall and had long blond hair down to her waist, which she tucked up under her helmet during battle so it couldn't be used against her. 

Under Legate Fralia's command was also half of the elite 10th legion, including their Legate Justinius Framiu, an aging silver fox of over 90 years old. Justinius was the veteran Legate of the 10th Legion; he joined the revolution with his legion after they became disgusted with what they were being ordered to do to the common people by the tyrant King. His advanced age prevented him from fighting long drawn out battles, therefore he placed himself second in command ready to teach and support the young Fralia. 

Yeom was an oddball city laid out at the foot of a mountain, protected on two sides by an immovable object. Instead of the usual square or rectangle walls, it had a straight-line stone wall from one side of the mountain to the other, mined from the local mountain. This meant that this city only had one gatehouse and was impossible to completely surround, offering a greater concentration of troops. This offered the defenders a huge advantage as they could effectively cut down grouped-up troops, causing mass casualties. 

Fralia, knowing that this proposed a challenge, decided to play the game of attrition, bombarding the enemy city and causing chaos. Fralia ordered half of the onagers to fire at the gatehouse, with the other half indiscriminately firing flaming boulders into the city, hoping to beat them into submission.

Ballista, on the other hand, targeted the barbarians standing on the wall, who looked at the legions with defiance. 

Fralia followed this strategy for five days until the gatehouse crumbled, revealing the battered, burning city hidden behind it. After five days of continuous bombardment, all wooden houses within the city had disintegrated, leaving many families dead or homeless. Luckily for the tribe of Yeom, all of their important buildings were built of stone, only damaged by the impact of the boulders, not the fire upon them.

Fralia looked towards the city with a smile on her face, pleased that the siege was going well so far.

"What's your next plan, young Legate?" Questioned Justinius.

"I believe that if we continue like this for another week, we could force them to sally forth or die buried by their own rubble, die like the barbarian scum they are." Answered Fralia

"HAHAHA, you really do hate these smelly people, young Fralia. Anyway, it's a good strategy; just make sure they don't surprise us at night," Justinius said, offering his advice to Fralia. 

Five days later, under the cover of night, 8,000 barbarian men made their way out of the destroyed gatehouse, led by the Chieftain's son, as he was away in the capital, trying to stay low so as not to alert the enemy of their movements. They quickly dispersed, with 4,000 men going left and right to attack the legion from two sides, hoping to surprise them.

30 minutes later, they were quietly making their way to the walls of the siege camp before they started climbing up in dead silence. Suddenly, the legion's sentry was stabbed in the eye, killing him instantly; the barbarians then proceeded to war cry and propel themselves over the wall, rushing at the troops sleeping below. 

Legate Justinius was up and taking a nighttime stroll when he suddenly heard a war cry. Immediately, he screamed that they were under attack and ordered the night watch soldiers to form up and repeal the attack. Justinius, after these orders, unsheathed his sword and then ran at the enemy men, pouring over the wooden walls of the siege camp, killing 10 men before coming face to face with the enemy Chieftain's son. 

Meanwhile, Fralia was awoken by the noise and grabbed her sword before immediately joining the defense. She ordered 2000 swordsmen to follow her out of the camp to flank the enemy. She left by the south exit running full speed with her men. Twenty seconds later, they crashed into 2000 unsuspecting enemy, who were focused on the wall in front of them and watching their comrades climb upwards. 

The barbarians at the bottom of the wall were quickly slaughtered, and their blood was flowing like a river; Fralia then turned her attention to the climbing barbarians, killing the ones near the bottom and leaving the rest for the soldiers on the other side of the wall. 

Legate Fralia then decided to make a bold decision. While everyone was distracted by the battle, she led her soldiers to charge towards the gap in the wall, aiming to quickly take the city. When she arrived through the rubble of the gatehouse, she was surprised that no enemy soldiers were waiting to meet her. Quickly but cautiously, they made their way to the city's keep to capture the Chieftain family. 

Elsewhere, Justinius had just cut off both arms of the chieftain's sons, causing him to fall backward onto his rear. The barbarians, upon seeing their Chieftain son getting amputated, went into berserk mode, ferociously attacking the legions, causing many injuries and deaths, but their berserk mode couldn't meet the legion's willpower and steel. This led to all the barbarians inside the camp getting killed, as the legions weren't taking prisoners, cutting them down where they stood after the barbarians intruded on their land last year. 

After this happened Legate Justinius looked around and wondered where the hell Legate Fralia had disappeared to, before he could ask he heard barbarian war horns coming from the direction of the city. Upon hearing this he rushed to the siege camp wall and looked upon a scene that shocked him, Legate Fralia was standing in the rubble of the gatehouse waving with a shit eating grin on her face, illuminated by torch light held by surrounding swordsmen.

Around her were 10 soldiers holding members of the chieftain's family, including his wife, brothers, and children. While laughing, Legate Justinius ordered half of the soldiers to clean up the siege camp and half to move into the city securing it.

One hour later, the city was secured, and the remaining terrified civilians were forced into the central square of the city. They were here to watch the execution of the Chieftain family after they took part in the invasion of Romanium last year, capturing food and innocent people and selling them into slavery. 

In the middle of the square stood a wooden platform sitting high enough for all around to see; on the platform, there were 10 stone blocks with a barbarian axe leaning to the side of it. Behind the stone blocks, the 10 members of the Chieftain's family were shaking from terror as they knew they were about to lose their miserable lives. 

Standing next to the stone blocks was Legate Fralia, who was about to speak. 

"In Front of you are the people who helped bring on your suffering. They led you on this dark path to getting conquered. All for their own selfish gain to sell people into slavery from Romanium to fill their own pockets. I don't stand before you as a conqueror, but as a liberator, I liberate you from your suffering under these scum. I welcome you into the loving embrace of the Kingdom of Romanium. This is what our kingdom will do for it's citizens, we don't leave enemies alive!" Shouted Fralia as the soldiers surrounding the platform cheered. She then lifted her arm into the air, and the executioners pushed the former chieftain family down onto the stone blocks and picked up their borrowed axes. 

10 Seconds later, the axes came down, decapitating the heads of the former chieftain family.