Continuing on my way, I reached the door, just before going through the bubble, there the soldiers who did not have great swimming abilities were waiting for the mages on the blankets so they could get to the surface.
The others were already in a long line swimming by themselves.
I contemplated them for a moment and after a sigh I took the plunge.
My body changed to adapt to the water and after that, I marched towards the shore.
I kept swimming, lost in my thoughts, the scene of that old woman haunting me, her final smile....
Although I know I'm just eating my head off, but... I can't help it, her look hurt, her tears, I know she won't see a tomorrow if her daughter dies and like her, many families.
That is the price of war, it brings honor and glory at the price of death and helplessness.
Following the soldiers I reached the bridge and there Lilith and the others were waiting for me.
Without making any gesture, they led the way and began to follow me, at this moment we were attracting a lot of attention, rumors about us began to spread, not only about my "promotion" to counselor, but also about our capabilities.
Soldiers were looking at us and whispering, some even shouting, but who cares.
The battle was about to begin, so what if they use this time thinking about us and not about their imminent death.
Be that as it may, the countdown was already running and the time will come to all without exception.
When we reached the top we could see the captains and officers of higher and lower rank positioning their respective groups.
The formation was a typical one without any complications, archers in the front line to have the best range for the first salvo, the whole melee line was behind, having some intercalation between polearms and close combat weapons, so that cavalry or large units could not break the formations without any effort, behind these the mages and the supply lines, also it would become the favorite position of our archers when the combat approached the front line.
In this way ammunition supplies will always be available.
It must also be understood that we will use the situation to force them to attack us, although we have no artillery, our numbers are sufficiently smaller that they will not think much about the situation and knowing how player guilds move, they will look for the biggest show, a group of monkeys with machine guns, if they were natives or even, depending on which immortal, they would use more complex tactics, or they would not fall so easily in a battle which obviously has such a strange factor.
I will simply give thanks to their stupidity.
In the center of our formations I could see a tower, resembling a small watchtower, this one was with a free space at the top and a slight roof.
From there I can take full advantage of the height without showing them my wings, I would like this ability to be for now in that slight anonymity, which already know quite a few people in the city, but hey, what can you do.
As long as the enemy doesn't know about it, it will still be possible to surprise them if necessary.
-At my order, they began to form a line, with the tower and myself in the center, extending to the sides, each several meters apart.
On my right were: Lilith, Gea, Pele, Gal and Charon.
While to my left: Irina, Velona, Saun and Balthazar. The latter had the order to go to the city and activate the teleportation on my signal, only if the situation got too out of control.
I climbed the tower and stood contemplating the immense forest.
The beautiful green grass and the salty smell of the sea, such an idyllic landscape will become a nightmare in a short time, a pity.
The army ruckus was already starting to stop, the last soldiers were already climbing the slope and with them, Gwen, Leva and Luneth to my surprise.
Leva was nothing special, it seems she had always worn her general's armor at almost all times, but the aesthetic difference was huge for the girls.
Gwen, like Leva, carried a trident, though in her case more streamlined and lighter.
Her turquoise blue armor gave a beautiful touch with its golden scales, this armor was light, with open areas to facilitate limb movement.
Seemingly focused on dexterity, Luneth on the other hand was different.
A silver armor and headdress with the typical turquoise touches of the sirenoid ore, unlike Gwen, she did not use a trident, if not, a bow.
A long one, by the looks of it, both she and her priestesses were skilled archers.
Although I couldn't imagine her fighting, the air she gives with bow in hand is very different from usual.
The three of them positioned themselves in front of the tower, from there they gave me several glances and I nodded.
The time had come.
Gwen raised her trident and struck the ground a couple of times.
Both taps were lazy due to the wetness of the ground and the grass, but still, without even looking at her, Leva raised hers and did the same.
This was followed by the clattering of the weapons and shields of the entire army.
The inaudible thump became a raging storm that overlapped the noisy surf.
This act was repeated a couple of times, all facing the forest, like a ritual to call the beasts and they came.
From deep in the forest, drumbeats began to be heard, louder and louder, then a crystal sphere rose high in the sky.
It was time.
That sphere was a gadget from the store that has the ability to transmit everything that happened to the real world and overlap it to the time difference, all of this live.
After the sphere, hundreds of bodies began to come out of the forest and our blows ended, not because they didn't want to hit anymore, but because of the terror.
The hundreds in no time were thousands and of those thousands a little more than a dozen were formed.
There were more than two thousand extra soldiers to our prediction.
Our army was no more than an ant trying to stop a wave.
I smiled inwardly and shook my head.
I just hoped I could hold out long enough.
As if my subordinates could read my thoughts, they looked at me and I could see resignation, they wanted me not to, but I have already made a promise, today will be fought to the end.