The Blood-Soaked Walls: My Hardest Siege Defense

I still remember the day we got the message that a massive orc horde was marching towards the fortress of Redstone. As part of the Golden Troop, I knew this was going to be a fight like no other - a siege defense unlike anything I’d experienced before, even with all my years in the pit and on the battlefield. The orcs had numbers on their side, but we had something they didn’t: walls to defend, brothers to fight alongside, and a determination that only comes from protecting your own land.

The days leading up to the siege were chaotic. We worked tirelessly to reinforce the walls, prepare traps and boiling oil, and position our archers for maximum impact. As one of the generals of the Golden Troop, it fell on me to help coordinate our defenses and boost morale. There’s nothing quite like looking into the eyes of your comrades before a battle you’re not sure you’ll survive - you see fear there, yes, but also resolve. You realize in those moments that this is what it means to be alive; to have something worth fighting for.

When the orcs finally arrived at dawn on that bloody day, I’ll never forget their war cries echoing off our walls as they charged forward in waves. They brought ladders, catapults - everything they could muster to try and breach our defenses. But we held firm through wave after wave of attackers. At times it felt like fighting a tide that just wouldn’t stop coming, but every man among us fought with his lifeblood poured into it because we all understood one thing - if those walls fell, everything behind them would burn too.