He turned around now, letting his horse and his whole body face the makeshift gates now. The horse he was on now, stomped a hoof down and then reared up on its hind limbs.
“CHARGEEE!!!” David roared out and the Knights yelled out in response, hooves and boots stomping the ground as they rushed out, following the Marshal of the Order of Titledom.
The mood had been set and he would not be the one who would be the dampener on the mood. After all, his speech had been to ginger them all up. With their noise and their screams and enthusiasm, David led the charge of the battle crazed Knights who knew that beyond them, there was nothing else which could guarantee the safety of the ones which they had left at home. It was either them or no one else.
Dust swirled into the air, boots stomping me
