Year 488 - War on the Continent

[Geoffrey]

In general, Geoffrey was fairly indifferent on whether the knifers survived or not but this campaign had just begun, and men lost today would mean a more difficult battle tomorrow.

"If the foot soldiers took up defensive positions after engaging them, that would increase their chances of survival and delay the enemy forces long enough for us to flank them."

[Cedwyn]

[ooc: Craig...did I read your earlier post as saying having a force of knights coming up on their flank would make it easier for them to escape. As opposed to a full assault...where if we go all-in attacking they'd be overwhelmed?]

[GM Craig]

A force of knights on the flank would be more likely to break them. Risky for the knights, and a broken army will be hard to contain, but potentially great glory for the participants (and the leader who ordered it), as the leadership might be exposed.

So, it'll be a shorter battle, most likely, and pose the greatest risk to the knights. Overwhelming them will make it harder for the enemy to escape, but will likely bring greater casualties to your infantry, and the leadership would be more likely to escape.

[Cedwyn]

Cedwyn laid out the field.

"At this point, we've been on the march too long and they are ready for us. Sir Geoffrey...were there any signs of potential reserves or support columns for that lot? If not, I say we simply overwhelm them. It's not glorious but at this point I simply want this campaign over so we can go home. There's been little plunder and even less glory."

[Geoffrey]

"None that I saw.  It appeared as if they were confident they would catch us off guard."

[Cedwyn]

Cedwyn nodded, "It is for certes now that they know we are aware of them. That may break them some and set them to running faster. Regardless, I wish to smash them here and now and move forward. If we can capture their lords, so much the better but breaking their little army will do for now."

[Geoffrey]

"I will inform the men so that they will be prepared." Geoffrey replied, waiting a few moments before leaving in case Cedwyn had anything else to add.

[Arne]

Arne nodded in acknowledgement to Sir Cedwyn's statement, and tightened his grip on the horse's reins.  "Yes, let's take them now before they have time to close ranks and make ready for us."

[Cedwyn]

Cedwyn nodded, "Then to battle we go, by God!"

He signaled to his squire, [INSERTNAME], to pour wine for them.

Cedwyn then raised his cup, "To battle!"

[Arne]

Arne grinned ferociously, drew his sword and held it high for all of the Nordheimers to see, and roared,  "<Skeggǫld, Skálmǫld, Skildir ro klofnir!>"


(OOC:  Translation as, "Axe time!  Sword time!  Shields are splintered!")