![]() ![]() And I am positive I’ve caught glimpse of ghosts breezing through the trees to the west… Empire troops are fighting with each other. Lizardmen are fighting with Empire troops. I occasionally hear a menacing roar coming from the general direction we aim to go. The pressure to appeal to my peoples’ ethos is mounting. My mounted lancer units are completely ineffective here. If it’s anything other than gold… Well, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there… All of this, of course, depends on exactly what the recon troops find in the ruins. That loot will be needed to replenish my troll boulder throwers so they can make a last-ditch, long distant effort in knocking down the morale of a pack of lizardmen skirmishers which, in theory, will chase them off the backs of my surrounded thane and his younglings. I’ve got a single group of recon infantry hidden in a line of trees heading for a site of ancient ruins, with the hope of finding sweet loot for our coffers. The other group, my group, is more north-northwest and were trying to skirt around a spider-infested part of the area only to come face to face with a mob of undead Legion troops. One army group is to the east, mucking through the sludge trying to chase off lizardmen. Just by my mere presence, their performance is negatively affected. Some of the troops are grumbling about my past decisions as their general. My forces on the battlefield are divided in half… They have been since we arrived at this cursed swamp.
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