The Cavalry's Power

The captain's gaze shifted from the chaotic scene unfolding before him to the vast city walls looming in the distance. The sight of their formidable defences only heightened his sense of dread. His warriors, already weakened by thirst and exhaustion, lacked the resolve to face such a formidable opponent.

Despite their elite status among the beastmen, they were not immune to the effects of desperation and doubt that gripped their ranks.

With each passing moment, the captain grappled with the weight of their precarious situation. While thirst gnawed at their resolve, the looming threat of death loomed even larger.

Any misstep now could spell disaster for their already beleaguered forces. As he surveyed the battlefield, the captain knew that their only hope lay in a decisive course of action.

The prospect of a futile demise was a bitter pill for the beastmen to swallow, a fate they detested and disdained.

With little time to ponder, the captain swiftly made his decision. "We must withd