Time waits for no one. Colonel Kara drew his sabre and commanded loudly, "Arrowhead formation, officers in front, young men to the back, I'll stand first."
"What wishful thinking do you have?" Colonel Bozuhof rode forward and whipped Kara's back with the back of his sword, laughing and scolding, "What makes you think you can stand in the front alone?"
After three battle cries, Andre turned his head to his aide-de-camp and whispered, "Begin."
Accompanied by a command of "Advance!" the beat of drums began, and with the musketeers at the forefront, the Third Legion started to move forward.
The soldiers of the Third Legion, like an unstoppable tsunami, step by step they approached the shipyard. At a distance of more than sixty paces, a musketeer within the wall, unable to bear the psychological pressure, fired his gun at the approaching army.