"Target the captains and aim for the unportected neck area under the Scorpian knights helmets!"
Graynar looked around him; Boldan was holding his battle axe behind several archers, to the right of the archers stood several elven longbows. They stood with extreme concentration, ready to fire five arrows every eight seconds.
"Watch out for the orc crossbowmen!"
King Jorron stood out of range above the archers in the main tower. He looked very old, perhaps because he was worried.
"Target the left flank--they're getting too close!"
Hurokol was looking through a crevass monitoring the scene. Graynar sought out a perfect chance to take down an ugly goblin. He pulled the trigger on his crossbow and sent a small lead ball at his target. He missed however, and the lead ball veered off and pegged an orc in the nose.
Graynar chuckled to himself, that orc had better find his nose before it was stepped on.
So far, the Sikaron forces were holding off the massive army.
But Oreck was not going to let that happen, as he loaded his crossbow.