Imagine if the elephants were on the Americans side. I picture it going something like this:
The Americans are trapped in the Alamo, surrounded by the Mexican horde on all sides with no where to run. They receive a radio call telling them that help from Siam is on the way. That's when they see it, a C-17 Globemaster III coming in nice and steady getting ready to drop their reinforcements. The American commander is ecstatic, asks how many people are on the plane.
"10" replies the leader of the 82nd Siam airborne division. Disappointed, the American commander said that they had hoped Siam's commitment would at least match their own. The Siam commander asks the American what his profession is, he tells him he's a farmer whose been drafted. There's a similar story for all the American troops.
The Siam commander calls out "PEOPLE OF SIAM WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION!?" Then the elephants start roaring and go ******* wild. The parachuting of elephants begins, and history is forever changed.