There was no time to be lost; your original goal, the harbour in the bay, would be left for later. You would need to somehow reunite with the other parts of the army.
<span class="mu-i"> ''Let us be off.'' </span> You said. <span class="mu-i"> ''One cannot fight an enemy when you are still missing a limb.'' </span>
You pointed to a more northern harbour. <span class="mu-i"> ''We shall take this town, load our heavier equipment from the ships, and the rest of our still embarked comrades.'' </span>
<span class="mu-i"> ''And what are we to do about this castle over here?'' </span> Someone asked.
<span class="mu-i"> ''Disregard it; our siege equipment is still aboard the ships. And besides, the castles round these parts typically lack the curtain wall or size of their southern counterparts.'' </span>
That much is true; most of the castles in the northern parts of the world are typically made from brick and given further outbuildings of wood. And the ethanol you could use for that was also aboard the ships.
No, you would march upon whatever the harbour and village were called.
The village of Nyholm probably hadn't expected your arrival, at least not as quickly as you had come. A great host of ships, bearing the white and red of Greifswald, had already docked before the village.
While initially there were some who would attempt to fight, the town militia had already lost heart to fight.
You were greeted by a Svegalian peasant. <span class="mu-i"> ''Hallå, vad gör ni här?'' </span>
<span class="mu-i"> ''What,'' </span> you said. <span class="mu-i"> ''What, exactly, is he saying?'' </span> you asked.
<span class="mu-i"> ''I think he is asking us what we are doing here.'' </span> One of your commanders said.
<span class="mu-i"> ''Damn, Visküste speaks Svengalian, doesn't he, but he is abroad the ship. Do any of you speak Svengalian?'' </span>
An eerie silence fell over your assembled commanders. None of them actually spoke the language, so you would need to get yourself a translator once more.
The village itself was an unimpressive sight, with wooden houses and huts and various pens and other structures scattered around. Only the church was made from brick and lime. The villagers seemed wary of your presence, though you had forbidden the plundering of the village, as you needed the infrastructure to remain intact.
You would stay for about two to three days to unload the rest of the cargo and for the scattered part of the fleet to arrive.
There's not much variety in food around these parts, mostly herring and rye bread for the troops. Thankfully, it was spring, so the winter wouldn't hollow out the army for now.
You would start to plan out your next move upon Ölfland.
