Move out. Are you serious? The population is down, move? He directs it, I take my men and get ready. We want horses only, he wants chariots. We accept, at least there can be some defense if needed. They had been gone for some time, the work and pay over. Who could blame them? They were smart moving during the night, ours wanted to do it during the day. No, but have no choice.
We go out, in the horses and chariots; it is super hot. The sun is beating down on us, the horses working hard, no water, no rest; his desire is too much. We fallow. This is not one day, it took time, they in the night, we in the sun. We tire in the sun. Thankfully the night is coming on. The horses are dead tired, we are no better. Why? Their job is done. we do not have more to pay them. They are being wise, we are not. We move during the day, our sweat on our foreheads.
The upside is that there is water soon, a fort ours. Time to restock and prepare. Not so, I had to stay back, the flame was visible in the air. No horse or man would go through that. We had to wait, nad that was fine in my mind. Let the men rest and sleep, it is not morning. The mountains and sea and all were on fire. You can not see it, but the battle is on. You want your men to sleep as well as possible. You stay up, it is late, they are sleeping. You know that they will defend you to the life, you are watching them, you want them to sleep well. It seems the next great battle is the next day.
You come to realize there was no battle, it was already decided. We had the mountains, we had the fort, even the mounts shut off a retreat route, ummm more south. south east? They are trapped, so we thought. I watched as the men got ready, the fire in the sky. It lifted, "Pharaoh" motioned us forward, He and others thought they were god's. Not me, or my men; but we did our duty and followed. Not great, the others are a strong people, they are already gone. Our fort and soldiers did nothing.
