Alexander and the two other swordsmen rushed some of the men on foot, killing most of them. 3 remained now and Alexander saw their commander. Alexander went blade to blade with the commander, wanting to get the leader of the caravan out the way. As they fought, he felt something warm go down his face, not knowing what happened. He struggled in the fight, the commander equally matched with Alexander. Sparks flew from metal hitting metal and the commander seemed to get the upper hand. Alexander wouldn't give up though.