With the delegate informing Perseus of the rejected peace offerings, he clicked his tongue a bit at the missed opportunity and was a bit annoyed at having to do it the hard way.
But nevertheless ordered his army to soon move, and commence taking the city.
And so on the morning of the 8th of November, the full might of Tibias crashed started to against the walls of Zanzan, and the siege of Zanzan finally began.
On that day, as the enemy approached the city walls, kicking up a storm of dust in the cold dry weather, from atop the ramparts, Cambyses personally gazed down to observe the sea of enemy ready to challenge her.
The young married woman was dressed in her old crimson red armor, her chestnut hair tied up in a ponytail, while a thick, black woolen overcoat draped over her to combat the biting cold that was starting to slowly creep into this world.
And as she stoically gazed at the enemy, this was the sight that greeted her.