General Haloz sighed in relief as his daughter Tila rode in through the city gates with her group. Her group was the last one to return to the city.
- What does it look like in the south?
- Everyone has already been evacuated, general.
She jumped off the horse and walked up to her father as he shouted out the orders.
- Close the gates! I want the barricades ready in ten minutes.
The thick wooden gates were heavy and closed slowly. From inside the walls, large beams were pushed in and out of holes on the other side. The soldiers carried large wooden planks and wedged them between the ground and the gate.
- This is going to be a hard fight, right? And not just because it's the gords.
- Yes, my child. But I think it will be most difficult for our king.
Haloz looked up at the upper par
