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Call the militias forward and send them in.quote:The militias are not your best-drilled or best-equipped force, but they are your most numerous, and against an enemy no better ordered or armed, they may well be the best option. After all, you have little doubt that Wulfram still has professional soldiers held somewhere as a final reserve, and you'd rather not entirely deplete the fighting strength of your own professional soldiers before he commits them. quote:The enemy open fire the instant your forces begin moving forward. It's nothing which anyone with any real understanding of the word might call a volley, more a splattering of flame and smoke, a ragged splash of thunder, crackling up and down the great mass of the enemy as they fire off their weapons one by one. It is a ragged, slovenly thing. quote:Only one section of the shore batteries remains in Wulframite hands. Only one small redoubt still shields the Duke of Wulfram's evacuation from your forces. If you can take that last section, then you'll be able to command the whole of the docks from its ramparts. Not even a rowboat would be able to moor or shove off from Aetoria's piers without your say-so. Wulfram and Crittenden would be compelled to end their evacuation. Those of their forces still trapped in the city would be obliged to surrender. quote:You cannot imagine that the Wulframite force now trapped in the last remaining section of the shore batteries should wish to be subjected to the bloody eventuality of a general assault, especially given the fact that you know from long experience that men who have just fought their way into a fortified position at great cost are rarely inclined to take prisoners—or treat the captives they do take particularly well. If you're able to make contact with the Wulframite commander, perhaps you'd be able to persuade him that it would be far better for all involved if he and his forces were to surrender without a fight. quote:
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# ? May 18, 2024 18:38 |
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I must confer with my officers.
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Could use some advice here!
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Talk to our officers
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Confer with our good buddies (officers).
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Charge!
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Regallion posted:Could use some advice here!
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I wasn't sure if it was a free option, but it looks like it's got a good amount of support here: I must confer with my officers. quote:No sooner do you put the question to your officers, you receive an answer. It was. My bad!
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Only a general assault will end this quickly. Let us resolve this with a goodly slaughter.
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Kill em all
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLTchCiC0T0
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I doubt they'll be up for parley with the guy who just thoroughly backstabbed them. Murder time.
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You know they say that all officers are created equal, but you look at us and you look at Wulframites and you see that statement is not true. See, normally if you do a general assault, you got a 50/50 chance of winning. But Alaric d'al Sancroix has a Ruthlessness score of 74%! That leaves Wulframites with 26%, AT BEST, to beat him. Then you add Illegitimate Caz to the mix, and Wulframites chances of winning drastically go down. See, in three-way fight, one has got a 33% chance of winning, but Caz has a 62% Discipline score and he's sure as hell gonna try! So Wulframites take their 33% chance, minus Alaric's 26% chance, and that leaves them with 8 percent. But then you add Alaric's 74% chance of winning, and then add Caz's 62%, and the Dragoons have got 136% chance of winning the general assault. See Wulframites, the numbers don't lie, and they spell disaster for you at the general assault.
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Yeah maybe there's some silver-tongued officer that can talk them down but it ain't us. assault!
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Let's 'negotiate'. Musketry, bayonets and grenades are our opening offer. General Assault.
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Only a general assault will end this quickly.quote:Not all of your officers approve when you make your decision known to them, but none of them argue the point. You all know time is of the essence, and if you're to end matters quickly, then you have none to spare for debating how such an end is to be achieved. So, you dismiss your subordinates to your commands and turn your attention to the final preparations to be made before the assault. quote:It cannot help but remain a surreal experience to see so climactic a scene set in motion by your orders, only to observe the course of its execution as a passive observer. It isn't the first time your decisions have determined the outcome of an action; indeed, you had in some ways gotten used to the idea of your decisions having some great effect on others, first as a fighting officer, then as a Lord of the Cortes. quote:For a moment, you consider intervening directly, the sound of battle drawing you in as it carries on, concealed behind the smoke and the shadow of the barricades. The idea of striding in, sword in hand, as you once did draws you forward like a lodestone, possessed of a force which seems to grow stronger with every single moment. quote:
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Murder time, let's goooooooooooooo
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I must lead my command in person. It's the least they deserve. That doesn't mean "Go sword some guys" since we didn't put on the armor, that just means "Do a little shouting while in the middle of your guys"
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Violence calls.
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Xander77 posted:Murder time, let's goooooooooooooo
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Blood for the blood god
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We wouldn't miss out on front row seats to the mayhem, right?
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VostokProgram posted:Blood for the blood god
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yeah let's put our... 20% soldiering to good use? By taking a bullet meant for someone else? Or let's not risk our skin.
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We need every bit of meat for the grinder including our own.
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VostokProgram posted:Blood for the blood god
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I am interpreting most of these votes wanting to close with the enemy rather than leading in person, so here we go: I've waited too long to close with the enemy! No longer! quote:You cannot deny that part of you had rejoiced when open battle came to Aetoria's streets. For all the ruin that it has caused, some part of you had all but welcomed the prospect of fighting within the capital, for it meant that the games of politics and intrigue which you were so inexperienced in had given way to open war. It meant that the day was not to be decided by Cortes speeches and club-room dealings, but in the circumstances with which you're most familiar. quote:The battle you advance into is a chaos of shouts and smoke, of the echoing clash of steel and the thunder of pistol-shot. It's all around you, the sound of two great bodies of men fighting for their lives. Yet even so, proximity has brought you no understanding. The whirl of the battle around you is as incomprehensible up close as it was from afar, and you can make neither heads nor tails of its course. Here, you see the outline of a body of men pressing forward; there, you see shapes in retreat. Whether they're yours or the enemy's, you cannot tell. The fog has broken the battle up into a hundred different death-grapples, without order or direction. quote:Crittenden's Marines approach with hard eyes and fixed bayonets, with the confidence of trained and veteran fighting men who know in their hearts that they're the better of any who might stand in their path. That does seem like a 20% Soldiering performance quote:A pistol cracks, loud enough to cut through the haze and confusion. Your would-be killer falls, his musket clattering away. His companions fall back, suddenly assailed on all sides by figures surging out of the fog, men of your assault force, your allies. But it looks like the Dragoons were just good enough! quote:It is sunset before an accurate tally of your prisoners can be reported: a final reckoning of the result of the day's fighting. quote:The dead and wounded are littered along the whole length of the shore batteries and beyond. Already, the stink of decay has begun to overpower the smell of powder. The drying blood is sticky and rotting under the tread of your feet. Flies and carrion birds have already begun to descend, along with the first knots of looters—for some evidently aren't so shocked by the visitation of open war upon their home streets to seek some profit amongst the bodies of those now lying in them. quote:Brother, quote:
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You may notice that Alaric's health stat has been cut in half quote:
And one last look at the regiment
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Sounds rather urgent. Secret Queen loyalists, non-bastard section, represent.
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We didn't even get to stab anyone! "Perhaps Her Majesty will be able to offer some solution to our quandary."
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AM I BEING DETAINED? Refuse to recognize the queen's jurisdiction because of the presence of the South Fleet's admiralty flag.
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Sounds rather urgent. I'm just amazed we survived that assault at all with our abysmal stats.
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LJN92 posted:Sounds rather urgent. Same to both
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LJN92 posted:Sounds rather urgent.
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Sounds urgent The stab took 20% off our health so we didn't get away easy. I wonder what the lead the command option would have been like.
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LJN92 posted:Sounds rather urgent.
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"That sounds rather urgent, Corporal."quote:"It is," the Corporal responds stiffly, whether out of hostility or some other sentiment, you cannot say. "Her Majesty was quite clear that you be presented before her immediately." quote:It's a long way from your regiment's billet to the Northern Keep, though perhaps not as long as it was on the day of Wulfram's uprising. Yet the journey gives you plenty of time to observe the scars which that bloody day had torn through the city. Even now, the streets are still filled with rubble, and there are places where the stench of rotting blood still seems to cling to the tongue. Not even the city's great monuments are untouched: Victory Square is still strewn with debris, Saint Octavia's Park is all over with the remnants of looting and skirmishing, and Grenadier Square—with all of its valuable records and archives and trophies of battles past—is all but burned to the ground. quote:And you don't want to be on the losing side, for you suspect there will be precious little mercy for those caught up in it. quote:
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"For once, I think we're in agreement."
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"You're aware that it might have been us hanging there, had we lost?"
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BraveLittleToaster posted:"For once, I think we're in agreement." We are 75% ruthlessness so this
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