The commander was rooted, he gazed at the distance and what he saw were dead men.
Under the shining sun leaves rustled and trunks crackled as flames burned them, squirrels and birds fled the scene, leaving the humans fought among themself for something that they would be unable to fathom.
The enemies halted their advance, they turned their attention to him and charged with a roar. There were thousands of them, clad in thick armors and light weapons. It seemed the enemies knew that high defense and quick attack was the key to fight the rebel forces.
Ignacio slightly smiled, this was exactly what he wanted. He pointed at the enemy and ordered his men to fire. "Kill them!"
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers fired their weapons, sending mortar shells into the sky as they tore through the clouds be
