So, the Alliance army turned tail and ran. Surprising.
It looked like they had plenty of fight left in them.
They received some sort of urgent message. I imagine
[cdb]that means a crisis has popped up somewhere in the
Alliance.
Almyra, probably.
After only two years? The Almyrans have certainly
[cdb]grown restless lately.
Maybe they're in the middle of a succession.
Been 20 years or so since their current king took
[cdb]the throne, after all.
So what are we gonna do? Go after 'em?
No. We'll let them go.
But when the Imperial army tried to withdraw from
[cdb]the Alliance, they were hunted down! Destroyed!
We should give them a taste of their own medicine!
The enemy's retreat takes them through our
[cdb]territory's richest grainfields. If we engage them,
[cdb]the Empire's breadbasket will go up in flames.
What's more, they're leaving those fields untouched
[cdb]when they could just as easily set them ablaze.
We'll repay their decency in kind.
Well, OK. If that's how you wanna play it.
Minister Bergliez, I must return to the emperor and
[cdb]brief her on these latest developments.
Do what you must. But please deliver a message from
[cdb]me as well.