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The moment you mention that you want to keep Albarra, Crown Prince laughs.
"Then there's nothing we can possibly talk about! Salute to you! May you fight well!" He snaps the reins of his horse and rides forth toward his army's lines. You do not hesistate and return to your soldiers the moment the Satoriassi war horns trumpet above their banners.
The battle begins with the usual charge of footsoldiers, who clash in a gruesome melee!
5*
Despite the lesser numbers on the Kastorian side, the initial melee goes in your favor! For every body of your countryman there's two or three of their enemies.
1
The numbers more even, the battle should go better, alas!
The flanking of the Satoriassi horsemen is devastating to your ranks. Mercenaries and peasants drop their weapons and run in amok, as your soldiers get chopped down. Even your orcish bodyguards have to spill blood as every few moments a Satoriassi footsoldier reaches your position with ease. Your army crumbles all around, and your retainers, and even the Orcish bodyguards, urge you to retreat.
3
In the post-battle chase, many of your remaining soldiers are scattered, and you escape the vicinity of the battlefield with your group of bodyguards only, the Marshal, and few ranking officers.
4
You lose several days before you manage to evade the Satoriassi raiders and scouts looking for you.
You return to the capital in shame. Your loyal court gathers to discuss your options - or rather lack of it. The noble courtiers, both of high and low ranks, the clergy observers and the royal officials; they all urge you to beg Satoriassi invaders for peace.
A) "We must resist! As long as we resist, there's hope!"
B) "Indeed. Let's send an envoy, hopefully it's not too late yet."