"Charge! Ahhhh!"
"Forward men! *Trumpet*! Forward!"
"Kill those bastards! Remember what they did to us!"
"Revenge for our brothers! Revenge for all our suffering! Revenge for our tribe!"
"A thousand years of blood debt! Repay it all! Repay them and then some!"
As soon as the last of the wooden pontoons were laid down, shouts of such animalistic fury rang out from across the whole of Alexander's ranks as his men ran across the rickety bridge to meet their enemy.
Well, technically they were not his men as it was the center that had charged and that was composed entirely of the Helvati,
But the sentiment was the same.
Upon seeing their hated enemy right at their fingertips, these fierce tribal folks lost all their inhibition for battle and discarded any concerns about fighting on such a rickety platform like a floating pontoon bridge to bulldoze towards them like a bull seeing red.