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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: SPAMKINGDOM+: Grand Duke Estwalf of Tven!
« on: April 18, 2017, 09:53:11 am »
You order the Army to amass into a large block that will strike the centre; your horsemen will fall upon one of the flanks in the meanwhile.
The battle begins badly as the mass of Luthian soldiers and mercs presses hard upon your men from most sides except the rear.
But soon the order of battle crumbles by the Luthian flank! The horsemen of yours struck into their side, sending one of the 'blocks' of foot and archers fleeing toward the centre of the Luthians' ranks. About a thousand or maybe thousand-and-half soldiers has been shaved from the hands of Luthian commanders.
This allows your Army to push forward against the centre. The fighting is heavy but it's clear that discipline and morale of your veteran soldiers, under your command, fares better than a motley ranks of mercenaries under nebuluous directives of city mayors and politicians.
You hear a horn - the Luthian nobility is charging the front!
These well-trained horsemen break through the front ranks! And the seconds! Soon you see a couple of them near your position - and one of them points his warhammer at you, issueing a challenge! With a yell, he steers his galloping horse toward you!
A) I don't wanna die, ruuuuun!!
B) CHAAAARRRGGEEE!!!
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The battle begins badly as the mass of Luthian soldiers and mercs presses hard upon your men from most sides except the rear.
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But soon the order of battle crumbles by the Luthian flank! The horsemen of yours struck into their side, sending one of the 'blocks' of foot and archers fleeing toward the centre of the Luthians' ranks. About a thousand or maybe thousand-and-half soldiers has been shaved from the hands of Luthian commanders.
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This allows your Army to push forward against the centre. The fighting is heavy but it's clear that discipline and morale of your veteran soldiers, under your command, fares better than a motley ranks of mercenaries under nebuluous directives of city mayors and politicians.
You hear a horn - the Luthian nobility is charging the front!
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These well-trained horsemen break through the front ranks! And the seconds! Soon you see a couple of them near your position - and one of them points his warhammer at you, issueing a challenge! With a yell, he steers his galloping horse toward you!
A) I don't wanna die, ruuuuun!!
B) CHAAAARRRGGEEE!!!
