"Sir! Sir! They are coming after us!"
"What? Are you kidding? Send some scouts back. I want to know who is following and how many are following."
"But, sir, weren't we fleeing?"
"Fleeing? Hah! We are merely advancing in another direction than originally meant. Now get these scouts going, I want them back here in no more than five days."
"Allright, listen up, people. We just received a long-distance pidgeon from Cromwell. The Saracans are on their heels. Now those desert rats are not as stupid as they seem, and they will not attack us behind these walls when there are not enough of them. We'll wait for the scouting report to decide what to do, but pack your packs already, if there aren't too much of them we'll go out."
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Cromwell keeps retreating his men, to 13,4. Bolbec is, apart from some motivational talks, chilling out in the shadow of a palm tree with an ale on the rocks.
Name // Adriaen Cromwell
Tactics // 3
Combat // 2
Leadership // 2
Speed // 3
Nobility // 4
Piety // 2
Name // Walter de Bolbec
Leadership // 1
Speed // 2
St. Benedictus // Size 2 - Village - ((13, 2))
Class | Training | Equipment | Health | Morale | Position | Leader
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Infantry | Regular | Basic | 87+5/100 | Low | 12, 7 | Cromwell
Infantry | Green | Basic | 100/100 | Average | 13, 2 | de Bolbec