Good King.
It is your son Harasp-e-Dahaen. I give you news of our first great victory against the Demon that is the Arche. I had my artist provide you with some drawings to help with your imagining of such and unbelievable victory. I of course was present within this heroic battle and I was the whole and only cause of our victory.
I set up our forces in the traditional matter in which we all attack a city. I stood at the far right of the line and lead our soldiers from that illustrious position. As I realized that our spies had managed to sneak the northern gates open, I marched our army into the undefended gates and began to rain death on the defenseless armies. I was a sad thing really, to see such good men die all because the refused to negotiate.
Oh, did I forget to mention that? I had sent my personal emissary, Orodes, to discuss their surrender, but when they tried to poison my man, I was obligated to attack. There was no way they would get away with insulting me and the whole Pahlav kingdom.
Forgive me, I rant. As we rained arrows on them, the levy spearman charged down the main boulevard and attacked my weaker cavalry. I pulled my bodyguard down the left outer street while I ordered my other Dahae Riders to move down the eastern outer road. The levies were butchered in the cross-fire. As they retreated back to the town square, man after man fell under the maelstrom of arrows. Then their sole unit capable of hurting my men, Slingers, pfft, let loose their bullets. Not for long. They too met the fate of the levies.
Well Father, I hope you enjoyed this epic tale of our first great victory against our nemesis. I would tell you to reply, but I shall probably not be here in Zadrakata, by the time it would get here. I plan on marching on the next cities in the region. I will either attack Asaak or Hekatompylos, whichever choice is most sound. I will send you a message as soon as possible. Farewell Great King
Your son,
Harasp-e-Dahaen
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