"Lord Commander! Reinforcements! We plea for reinforcements!"
Lord Macht was just done quipping out a joyous roar as his units' amazing progress in hounding the enemy when suddenly a frightened runner came to him beg him as such.
"Hmmmm?" And at first even this experienced general was caught slightly off guard hearing so, thus appearing puzzled.
'Reinforcements? What reinforcements? Where send reinforcements? We are just about to push these bastards into the sea!' He thought to himself, and then even turned to look at Remus's units to make sure he was not just dreaming.
And sure enough, he could see the entire enemy contingent of five hundred men had been pushed nearly a kilometer, to the point, the vague outline of the sails of the ships docks near the coast was starting to become visible.