"Your Majesty!" Eliza shouted as she grabbed her King's shoulder, Eliza's paw wrapped around his fur trying to pull him down "This battle is going south, I suggest you retreat behind the lines so that you have a better chance of avoiding capture in case the army itself retreats!" Eliza had to shout over the gunfire, she adjusted her shako as a cannonball hit the ground and threw dirt in her visor "Please, Your Majesty, I'm practically begging!"