Impatient Warriors - Part 1

It wasn't as if throwing more men at the front would solve his problem either. Amion was limited by the number of frontline men he could have at any one time, just as Oliver was. He cautioned himself with that fact, making sure he didn't fall into a reckless decision, just as General Phalem had cautioned his own Commandants against doing.

But even without orders, the battlefield naturally began to change by itself. There were factors that ensued change that were hardly beyond the control of man.

Firyr kept to the front, as relentlessly as he had before. Fuelled by his earlier victory, he was fighting with all his might, bashing his spear against their shields, trying to force an opening through sheer brutishness. It was quite enough to crack the hard shell of the enemy defence, but it was enough to score one or two hits, and even resulted in the death of a couple of men.