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Time was not to be lost, not this time; you would crush this rabble permanently this time, with no delays and no withdrawals. This time, there will be absolute victory.
To that end, you ordered the sergeants to march the infantry at the fastest pace possible before charging them into the enemy line. To ensure their momentum was properly built up, the sergeants began giving the men a verbal lashing.
<span class="mu-i"> ''Onwards, you men!'' </span>
<span class="mu-i"> ''Get moving, you dogs!'' </span>
The soldiers responded to the sergeants' commands with a bloodthirsty howl, pushing themselves to their limits to reach the Mizarians as quickly as possible. Their armour was moving in unison, and soon enough they would make contact with each other.
<span class="mu-s"> Roll a 1d100 if you would please </span>
