Chapter note. the first 3 chapters have introduced you to the Three. Each faction is controlled, to a degree, by a real life person so decisions have to be made.
Hidden consequences.
Long marches allow grand plans to be made.
Decisions.
Ehmet had to decide to make his first move. How to attack Terrill and how to breach the defences.
Terrill had to do the same.
The first moves of the battle are being made.
Read on to see what they have decided.
Terrill and all those who were inside Dannamore Holds defences had watched their enemy arrive. Slowly, seemingly unstoppable the Army of Ehemt had made their way along the valley. Holding to the north bank of the river, following its path which lead straight to the Hold. All the first day and most of the morning of the second.
The most experienced of the Cadar guard appealed to their leaders, the Iordans questioned Terrills strategy but no one pushed so far as to test his resolve. His response would have been severe to the point that only the leading Iordan could have expected to retain rank and full physical function if they had tried to change the battle plan.
Terrill was confident as he maintained a vigil on the second day of Ehmets approach, viewing his one time friend from the highest window in the palace that faced them. Confident despite the numbers. Confirmed by his scouts and then by the many eyes who watched the army approach them. By all accounts almost as many were under The Crown Princes banner as there had been in the combined forces at the Battle of Peregrin Run.A number not seen in one place since the beginning of the Vasted civil war.
He could not help but respect anyone who could field so many but he also knew the presures it would bring and you no longer needed spys and agents to know that every side in Vasted and the people in both kingdoms were now concerned with feeding themselves week to week not season to season. Everyone who had lived more than 15 years had also known times when people hoped for food each day and now the gods would be made deaf by the voices that called to them, beseeching them to keep those terrible days as nothing but memories.
Terrill did not fear a siege there was no time and he relish d the fight that would suely come over the next few days, perhaps it would last just a few hours may be a day but no more because he would make sure that his enemy would suffer so greatly they would not join again if given the chance to withdraw. He would have spent all he had before being forced to leave the field himself. Even then if that came to pass there was no one alive who could follow him even in victory as that army would spend the following hours praising their gods for the victory and that they still had breath enough to be alive.
There was little to do but wait and make himself seen with his Cadar guard. They would suffer for this victory as would the Iordans but that is what would have to be because those inside the defences were half his total number. the rest he had sent East under Alden far enough away for Ehmets scouts to consider them gone from the coming battle. Here within his prepared defences Terrill would let Ehmet come on to him out numbered 4 to 1, yet he was filled with confidence and eager to the fight. Then when Ehmet was committed so Alden's force will come from north and south.
Then he realised what Ehmet intended, he did not bother to contain his frustration, nore did he order his mounted archers to conserve their arrows.
"they will work under a hail of iron" he spat through clenched teeth
Ehmet was not going to attack the bridges across the canal nore was he going to bridge the watery barrier himself. As Terrill watched no it became clear that Ehmet planned to drain it dry.
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Three Must Decide.
General FictionThe story is written by one. The factions guided by others. The final word is in ones hand. Conflict, ambition, desire, pain and rage. The Three can only Hope. Many of the major decisions are taken by three separate individuals (friends!) and then I...
