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 Around the time Zaos and the other recruits were having their breakfast, things started to get heated on the walls again. When Zaos got up, a soldier in the walls suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"They are coming!"

 The walls weren't big enough to fit the five hundred recruits, so Elius divided them into four groups, but only two of those four headed to the different sides of the walls. Zaos was part of the group that was near the gate of the town, so his squad and he already knew that they would see a lot of blood.

"Don't waste your time aiming. Just keep shooting!" Elius shouted while the kids were positioning themselves on the walls.

 Zaos clenched his teeth when he looked at hundreds of mercenaries properly armed, this time running toward the walls. Ladders, shields, bows… if they could have brought some catapults or ballista from so far away, they would have used them, but they didn't. Regardless, things will get messy anyway.