The closer they got to the shores, the more stern Ratum's face turned.
He called his Holy Generals one last time and had them leap from ship to ship to get to him.
And when everyone was gathered, Ratum brought out a massive, well-drawn map and stomped it hard on the wooden table.
~Bam!
"Everyone! These savages had no chance against us.
According to my calculations, we should already outnumber them with our sheer numbers alone.
Additionally, our fighting moves are better than theirs!"
Everyone listened and nodded in agreement.
This battle should indeed be easy, with almost no casualties.
The casualties might only come because they just realized that these barbarians actually had black powder.
Heh. Not bad.
At least they weren't total savages.
But without a doubt, the number of black powder they have should be nowhere near theirs.
