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The wall rocked as the boulders from the Haradrim catapults slammed into the outer barriers. Anhelm stumbled and fell back hard onto his elbows, scraping both of them badly. He watched as blood pooled on his arms, and then grabbed an arrow from his quiver and pulled his bowstring tight.
Anhelm's eyes scanned the gates quickly, and just as he looked away something caught the corner of his eye. It was a Haradrim footsoldier, sneaking through the gates in the confusion while the boulders crashed against the walls. Anhelm turned and loosed the arrow, catching the Haradrim in the chest. He cried out and fell to the ground.
Anhelm smiled grimly and took another arrow from his quiver.
"Astalder!" he shouted. The soldier looked at him. The captain gestured over the walls toward the attacking Haradrim forces. "Aim for the soldiers manning the catapults!"
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