The waves were swift, and after two failed attempts to intervene, the tide was less than two thousand meters from the Empire's defensive line.
Though it seemed far, a few breaths of air were all it would take to reach.
There was no time left!
Standing atop the city wall, Konstantin's face was filled with fear, as he knew what would happen when the massive wave crashed down.
"Form up defense!"
Faced with such pressure, the commanders of the Empire murmured and began their last stand.
"First group formation complete!"
"Second group formation complete!"
"Third group formation complete!"
The commander took a deep breath, "Brothers! We swear not to retreat!"
"We swear not to retreat!"
The simultaneous shouts of the soldiers echoed in Konstantin's ears, awakening him from his fear.
Ze Xiu hurriedly protected Konstantin, whispering, "Your Majesty, let's retreat now, it's too dangerous!"
