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Subject: Attack of the Weasels: Part 5

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Mossyra of the Irresistible Imps

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Date Posted: 21:33:44 06/14/07 Thu

Gufftong watched as the battering ram struck the gates once more. A hail of missiles rained down without warning and the ram bearers retreated hastily. "Surrender," he hollered at the ramparts. Stones and arrows were the only response he got.
Suddenly, the hail of weapons halted. Silence reigned on the walltop. Nothing stirred. The attackers shot weapon after weapon up, but not a sound was heard. It was as if all life had ceased to exist in the Abbey. The invaders grew confident and drew closer, listening intently for any sound at all. Nothing.
Then it happened. Most of the weasel army was slightly in front of the end of the wall when a coarse shout came from behind them. They turned curiously, unaware of the danger they were being warned of. But it was too late. Redwallers appeared on the wall, dropping whatever lay at hand. Vegetable oil drenched the weasel's coats, followed shortly by lit torches. Screams filled the air, the died.
"RRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAALLLLLL!!!"
The almighty shout seemed to fill the very air. Gufftong came to a quick decision. Leaving enough of the survivors to hold the Abbeybeasts at bay, he marched into the trees of Mossflower. There was more than one way to crack a nut.

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