Dynasties Online

"Lucius Aurellions leadership skills shocked me that rainy night. How he made each of his men fight like lions to the death is something I will remember until the day I die."

"While his personal combat skills were no better than an elite knight on the best of days at the Battle of Brunag, he avoided all forms of confrontation; together, it was like he had" suddenly lost his combat skills.

"But what I learned that day was that it was not his personal skill at arms I should be worried about but instead was his outstanding leadership skills and cunning strategies, which were so convoluted I still find them strangely genius, weird and stupid at the same time."

Bardornus Asharm, General of the Kingdom of Plurus and commander in chief of the Plurain forces at the Battle of Brunag.

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Faint traces of silver moonlight break through the clouded night sky, shining over two shadowed masses which edged closer and closer to each other, the whinnying of horses and thunder of horse hooves being the only indication of their presence.

Both sides decided against using torches; the fiery light emitted would only reveal themselves to their enemies and prevent their men, whose eyes had finally adjusted to the darkness, to be blinded by the light having to rely on their hearing and other senses to be able to accurately attack their enemies with missile weapons.

Leon used his experience and excellent hearing, which is just below archtorius’, to estimate the range of his shadowy enemies, his face expressionless, cold, and concentrated as he heard something odd in the movements of the horse hooves in front of him as instead of coming from one direction some instead seemed to come from the left side, his mind hardened by over a decade of war made the large man confused for a bit wondering what his enemies had in mind before his eyes widened and began giving orders.

"Fire to the left! 65° angle."

Leon called out his authoritative voice booming out over the steppe ordering the Chavarian mounted archers at the front of the formation to fire on the Plurian light calvary that was slowly forming a semi-circle around the Chavarians diamond formation.

At his command, the disciplined Chavarian horse archers fired shaft after shaft of their deadly steel arrows in the direction ordered, the steel tips finding and punching through the light leather armour of the Plurian light cavalry; their arrowed-filled bodies like so many before them thumped onto the muddy ground. Cries of pain resounded through the steppe while some horses being bigger targets, found tens of arrows shot into them as they collapsed in pain; the riders quick reaction speeds prevented them from breaking their necks as they clattered to the ground with a groan.

’I may not be as good as Archtorius at finding out the enemy’s positions, but I can still manage this much.