I decided to break the routine of pull lever-pepper siege with bolts--pull lever--send out melee to mop up--clean. I left the gate open.
I miscounted with my troop placement, the marksdwarves showed up too late and missed the squads of axe and hammer goblins they were supposed to pin. Instead the deep and surface melee squads met the ogres head on, while bowgoblins swordgoblins and more ogres chased a child and a legendary bone carver, falling on the latter in a mob of 20, so that I could only tell his state by the flurry of severed limbs that flew out of the crowd.
The front line was the old ogre gretto, now the head melee dwarf's home. it was her child that died. The husband falls in battle in minutes, pierced by arrows. Her other child, the older sister went mad and wanders the halls raving. The captain is still ecstatic, she is too far gone in the slaughter to care for her lost children and slain husband. She, "The Rumored Land of Doors", which i assume is a goblin euphemism for the afterlife, slays an ogress and carves up a goblin.
The marksdwarves rally and the elite squad, although caught mid way to the roof of the old ogre cabin, and shooting from deep melee, do terrible damage to the goblins. Their archers flee, their axemen beeline and are taken one by one. Wrungknives has won the day. There are seven dead militiary, two civilians.
However years of partying in tiny clay bars and brothels has taken a toll on my angry, for the most part bedless masses. Lots of red arrows.
And the popular bookkeeper has just died to a tribe of troglodytes, seconds before the militia tore them apart. Deep wood expedition has now taken two lives.
Tantrum spiral brewing. Population now 146.
*Edit Giant Cave Spider Attack, Castletwists has killed five, and Im hoping she gets caught in a cage trap soon.
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