It was about two-hundred soldiers, more or less, filled with vigor and violence as they saw their allies begin to overwhelm our front line.
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Our first volley of arrows struck into the very front of their army, killing some of these berserker men, but the rest charged forward, even with arrows going through their limbs.
"R-Retreat-" The captain of our horseback group stuttered before being interrupted by a voice that boomed through the planes like a clap of thunder.
"NOBODY RETREATS! SHIELD WALL! SPEARS! HORSES RETREAT FROM THE BACK LINES AND HELP OUT THE SIDES!"
Everybody quickly listened to the general's orders and ran as fast as their horses or legs could take them, positioning themselves in their proper places.
The horses provided support for the sides so as to not get crushed from the sides and be pincered, cutting chunks of the army off.