My warhorse neighed, and my fingers morphed into halberds. I shouted, "Charge!" My warhorse sprinted; victory was within reach.
The halberd slammed into the city wall, and the gatekeepers were shocked by the immense force. I don't know how many swings it took, but the gate was finally breached. I pushed open the gate, revealing a river of blood inside!
As my warhorse stepped into the camp, its hooves were mired in bloody mud. I finally tore through her last line of defense. Now, they were like lambs ready for slaughter. I first took care of the scattering enemies around me.
To my surprise, a wave of bare-chested enemies charged at me, fearless of death, launching a suicidal attack. However, all attacks were futile. They retreated under my onslaught.
I was about to reach the enemy's royal tent, but the bravest, most valiant warriors surrounded it. I had expended a lot of energy breaking in, and I knew that killing the enemy leader today was wishful thinking. I let out a long sigh.
