What a boring war, it's just a continuous stream of victories and reinforcements magically appearing.
A blender movie of this would be boring.
Morning came.
One of the generals was standing out over his troops on a small ridge, "Let us have victory today!".
The war horn sounded early and the traditional war speech was abandoned. Troops marched forward, archers rained arrow cover, Roman soldiers hurled javelins into the forces outside the grand tower, it looked like surrounding the tower would be an easy victory, but another war horn sounded, an Egyptian war horn. A massive wall of Egyptian soldiers charged across the western field, chariots came whizzing by, the riders hurling spears into the allied army. It was hopeless, the large force that had been sent to capture a spot for siege equipment, had been stopped.
At that moment Tiberius grabbed me and flung me on onto his horse, "Go! Ride! Warn the nearest cities, we've fallen, and-- GAH!!". At that moment an arrow had pierced his leg and he'd buckled in pain.
As I rode away I looked back, they were surrounded, being savagely killed, from atop a far ridge I watched as the allied army was brutally executed. As I rode on, I could hear the screams of the women in the camp being brutally attacked. I gritted my teeth knowing it would be suicide to turn back. I rode on, and on, and on, and finally, I got the the large city of Waltreshire, and ran hard to the governor's palace.
