The trumpet call made all of Alexander's infantry huddle together to brace for the inevitable impact, as soon the enemy phalanx was on them and a repeat of the previous encounter replayed itself.
As they had practiced, the legionaries threw their pilums once the enemy was in range, and then charged, intending to deal a heavy blow to the incoming enemy.
But this time the phalanx, having suffered once, adjusted to the situation much better, and effectively counterattacked, thus drawing another stalemate, where two giant bodies of men, wood, and steel meshed together to produce a pool of blood and gore.
'The same thing? What are they planning?' Alexander appeared confused at this one-trick pony-style attack.p'
But soon, his confusion began to turn into concern as they saw the slingers and archers whom he previously thought had been routed begun to make a comeback.
