Alik, before it's too late, tell your men to retreat. Don't do this; in any case, Alik, you and I will die. What's the point of all this? Who will win this? You and I will not survive, understand? If I see you in action, I won't show you mercy, just like you won't, understand? It's better if you come to me as a guest. Retreat your men. Have pity for their mothers, have pity for your guys, retreat them. Give the order to retreat.