The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Henry's army began to move.
Bain's Cavalry vanished into the morning mist. They galloped freely across Baron Sura's domain, plundering villages and farmsteads, sending a steady stream of grain and prisoners back to camp.
These newly acquired resources provided Henry's army with even more logistical support. 'You can hide behind your walls until you die of old age,' Henry thought. 'Sorry, but I'm not running out of food either.'
While Bain and his Cavalry were out raiding, the Engineers who had "volunteered" to join the army received their orders and began constructing trebuchets.
The soldiers moved quickly. Using captured axes, they felled the surrounding trees, shaping the thick trunks into the main frames for the trebuchets.
Levers, ropes, and counterweights were skillfully assembled, forming machines capable of hurling massive stones.
Meanwhile, inside the earthen fort, Baron Sura's mood grew heavier with each passing day.
