Enemies On All Sides

A woman stood atop the magnificent Great Dividing Walls, gazing down at the battlefield strewn with thousands of corpses. Most of them had fallen to trebuchets, ballistae and volleys from archers.

With the Goshen Longbow Archers in their ranks, Ashbourne's ranged units were complete—capable and powerful enough to wreak havoc in the ranks of the enemies.

Like the sight before her, the results were clear: thousands of barbarians lay scattered across the grassy plains, their curved swords glinting among the bodies.

But this woman knew that these men had been sent to die.

They were not the real army.

For the past two months, they had been at war with Count William Tigris, who had turned the Wildlands his stronghold.

With the barbarian clans gathered under his banner, he was able to amass a great army capable of standing toe to toe with the Ashbourne elites—not through skill, but through sheer numbers.