Beyond Night
Their war ballads, hummed low, were full of fire, too.
General Malitus ordered, “Soften them up well with the artillery and let the archers fill them with arrows. Let’s see if the long bowmen can test that armor or guile of theirs.”
Ralta nodded, knowing many of the Picts wore no armor or clothing, seeing it as unmanly to do so.
“We are as one,” the General called out. “I fear not the beasts, either, for we stand as men at the ready, not surprised as before.” He secured his strap and shouted, joined by all men on the plain for Rome.
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