Frame stared in silence at the road before him as he stood on the top of a Tank.
The battle of New York was a complete and utter Failure, but they were not defeated no....to be truly defeated they needed to be completley wiped out from America and that meant before they got to the coast to the evactuation ship's.
And now this he now knew who was leading these Rebel's against them, but clearly she was the only one capable of this and at first those year's ago he had thought she died...and seeing her leading a Army in New York....that just proved him wrong on her death.
Though now here they were his Combined Army of those who were stationed In New York and those who came to aid them from Pensylviana. However they had been picking up survivors of recent attack's and let them join them on their march to the coast....though it had been a week or two however since they left New York and it seemed like they had been on the March for day's.
The fact that the Confederacy Soldier's had been hounding them for that amount of time was not good either, but never the less they continued their course no matter the cost.
Frame had ordered his troop's to protect the rear of their retreating Army to make sure the Enemy could not get or kill them all, but the realization that the Enemy were not giving up was a clear sign to continue their march to the coast....or they would all be stuck in America and would be killed most likely.
He knew why the Enemy Soldier's would not stop chasing them however and that was because of her.....one look and she knew that when she saw him he had to die....he knew the demon to well to not anticipate her move's.
Though the march was getting to many of them their mind's were clear and their objective clear, though the men might have complained they knew that they had to keep moving other wise they would meet their doom and their death's to the enemy and possibly would never get to see their families or friend's again.
As for Frame he had stayed silent the entire trip from New York he barley said a word ever since he laid his eye's on her again, but everyone could tell the man was in deep thought especially when he simply ignored the fact that his tank had been bouncing and getting stuck in mud all the time.
Even though Gerald and his Scientists were working on the new Tank's and Technology they still were lacking behind on the Technology race against Europe, but the Grand Army was the only Army in the Military at the moment with the Newer Tech.....if only he wasn't so busy with that damn Airship.
"Life's Work my ass." Frame whispered to himself when he noticed the Tank had stopped yet again due to the mud. This constant stopping of the Tank by the mud was beginning to piss him off to his limit's, but he couldn't help it to only one to blame here was Gerald and that Airship he was so busy working on above all else.
"Someone get this damn Tank back and moving again!" Frame shouted out to the nearby Soldier's who simply saluted and nodded going to the aid of getting the Tank moving again.
Everyone knew Frame was not being his normal self and took that into heart as they tried to clear out the mud from under the Tank for what they believe was the fifth time.....today.
Frame went back to staring ahead of them as he put his hand on the top of the Tank, but he couldn't help to let his anger loose considering the situation they were in and he knew the men understood as well.
He had completely ignored the fact that the men trying to get the Tank out had slipped and fallen into the hole along with the Tank, but when they got up Mud and Dirt was all over there Uniform's and equipment. This was also due to the Tank which tried to get out with it's tread's when they got toward's it.
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Conquest: Darkness Rises
Action"You understand yes? The Art of War has forever changed, there are no Hero's no Villain's, their's only the men and women who choose to fight for the good of this world, or for their own desire's, You're a fool and a boy to believe in such thing's."...