At dawn,Simon was awaken by the horses' neighing.He immediately got up and got dressed.Then,he put on his armor and helmet.
-"My son came with the soldiers to assist me!Thank you,my lord!"-Simon thought for himself and took his sword.
He put his sword in the sheath and left his tent.He looked straight forward.He spotted his 18 year-old handsome son getting off his horse.Gorgeous fellow was smiling at his father.He was tall,light brown-haired and had gray eyes.The crown prince and his soldiers were wearing chainmail shirts that were extending to the mid-thigh.These gears were accompanied by helmets.Giorgi went towards his father and bent down.The soldiers knelt too.
-Greetings,my king!Your son and your faithful subject is here to accompany you in the battle.
-Please,rise at once,all of you!-Simon looked at them with the smiling face.
Giorgi got up and snuggled his father.Simon hugged him too.
-It has been 8 years,father!I missed you!
-Me too!
Father and son released themselves from each other's arms.Afterwards,they looked at each other again.
-You have grown up,my son!You were only 10,when I was abducted by Persians.I knew,that you would come with your soldiers.Who trained you?
-My mother's bodyguard.According to your letter that I received yesterday,we have to march towards Tbilisi fortress untill morning,right?
-Yeah,son!How many soldiers did you add to my army?
-500.Will this amount suffice?
-It will be sufficient.Even if the Ottomans outnumber us,what matters the most,is our smart strategy,not the quantity of soldiers.
-Indeed,father.Let's eat something.We need great strength in order to fight ferociously against the Ottomans.
Simon ordered Giorgi to distribute the food among the soldiers.They ate whatever they had received from the villagers and soon got on their horses.Simon led the entire army.Prince Giorgi and his 500 soldiers were following the king,then the former 100 Georgian prisoners and at the end,the 5000 Iranians.