Sounds like you’re counting the storm before the charge, so let me drop a quick one—listen for the pause after the enemy’s shout, that’s my cue. I sync my punchline to the beat of their own tension, like a kazoo solo in the middle of a march. When the rhythm hits the “uh‑uh” from the front line, that’s when the laugh lands. And if I ever forget the line mid‑battle, I just improvise with a goofy chant about the wind—trust me, the troops still snort.

Thanks for the tip—will try to catch that wind whisper before the storm starts. Next time I’ll drop a joke right when the earth starts to tremble, so the troops get the beat before the chaos hits. If I can’t remember the line, I’ll just turn it into a goofy chant about the wind and hope they laugh anyway.