The silver masked knight sat up a little higher on the horse. The arc of his smile grew larger and larger, as if he was envisioning the spurting blood and devastating screams of the opponents.
The ending was that simple in his eyes – the concave Tower Shield formation only needed to close and surround the enemies in the middle, just like stuffing a dumpling. These dumb heavy metal armoured opponents would be ‘kebabed’ by the lances after a couple easy thrusts and pulls.
He wasn’t worried at all about the ‘ants’ messing up the tower shield formation.