"Gather the surviving defenders to the city centre! This is the order from Lieutenant general himself!" One of the soldiers stated loudly to the others, a southerner with brown skin and yet, under Frigs' command.
Frigs watching from afar on his horse, "Those people we recruited before have done an amazing deed, despite having to kill their own people,"
Henry chuckled upon hearing that statement, "You gave them food and you gave them money that is enough for them to buy a good quality armour. If I were them, I would be grateful too, not having to charge into battle with just thin and dirty cloth protecting me from the sun and not the swords.
"I agree," Connor added as he watched the defenders that once fought bravely on the walls or the street being escorted by soldiers to the city centre. Among them, too, volunteers that were being treated the same as the defenders.