Throw men at the enemy to buy time to escape

"Charge! I want all men to get me the fuck out of here!" you roar.

A squad of Orcs charges through, slamming into the crossbowmen with a wave of blood. A trio of bandits hurry forward from the flank, charging the knight. He quickly kicks one with enough **** to shatter his leg, before beheading the second, and you know it's time to go.

You turn, desperately fleeing back to the safety of the mountain trails as your forces are split, many charging into the fray to cover your retreat, as others hurry to follow you to escape. Fuck, this'll really cut down the amount of loyal troops you have. Thankfully, the rush of soldiers buys you enough time to desperately stumble away. Once you reach the rocky escape path, where the enemy won't pursue for fear of leaving the Queen behind, you bark an order for your men to follow suit. With that

You can practically feel the Queen smirking as you run with your cock between your legs back to the Soulravage Spire, your men dying around you.