"Our home city has fallen! This fortress is all we have left, and the enemy is at its gates!" He shouted down. So far his speech wasn't doing a whole lot to raise his soldiers' spirits.
"But fear not! Fort Infinity has been besieged countless times before, and not once has it fallen! We are strong, our walls stronger, and we have enough cookies to sustain ourselves for years! They may have taken our lands, they may be looting your family homes for every last penny, but they will never take..." He paused to take a breath.
"OUR COOKIES!!!"
And at this, his 3,000 men cheered.
Although those cookies were the very reason they were in this predicament. Lasky had the greatest cookie hoard in the land. So great, that several lords had set aside their differences to band together and attack.
They were vastly outnumbered, their only advantage being their fortifications - eighty foot high walls, a thick wooden gate reinforced with metal and an iron portcullis over it, numerous trebuchet* ready to launch rocks at their invaders, as well as burning oil and other counters to their enemies' own siege weapons.
A rock slammed into the fortress wall, landing directly on the ramparts and crushing a trebuchet as well as three other men. The battle had begun.
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
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