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Hunaruan looked across the fields his face was grave he sighed in despair "he maybe mighty he be great but in the end he will fate" He was suddenly awakened from his thoughts as a messenger approached.
"Lord Hunaruan" he said "the spys have returned Redworn King of the Redheads brings 10000 it is too great for us for our garrison only has 3900 "
"Were they caught" asked Pumperin who was standing next to Hunaruan.
"Yes" answered the spy " two died three survived one of which is wounded and now the redheads ride with all speed the spies only made it through a shortcut"
The spy shrieked and fell back. "Look" he cried "Redworn and his troops are coming to bring us doom"
Hunaruan looked back and saw Redworn and his Ten-thousand troops. He ran down the old ruined stairs and on to a lower battlement he looked at the ruins of this once great city all that remained untouched were the three great catapults.
"Perhaps these will bring us success" he thought. Then he cried aloud "sound the horn call for aid do not despair"
The horn sounded loud throughout the ruins of the city as the soldiers ran to their positions on the ruined walls some archers took their positionsns by the three catapults and others prepared giant boulders to fire through the great catapults the ruins were full of light as many torches were suddenly light. Hunaruan gazed out to the setting sun with Pumperin by his side he sighed and turned to Pumperin " if we are to die" he said "let us die defending this once great city" then he ran down the steps and on to the front battlements ready to face his enemy

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Hunaruan looked out across the fields, his face grave. He sighed in despair. "He may be mighty and great, but in the end he will suffer fate," he murmured to himself. His thoughts were interrupted as a messenger approached.

"Lord Hunaruan," he said, "the spies have returned. Redworn, King of the Redheads, brings 10,000 soldiers. This is too great for us, as our garrison only has 3,900."

"Were they caught?" asked Pumperin, who stood next to Hunaruan.

"Yes," answered the spy. "Two died, three survived, one of which is wounded. Now, the Redheads ride with all speed. The spies only made it through a shortcut."

The spy shrieked and fell back. "Look!" he cried. "Redworn and his troops are coming to bring us doom."

Hunaruan looked back and saw Redworn and his 10,000 troops. He ran down the old, ruined stairs and onto a lower battlement. He surveyed the ruins of the once-great city. All that remained untouched were the three great catapults.

"Perhaps these will bring us success," he thought. Then he cried aloud, "Sound the horn! Call for aid! Do not despair!"

The horn sounded loudly throughout the ruins of the city as the soldiers ran to their positions on the ruined walls. Some archers took their positions by the three catapults, and others prepared giant boulders to fire through the great catapults. The ruins were full of light as many torches were suddenly lit. Hunaruan gazed out at the setting sun with Pumperin by his side. He sighed and turned to Pumperin.

"If we are to die," he said, "let us die defending this once-great city." Then he ran down the steps and onto the front battlements, ready to face his enemy.