Turn 3
The castle of Athenry has been liberated from English hands, at a loss of one hundred or so brave men, and the nearby English fort, defended by mere peasant archers and militiamen, is under seige. Irish rebels have taken control of Dublin, and England's forces are forced to retreat into the woods near Trim. An army under the command of an English captain, which contained some dismounted knights and armoured sergeants, and a unit of heavy cavalry knights was utterly annihilated by the King's own men, who lured them into the woods where Irish forces were able to outflank them. Irish swordsmen and axemen felled the cocky captain and his knights, while his infantry were devastated by a surprise charge from the flanks. The routers were captured and held for ransom, which the english paid over 2,000 gold for. The released prisoners retreated to the nearby English fort, which now is encircled by the Royal Irish Army under the command of our King. If the English do not come to the rescue of their own harried troops this time, their forces will be reduced in half once more. We also managed to assassinate the English Lord as a mission-related event. We produced merchants for the silver in the region, and our mines are now in operation. We called for the commissioning of an Irish warship.
We assassinated Maurice Fitzgerald, the English general. Good... more english nobles dead means fewer heirs to the throne of our most hated enemy.
Time to assault Athenry, now that our reinforcements have arrived!
We deploy our men in spread formation, and send our archers to annoy their wall defenders.
With men at the walls on ladders, our rams are left unmolested to bash the gate.
Our axemen make short work of the enemy peasants and peasant archers. Foolish English think that walls are enough... you need men, and armour, and more men, and thicker armour, and... you will still die.
Slaying the enemy captain. Good riddance, you're but the first to fall in battle.
We took minimal losses. A crushing victory, all too easy.
Now let's have King Brian taste English blood. At least this time the English remembered to bring armour.
It's not even remotely a fair fight, but then again, I'm not a fair man.
Let's taunt the bastards.
We have cavalry hidden in the trees along with most of our infantry. If I know the English, they will attack my exposed catapults, general, and archers.
Idiots.
They have dismounted feudal knights, and we must rout them. Direct combat won't be so lucky for us.
Fire the flaming rocks on top of their little pointy heads!
Archers, full attack.
The enemy scatters to avoid huge casualties due to missile fire. Now, the javelins, if you please...
Send in the shock infantry, and ride the horses to the rear. CHARGE!!!
The enemy general charges into a hail of spears, rocks, and arrows, then meets a horde of axemen. He runs like a frightened little bunny.
His men, now completely demoralized, all begin to flee after they are surrounded on three sides... even the dismounted knights seemed to curse at their leader and try to run in their armour, to no avail.
We rode them down like grass... and turned them into mulch. 102 Irish losses, 252 English dead, 416 English captured.
We threaten to chop off their heads unless the English King pays for their disgraceful surrender.
With the fall of Athenry, and English resistance in the central forest grinding down into nothing, we launch a full scale attack on the English in the stone fort northwest of Trim Castle. They aren't foolish enough to sally, so they await reinforcements who never come.
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