The riverbank fell into silence, and Iberus began to feel relieved: if those cunning troops had appeared while he was leading the retreat… things might have ended differently.
"Leader, should we keep waiting? The enemy has cavalry—our people may struggle to return successfully!" a sailor on board couldn't help but plead.
Iberus was still hesitating when the poleman standing at the bow suddenly shouted, "Leader, there's a fleet heading straight toward us ahead!"
Iberus sprang up in shock, rushing to the poleman's side in just a few strides. Indeed, at the bend of the river, several boats appeared, packed with people, floating downstream and sailing toward the riverbank.
"The Nix people have a fleet!..." Iberus opened his mouth in astonishment.
