Heavy infantry capable of stopping a cavalry charge were no longer mere heavy infantry. They deserved to be called Foot Knights.
Count Siso was delighted by the importance Chris placed on him. The reinforcements Chris had sent were few, but those thousand heavy infantry were proof enough that the prince had committed the core of his fighting force.
The reinforcements Prince Chris had sent posed a threat, but logistics were an even greater headache.
Winter was only halfway over, the mountain roads were rugged, and the longer the supply lines stretched, the greater the risk. They had expected the Bagnians to submit swiftly beneath the Empire's iron hooves, but now the war was dragging on, steadily draining the Bohemian Army's provisions and morale.
After all, the Bohemians had not come to Bagnia to seize and occupy the Mountain Country's territory. This winter war was, at its heart, an exercise in training a dog.
The Bohemian Empire had wanted to use both carrot and stick to make the Bagnians bow to it, turning them into loyal vassals at the northern foot of Mount Casro and a crossroads for invasions of other nations.
As things stood, however, that goal was already beyond reach. Count Siso's defiance and Prince Chris's powerful support had destroyed the foundation of the entire plan.
Thus, when daylight came, the Bohemians sent out an envoy.
But while you could start a war, stopping one was not nearly so easy... especially when Players who had not had their fill of fighting were involved. Even if Chris wanted a ceasefire, they would not agree.
Boom, boom, boom...
Early that morning, the drums of war sounded once again.
The Bohemian scouts had been rather careless the night before. They had failed to notice that, after escorting the supply convoy into