Margaret certainly understood what this meant.
In order to gather the heretics, naturally, you have to leave an opening, and they will come through it themselves, since no one wants to gnaw on that high wall.
But can it be defended?
Margaret turned back to look at the people there, surprisingly without any doubts. Someone was opening the door, someone was lighting torches, and others were already preparing to patrol the wall tower.
Even Laura was calmly tinkering with her bow and arrow, checking her equipment.
Margaret felt a sense of absurdity, but at this point, she could only gather ammunition and quickly rush up the high wall.
Under the action of the mechanical pulley, the heavy gate opened, followed by the lighting of lanterns on both sides, illuminating the surroundings of the gate.
Then, the busy rear logistics moved chevaux-de-frise to narrow down the entrance, preparing the second line of defense. It was impossible to truly let them in.
