Sure, let the little peons stand on their battlements and behind their ramparts and fire their teeny-weeny arrows. Use a handful of seigecraft to weaken the walls, and send in a horde of bloodlusting berserkers. Revel in the carnage as they drink blood from their enemies hollowed skulls and consume their foes' flesh as soon as they fall! Arrows are too cold and impersonal. War is hideous - always remember that. :devil
It's the ravenous swarm that calls you... forsake your bows and arrows, and take up your skinning knife and bloodcurdling warcries! :yourock: