Besston's heart was swelling. They had prepared so much for this war, and seeing so many trebuchets working together to damage the enemy walls—which had, before Valov arrived, been basically impenetrable to others—had already weakened not even an hour into the war!
Before coming here, he thought his father was overplaying it. After coming here, seeing the tall walls, the excessively dense sentries—some of which were even outside the walls—and then the enemy's own explosive power, he finally understood.
He hated to admit it, but without Hassen City's assistance this time, Valov's losses would've been immeasurable.
Seeing the walls show cracks definitely recovered some of the confidence shaken by the enemy's show of force.
