Donmjark let loose many arrows into his foes, and Isnar kept them from coming up the hill. Isnar saw that Crengar was slowing down, and would not be able to hold off the attackers for long. "Come, Don! We must help Crengar!" Isnar said. The hunter and the old man both rushed over to the two fighters. They were defending themselves from four sides as the imperials surrounded them. Isnar chopped at many elves and imperials, and his comrades laid waste to many of them. Free Skyrim? As long as they're out of my town, they are out of my hair. Isnar thought, but soon realized that they couldn't stay in Rorikstead. The general would surely send an army to the small town. Everyone already knew that General Arcel would rather die than lose a battle to a rogue group of revolutionaries. Isnar saw Felian in the distance, fighting valiantly. "Felian, come!" Isnar shouted, and Felian fought his way through the elves towards him. It seemed like the rebels were winning! The empires forces were thinning, and eventually stopped coming. The remainder of the soldiers mustered up for a last stand in the town. "What do we do now? Charge?" Isnar asked Crengar, obviously the most wise when it comes to battle.