15th Moonstone, 77
The orcs stopped just outside of crossbow fire, and milled around outside. I took the opportunity to have our masons throw up a wall between the ammo pile and the entrance the orcs will come in. Carver finally got done getting a drink, and is up on the wall with Fred and I. Sarvesh protect me! Here they come.
"You below, stand your ground!" I bellowed. "Fire at will men!"
We filled the sky with bolts. I do not know how many times I ran up and down the ramp, grabbing more bolts. At first we couldn't hit anything, but as the lead orcs came around the second bend, one dropped dead. Then another, but there were too many, and we were not good enough marksmen. They had reached the chokepoint into the fortress.
The dogs lay in wait. They tore the first orc wrestler to shreds. But then the crushers with their iron hammers and mauls stepped up. One dog went flying, then another, four in total crushed to death. The peasant trainees for some reason would not engage the enemy. I would find out later that they had overheard my orders to the marksdwarves to stay close to their stations, and thought I meant them. Stupid peasants.
The day would have been lost if not for mighty Kol. As the first two dog corpses flew through the air, he stepped into the bottleneck in our walls and would not let any orcs pass. Though his silver axe is dull, it was never the less effective. He managed to kill two of them while we continued to rain death from above.
18th Moonstone, 77
The siege broke. Some orcs escaped, but we had managed to kill 9 of them. We'll need to have some traps constructed on the path. Maybe some injured orcs will stumble into them and set them off in later sieges.
But we did not escape unhurt. Kol lay wounded. Both legs broken below the knees, and his shield hand wounded. I all nonmarksdwarves to help with the cleanup.
"You there! Yes, you. Pick up Kol and move him down to the barracks so he can heal," I ordered a peasant.
"Sure thing boss. Oh god! Its alive!"
And so it was. One of the crushers must have dodged a bolt, and had fallen into the channel beside the path.
"Whoever kills him gets a statue in their room, courtesy of Xieg," I said to Fred and Carver.
They didn't even reply, just started firing. It took all three of us firing quite a while to bring the orc down. In the end, the killing shot went to Carver.
I'll make sure Xieg makes him a nice statue, since he never did bother to show up for the battle.