After Henry gave the order, his army lit roaring bonfires in the camp. The firelight illuminated the soldiers' solemn faces.
"Tomorrow, we launch the final assault."
Henry scanned the officers before him. "The walls of Ximira Castle are high, but the will and combat strength of our soldiers are higher! The Shield Carriers will provide our men with cover, and the Cloud Ladders will be our means to scale them.
By tomorrow night, I will eat and sleep in Ximira Castle!"
"Yes, My Lord!" the officers replied in unison.
"Philip, send word to Bain. Tell him to bring his men back."
Philip bowed his head. "Yes, My Lord."
Meanwhile, on the walls of Ximira Castle, the defenders were nervously monitoring the enemy's every move.
They saw the number of Henry's bonfires suddenly increase and heard the soldiers' shouts, sensing the impending storm.
The Baron of Ximira Castle stood at the highest point of the wall, gazing at the soldiers still bustling below. His heart was filled with unease.
