Myron, soaked in the river, first heard the enemy's trumpets and drums, and was still wondering in his heart. Then the formation that had been deadlocked for a long time began to advance.
A breakthrough? Philadephos and his men have arrived?! Myron, eagerly following his soldiers ashore, felt a surge of excitement. But after a while, the troops stopped advancing and were forced to retreat bit by bit...
"Hold on, soldiers! Push harder, the enemy is almost exhausted!" Unaware of the situation, Myron assumed the troops were losing their offensive strength. Knowing his calls would have little effect, he couldn't help but shout loudly, hoping to rouse their fighting spirit.
