Fierban stood on the roof of some ruined building, from before the barbarians had taken the city. He watched his men clearing away the barbarian's taint from the ancient city with pleasing efficiency. Several buildings flew the Imperial flag along with his own; a pure white field with a black dot in the center.
On the square directly below a unit was performing a drill. The crash of perfectly harmonious feet was pleasing to his ear.
Less so his most recent orders. It would take 5 weeks to get to the capital- 5 weeks in which this conquest would be weak to invasion. A single messenger would do it faster, of course, but something about the message suggested that the Celestial Lord wanted enough to last him a while, and besides, a messenger could get caught. However, there was an alternative; to travel to the nearest of the Celestial Lord's cities, and then have it travel without acompniment. That reduced the round trip to 6 weeks. Yes. He would take a unit of cavalry and escort the goods to [15,-3] (What are name???), and then transfer it to carts for the last stretch along the much safer roads.
Nevertheless, 6 weeks. That was one conquered city worth of time!
He sent a suitably humble message back stating that of course he would arange for all that he could find to be brought to the capital personally.
He then put his inexperienced but, at least, disciplined lieutenant in charge and called together a troupe of riders, and loaded their saddle bags with the stuff. The smell was unbearable, but it was, as he reminded them, for the Celestial Lord himself. They rode out of the city the next day, heading west until they hit forest, then north, then west again, through the rough terrain.
Fierban and a unit of horsemen (and the cargo) ends the turn in (29,-1), or (28,-1), depending on movement rules. (partial difficult terrain=?)
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Topic: Wars of the Celestial Lord - a game of intrigue, strategy and roleplay (Read 22118 times)