“Enough,” Hadjar said quietly but firmly, and the emerging clamor at the table subsided. “Shakh, you know we have no other choice.”
“I know!” The desert native shouted and then seemed to deflate. “And therefore... We...” He closed his eyes and was silent for a while, as were the others. “What is our task in the city, General?”
“Once you’re in the city, you will need to find the armory by the eastern wall,” Hadjar placed another figurine near the castle. “…and blow it up. This will create confusion and panic. You’ll use that to breach the gates, either by breaking the mechanisms or lowering the bridge for us. By that time, our job will be to break through to the barbican.”
“Why are you so sure that the defenders will deploy their army outside the walls, uncle?” Elias, Hadjar’s nephew, sp
