Seeing their Elite Soldiers mixed in with ordinary clansmen to launch attacks, I remained unconcerned. If they wanted to exhaust themselves and dent their own morale, all the better. I rotated my troops in shifts, and as soon as one group rested, the next moved up. After two or three hours of continuous archery, many of them were utterly exhausted.
Since they insisted on using human wave tactics to wear me down, I didn't care; they weren't my subjects, and I felt no need to pity them. While I possess a heart that sympathizes with the world, my first priority must be my own survival.
This high-intensity fighting continued throughout the day, and by evening, they still hadn't breached the walls. Finally, they were forced to sound the retreat. I didn't even bother cleaning up the battlefield; let them reclaim their arrows if they wanted. My own men were exhausted from the continuous combat along the three stretches of wall.
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