This only brought a condescending smile to Derger’s face. He didn’t need to see the enemy’s exact location. There were so many troops that even if the archers shot blindly, it would still be an effective strategy.
But Hadjar had no intention of trying to hide his entire army.
When they were almost within range of the archers, still being harassed by the disorganized cannon volleys that had begun firing chaotically from atop the wall, Hadjar, praying that his horse wouldn’t flinch and that he wouldn’t accidentally bite off his tongue, clutched his amulet to his chest and shouted:
“Fire!”
At that moment, the trebuchets behind him set to work, hurling dozens of barrels in a high arc. As they flew over the mortal cavalry, they spun in the air, leaving a barely-perceptible, grayish trail of
