We're not so lucky this time, the defenders are already at the walls.
'This ladder's full! Take the other one!'
Yeah right, shithead...safety in numbers. I was the only one to ascend the second ladder.
My hammer is ready to greet the hosts.
The defense is surprisingly weak on my side. I dispatched a few more defenders and turned my attention into the large melee on the other ladder.
Smashing a few skulls, I spotted additional reinforcements coming from below.
'Guys! Hold this spot, we have the advantage. Take them as they ascend!'
I ready my bloodied hammer...
...but none gave a fuck. They all charged down the stairs. I can't even join in if I wanted to, the stairs were clogged. But I noticed the arrows flying from the other side of the wall.
Tricky bastards. Let's deal with those. I pick up a saber from the floor and advance with my shield raised.
Well, I slashed down 3-4 of them but to my horror I was the only one there, and the archers below begin to take potshots at me! I couldn't finish them off and retreated to the stairs, where the brawl is still ongoing.
Shit's not going so great. Our infantry is completely exposed to the archers... bodies start toppling down the stairs. Mostly ours. I grab a fresh shield off the ground and charged down.
Slashing like a madman, I dispatched 5-10 archers with 3-5 remaining allies behind me. But soon they too fell to the archers.
And it was just me and those dastardly archers at the wall. Four of them.
I look behind me, no one else. The courtyard is silent save for the moanings of the wounded. Arrows continue to latch on my shield as I make my way back up the wall, grabbing yet another fresh shield from the pile of corpses.
I slashed two down.
And soon there's only one.
'You fought well, for a Vag,' I slashed him down.
No cheers. Just me and a pile of bodies.
The Khan claims the castle.