A Pugs Tale, part two

The tundra was mostly featureless other than the few trees that dotted the miles of snowy desert. But amongst the frozen wasteland was an army of destruction. Thousands of chihuahua soldiers marched in perfect formation, leaving a mass of footprints in the snow. They still had many miles to go before they reached any pug settlements. But there was,however, a frontline that had been established by the pugs that was designed to hold the chihuahuas back. If the pugs were successful in defeating the chihuahuas, they would have the advantage.

Now, Tallinn-pug is moving through a mountain pass with his fellow legionaries. At this point, Tallinn-pug has finished his training, which only lasted a couple of weeks, as the pug army needed to quickly gain numbers. Tallinn's regiment of soldiers was commanded by the Royal Assassin, Legate Pugnus Ashmoth ,which was probably a fake name. The task given to his regiment was to Move past the frontline and engage the chihuahuas to try and weaken them as well as buy time while the rest of the pug army strengthened themselves.

      As the marching pugs had no way to measure the temperature, the only conclusion they could jump to was that it was cold. Probably somewhere below zero.
There was only one way the cold could get any worse, which would be a frozen river. And that was exactly what they had to deal with. Tallinn-pug, being one of the lower ranking soldiers, was in the back of the March. The river wasn't frozen due to the fast current, so the pugs would have to either find a way to cross without getting wet or they would have to wade through the icy water, which isn't really an option.The commander Pugnus stood in front of the pugs and gathered their attention.
“Beyond this river is an army of well trained chihuahua soldiers. This army vastly outnumbers us. But our job is not to defeat them, but rather it is to hold them back
while your brothers and sisters abroad strengthen themselves. You are the best the pug army can offer. Despite this, many of you will not return from battle. But those who die, die with great honor. And you will be remembered forever when this war ends, and the mighty pug empire is victorious!” The commander's great speech triggered a howl among the invigorated pug soldiers.

        Tallinn-pug, however, was not howling. He began to think about what battle will be like, and whether or not he will survive. His stomach began to knot up. “Tallinn, get your ass over here and help us build a bridge across this river” a higher ranking pug captain beckoned Tallinn over. The other pugs were gathering logs and hewing down large trees. Within minutes a bridge was erected onto the river. As the pugs reached the opposite bank of the river they were met by a sparse forest and and a large ravine a couple of miles downhill. Somewhere beyond this ravine is the chihuahua army.

     The pug soldiers changed formation, placing lower ranking soldiers in front and the higher ups in the back. As a swordsman Tallinn was placed in the middle of the formation. As the pugs reached the ravine, they split the march into thirds. Two thirds will march on either side of the ravine, and the remaining third will march on the lower middle part. Tallinn was in the center march.

      It was silent as the pug legionnaires moved through the ravine, spearmen in front.
The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the pug soldiers feet beating the ground. Tallinn noticed that the sound was getting louder. Commander Pugnus ordered the pug soldiers to stop and listen. But when the pugs halted, the sound of marching did not stop. Instead it continued to get louder.