Moments passed, and the soldiers stopped coming to the central district of the city. Looking around, Agni could tell that there were only around 2,000 or a little more in front of him, huddled together. The remaining soldiers must have ignored the warnings and still ran away, but he could not blame them, since when it comes to life and death, it can make people do things that they otherwise would not. The only thing Agni feels for them is pity, since he is completely sure that the Ottomans rushing from the east will devour them alive.
"Alright, here's what we're going to do."
He spoke out, his voice not loud, but as if it was a ripple in the calm lake, it continued to silence all the people who had gathered around, who were talking with each other in loud voices, worried, scared.
Agni looked at the faces of Kattappa and Lieutenant Colonel Sri Ram Kakkar, nodding, signifying that they, along with everyone else, were listening with their ears wide open.