His words were so sorrowful that even the stony-hearted Colonel Kara couldn't remain indifferent to him, "My cavalry unit is too small; it's not of much use. Two battalions of infantry are on their way here, they will arrive soon and help you crush the enemy."
"By the time they get here it'll be too late!"
"It's already too late! Whatever is in your shipyard, it's now all burnt to charcoal, and I won't let my officers die for charcoal. Please go back."
After speaking, Colonel Kara turned his head sharply and left without compassion.
The Navy Lieutenant Colonel stood dazed outside the fortress for a moment, then rode away on his horse, his spirit crushed.
Watching the retreating figure of the diligent Navy Lieutenant Colonel, a bitter taste rose in the throats of the officers atop the fortress. The joy of victory was also diluted, and everyone turned away in silence.
"What's that over there?" Andre suddenly shouted.