C445 336 Annihilation

Arrows rained down like a storm, turning them into human pincushions. Gerzen swung his curved blade, slicing through the onslaught. His exceptional skills were the only thing keeping him alive in this deadly barrage. It was a trap, a cunning trap. The marching map they had was a fake, designed to lure them into this ambush. Within minutes, most of their men were either dead or severely wounded