It was a move that Tavar had delivered lightly. For all the danger it had put the defenders of Ernest in, to him, it was a mere light and testing blow. He had every expectation that the fork would be repelled, in some form or another. And yet, here he was, seeing one of the threats that he had presented working its way to a total victory.
Germanicus hounded General Blackthorn with a viciousness that allowed no opportunity to rest. He made none of the mistakes in underestimating him that he had on the first day. That General Blackthorn was hanging on at all was the real achievement.
And Germanicus was shouting to his men as well. He would take a few moments here and there to bellow at them. His goal – as Tavar had given him – was to take command of the Southern wall entirely. Not simply the head of General Blackthorn.
