"We march to reclaim our stolen harvest."Makhal addressed his gathered horde in the frozen ruins. His deep voice carried over the howling wind."The northern parasites hide behind their metal doors," Makhal told his army. "They feast on the beast that belongs to the ice. We will break their walls and drag them into the snow."The two hundred cannibals roared their approval. They slammed their scavenged weapons against the frozen asphalt. The rhythmic pounding signaled their march to war.Makhal turned toward the northern border. He led the army out of the dense southern ruins. They did not carry their raw hide shields today. They marched in two long columns flanking a weapon engineered for total annihilation.A severed bridge girder spanned the frozen distance between the columns. The Hogul Dah had ripped the structural support from a collapsed overpass. Thick iron chains looped around the oxidized steel beam. Fifty pale giants hoisted the brutal battering ram upon their broad should