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“<span class="mu-i">Topotērētēs</span> ! (place-warden, lieutenant).” You call out.
“Yes, <span class="mu-i">Domestikos</span> (domestic, commander) ?” The man responds.
“Have the men rest and eat early, no alcohol allowed, we will do battle tomorrow morning.” Saying so, you begin departing for your own shelter, not having to sleep in a tent for once.
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“Formation, get in formation you dogs ! You there, back straight, look at your companions. What are you, blind ? Take a step back unless you want for the Akeonians to stab you first !” One of your officers shouts outside of the town.
You watch as everyone is preparing for their march, soon enough a battle will be held, as such, discipline must be enforced and maintained to the highest degree.
The messengers you had pressed into service continue to run circles, keeping you informed of enemy movements. It seems that your messengers had not gone unnoticed, but that is unsurprising seeing as these men are not trained to be scouts.
Your force will move much slower, being as widespread as it is, unable to march side by side upon the proper stone-paved roads. But this also means that you will not end up stumbling across the enemy unprepared. Quickly, the ground underneath the feet of thousands of men is turned into mud, as a large dust cloud is kicked up by your forces. You will not be hard to spot, but the same no doubt applies to your enemy.
The sound of horns continuously rages as you march, the lack of experience common for most non-border <span class="mu-i">themata</span> (placement, district) army sees the various formations move out of order, your own cavalry riding back and forth to keep them in line when the orders sent out by the horns is unclear, or simply incomprehensible for inexperienced officers.
Eventually, you watch as from the distance as the Akeonian forces begin lining up for battle, having noticed your forces. You quickly do so in return, splitting your force into three, placing your mercenaries in the centre, surrounded by your more dedicated troops, whilst the better equipped levies are placed upon your right, where upon you also place your cavalry, aiming for a breakthrough from that side. That is because your right is entirely covered by even grassland, slowly rolling into hills, whilst your left flank is entirely protected from outflanking by the greatest defence of all – the ocean.
With forces arrayed, it is difficult to make out the Akeonian forces, but the same applies to you. You’ll learn just how large the force is once your lines slam against each other.
You watch as dozens of chevaliers rush out without any hesitation from the Akeonian left.
“Yes, <span class="mu-i">Domestikos</span> (domestic, commander) ?” The man responds.
“Have the men rest and eat early, no alcohol allowed, we will do battle tomorrow morning.” Saying so, you begin departing for your own shelter, not having to sleep in a tent for once.
.
.
.
“Formation, get in formation you dogs ! You there, back straight, look at your companions. What are you, blind ? Take a step back unless you want for the Akeonians to stab you first !” One of your officers shouts outside of the town.
You watch as everyone is preparing for their march, soon enough a battle will be held, as such, discipline must be enforced and maintained to the highest degree.
The messengers you had pressed into service continue to run circles, keeping you informed of enemy movements. It seems that your messengers had not gone unnoticed, but that is unsurprising seeing as these men are not trained to be scouts.
Your force will move much slower, being as widespread as it is, unable to march side by side upon the proper stone-paved roads. But this also means that you will not end up stumbling across the enemy unprepared. Quickly, the ground underneath the feet of thousands of men is turned into mud, as a large dust cloud is kicked up by your forces. You will not be hard to spot, but the same no doubt applies to your enemy.
The sound of horns continuously rages as you march, the lack of experience common for most non-border <span class="mu-i">themata</span> (placement, district) army sees the various formations move out of order, your own cavalry riding back and forth to keep them in line when the orders sent out by the horns is unclear, or simply incomprehensible for inexperienced officers.
Eventually, you watch as from the distance as the Akeonian forces begin lining up for battle, having noticed your forces. You quickly do so in return, splitting your force into three, placing your mercenaries in the centre, surrounded by your more dedicated troops, whilst the better equipped levies are placed upon your right, where upon you also place your cavalry, aiming for a breakthrough from that side. That is because your right is entirely covered by even grassland, slowly rolling into hills, whilst your left flank is entirely protected from outflanking by the greatest defence of all – the ocean.
With forces arrayed, it is difficult to make out the Akeonian forces, but the same applies to you. You’ll learn just how large the force is once your lines slam against each other.
You watch as dozens of chevaliers rush out without any hesitation from the Akeonian left.
