The fort was burning, and the unclean horse of Nikto knocked out the stable doors with his hooves. The horses broke the reins and galloped into the opening of the destroyed wall. And only a few of the most stupid and tightly tied to the stalls remained, they whinnied pitifully, and Karina’s beloved horse suffocated.
The rear gate was blown out by a battering ram, and that section of the wall near the menagerie, which was selflessly defended by the unclean and young warriors from the school of Daniel Crassus for so many days, was destroyed, and there was no one else to protect it, and there was no way to do it.
What was the use of saving the back gate if the iron-wrought main gate had been torn down, and Lis once thought it was impenetrable.
The defenders of the Fort rushed about in its walls like rats in a labyrinth and didn’t know where to get away from the fiery stones and the reds who soon appeared in the breaches of the wall and were simply finishing off the crumbling army of Atley Alis.
Those who could still stand and hold weapons lined up in the main square, defending themselves and waiting for the main forces of the reds to rush through the main gate to them, realizing that now they would unleash all their fury and power on them.
And it wouldn’t take more than five minutes.
They prepared to fight to the last.
The reds rushed to the attack, and it was a real bloody massacre. There was no exit. All that remained was to fight, and the blacks and the unclean ones did it with the despair of the doomed, with their last strength, realizing that this was the end and they lost.
Lis fought like a man possessed, in the forefront, as if he wanted to die. And this moment was about to come, when suddenly the reds were confused. Their dense ranks parted, something pressed against them from behind. The attackers began to turn around and stopped attacking.
“What's happening?! What's going on, Nik?” Shouted Lis,” I don’t understand!”
Nikto didn’t had time to answer. Tol and his soldiers, whom he had brought with him from the Black City, burst into the main gate, crushing the reds, and there were many of them. The reds were not ready for this turn of events, they rushed about, and confusion began. But it didn’t last long – the fresh forces of Tol, striking from the rear, quickly crushed the enemy, and the defenders rejoiced.
“We have won! We have won!”
“Al!” Tol shouted.
And on the exhausted face of Lis sincere joy was reflected:
“Tol! Tol, damn you! Where are you from here?!”
“We followed in your footsteps,” Tol smiled, “you got so far!”