[Gauls]

The surprise that the 9th had set for the orcs took the momentum out of their charge but the quick thinking worg riders with their thoroughly drilled tactics knew how to get out of traps. Being on worgs just made it much faster to do. Hearing the horns blow, it signaled where the enemy actually was. The 3rd Tarbam sprang from the camp site southward toward the horns trying to dodge the arrows that made it through the canopy of the woods they were in. Dodging arrows, dodging trees, leaping over brush, the worgs were weaving through the woods as fast as they could. When they finally reached the outer treeline south of the Espian Woods, they halted briefly instead of charging forth. It appeared as though they were reforming before heading out.

The 9th's horns were not the only one sounding. The 3rd tarbam blew its own horn. An odd sounding horn twisted into a curling shape. As the sound of the horn's echo tapered off, the worg riders stood in the treeline facing the direction of the 9th cavalry finishing up their reforming action. They stood there growling and worgs snarling at their foe daring them to fire another salvo of arrows.

They were waiting for another salvo from the horsemen but if none came, they would sound the charge and rush full speed at the waiting foes. Upon making contact, the axe-wielding orcs would slash and smash their blades down upon any that came within striking range. This would be paired with the snapping bites and swiping claws of the worgs as they attempt to separate flesh from bones. They were a dangerous duo that only needed to close the distance to wreak their havoc.