I wake up and go to the ramparts of our fortification and look at the other side of the bridge...

Men and horses as far as the eye can see, all of them enemies.

Xavier and the General come up to the ramparts and look at the enemy aswell.

"Today is a good day to kill and be killed. Because there is no way we can get by without any casualties against that kind of an army." (General)

I try to count how many there are but I lose count at around a million and a half...

Two thousand Draconian soldiers versus over a million and a half soldiers of many races... Yaay...

"Let's hope our traps, fortifications and tactics will atleast make them retreat back to their homeland because of too many casualties." (Xavier)

"Yes... Let us hope." (Colin)

I look around and see our men rising up and looking at the enemy aswell and the night guards go to rest because they had to be up all night.

The enemy moves their archers up to the front and they try to shoot us but their arrows all fall into the river and I chuckle.

"Seems their archers are indeed pretty useless." (Colin)

The archers fall back and some scout-like horsemen come to the bridge and start speeding up it but when they get to the middle our men already shower them with arrows and they die instantly.

"They are testing our limits and their own limits aswell. Their leader isn't some idiot it seems..." (General)

There is even more movement and I hear shouting over the other side and I see clear lines between battalions of soldiers and their leader is looking at the bridge and is basically on it.

One of our mages notices that he is in our range and we all cast our magic and send it his way but some of their magicians block our magic.

The general goes back and the battalions of foot soldiers start walking towards the bridge and form a line...

"They are about to attack! Everybody, get ready!" (General)

I run to my log trap and wait for the perfect moment to show them what this is...

Our men all prepeare for a big attack and the night guards come back and run to the log trap that I am at to help me...

The infantry from the enemy side charges and we unleash our shower of arrows when they reach the middle but some of them get through and the rest are at the middle point...

Their front line reaches our side and runs towards me...

The rest of their front line is close to our side aswell...

Time to release the trap.

I pull the cloth that was covering the trap and reveal the trap and the front line stops as I pull the string that unleashes the power of the logs upon them, crushing them as our men watch silently.

The only entrance into our encampment is through these logs...

And they found that out the hard way.

I look at my log trap and notice there are still about five of them left with another string...

Sneaky little builders these guys were, a backup slide!

The second infantry battalions is getting showered with arrows while the first is dead now due to the arrows and my very well placed log trap....

Their second battalion reaches our side after getting showered by arrows and running for a while...

They run past the already fallen logs just to find out I have more...

I slightly grin when they notice five extra logs sliding down the hill and straight onto their faces.

About seventy five percent of the second battalion is dead...

The rest are retreating and reach the middle point when they are showered with arrows again while another battalion's front was there aswell and they all die with the front of the third battalion.

Their general comes up and shouts something and they all retreat...

I guess he noticed they were taking too many casualties too fast...

The general comes up to the front and starts counting his casualties but I finish first...

"About fifty thousand dead! We still have a long way to go but we are getting there!" (Colin)

I'll just guess they have about two million men because if each of their battalions if twenty five thousand and there are about... eighty thousand battalions minus the two we just slaughtered.

We need to get them down to right about thirty thousand battalions I think? That would make them retreat because most of us here are conscripts and our main army aka strongest still hasn't fought them.

A long way to go but a way I am willing to go...

The first few minutes of our clash and we took no casualties while they had two and 1/3'rd of their battalions killed.

But we are bound to run out of arrows and my log trap is empty already...

Wait, we can gather the logs again!

I quickly gather a few men and Xavier and we go and start pulling the logs back up to the trap as their commander looks in interest and sends a scouting unit forward that gets arrowed to death..

After about thirty minutes of pushing and pulling logs we set my trap back up.

Now... For the second wave.

Author - I'll leave a sort of reminder how many battalions are dead after every chapter if I can keep count.

79 997,6(6)/ 80 000 battalions remaining.