As the first rays of the sun peaked over the east, unsullied carrying ladders and pushing battering rams orderly emerged from Aegon's camp. They slowly began to surround the Golden Tooth from every side. As soon as they began to climb the muddy hill, arrows began to rain down upon them from the walls. Jaime Lannister had picked the finest longbowmen from the whole Westerlands to be part of the garrison.