“Makes sense. Less far to fall if things go badly wrong.” Hellen's tone was different when she talked to Borrn. She didn't order him around like she did everyone else.
Cait let her gaze wander among the assembled troop behind Den. They were from all four wings: the best riders in each according to Barion. Their mission was desperate, possibly even hopeless. They would charge from the fortress before the undain army arrived, attempt to circle around and, before anyone knew what they were doing, attack the Spirit carts. It would have no immediate effect, but might restrict the army's options after a day or so. If any riders survived the attempt, they were to attempt to cut directly through the enemy lines back to the fortress. The undain ranks would be well armoured and defended at the fron
