The Battle of Celavia: II

Date: 05.03.1537

Chris tilted his head to see the reds and whites covered sky, the light glow of yellow made the sky more and more serious. The battle was about to begin.

Chris begged god for victory and proved that he was less confident. Anyone who could understand got the fact that the reason of Chris's lack of confidence is the mishap which happened last eve. Chris was quite sure that the messenger of the Riariks had already vomitted everything that he heard in front of Elvin.

*Clap**Clap*

The board of overthinking which was created inside Chris's head got broken by the sudden claps of Mark. "What's bothering you, brother?", Mark inquired. "Is it any external or internal matter?"

"None", replied Chris."If you could be a little more alert last evening, no matter would have the guts to take over my mind on the battle field."

"Boom!"

A loud noise broke the sleep of the vigilant battle field and shivered the hearts of the soldiers. To their utter surprise, they were targeting cannons to the side of the field, possibly to create a hood of smoke and destroy their vision.

Chris said,"Bring up the cannons and target the middle of the columns of Riarik soldiers. "

On the other side: Elvin watched his soldiers flying here and there and shouted as his throat quivered:"They were not supposed to set up their cannons and that's the reason I asked you all to bring them up! What's wrong with their planning?" Another group of young soldiers got ejected over the battle field and with the anecdote of only four to five cannonballs, a large population of those soldiers got wiped out then and there.

Then the pouring of cannons stopped for good. Elvin was screwed up, what could be the next manoeuvre of the Sayariks?

Chris never wanted to castigate someone who was weak, he thought it to be a cowardly act.