Ah! A voice cried in pain.
"Don't go deep into the battle. Stay together," Thomas commanded.
Division A soldiers were overwhelmed with the population. Hardly would they see Division A soldier among the multitude. Everywhere was filled with the Miansa soldiers. The only advantage Division A had been their fight close to each other. They help each other out. The three-five-man formation was almost rendered useless with their overpopulations.
"Tried to kill the enemy in the shortest time."
Ten sharpshooters stood a hundred meters away from the battle. They monitor the battle like an eagle. They would save any soldiers of Division A who were at their end wit.
"Bentley! 4. O'clock. "Thomas yelled.
Swiss!
Ah!
