Seeing his men wavering at the death of those men, Warrick frowned.
So this was their intention from the start. By using those slaves, they want to weaken the hearts of my soldiers to lower our fighting spirit.
With them being significantly outnumbered, it wasn't a good thing. If the soldiers' morale were low, they wouldn't be able to effectively defend the walls.
Thinking about this, Warrick shouted at his men. "We are at war! You must not feel pity for our enemies! It was my decision to kill those men! You don't need to blame yourselves! I will take full responsibility for everything so fight without worry!"
The warriors were invigorated by his words.
At this moment, the enemy sent another infantry unit. This time, there were about two hundred of them. The only difference was that half of them were fully equipped and they also carried a gate-destroying machine.
"Aim your arrows at the people carrying the gate-destroying machine!" Warrick barked out.
"Yes, sir!"
