Inspired by Psiloi's thread, what's the closest you've been to defeat when you snatched victory from it's clutches?
Mine was late High era, as the Spanish facing the Egyptians in Egypt. I had a bulky, heavily armoured army that had earned it's wings in Scandanavia and was in no way cut out for desert fighting. So... I thought 800 fanatics might help.
Lined everyone up and advanced at a fast trot, fanatics forming the front line, flanked by ChivFK and my Knights behind. Halfway to the enemy, my cavalry has no endurance left and the FootK aren't much better. figuring that my mass of Fanatics can easily handle the piddling Eggys, I troop on, leaving the chivalry (mainly Lancers, mind) further and further behind.
I was wrong. The Knights arrive just in time to cut up a few skirmishers that were harrassing the hundred or so fanatics that survived, then had to fight up hill, under a storm of arrows. They took the hill, but with no fast cav and facing a lot of Camelry archers, I had to again march to the enemy, up another army, somehow breaking them again.
Then their reinforcements came.
I ended up embattled, in a corner, under a hail of arrows from all the camelry. At this point even my 9* general was wavering, along with all his Knights.
In a last ditch effort, I charged (read as walked painfully slowly) my general and remaining Lancers to the enemy general, killing him. Half the eggys routed, but the other half encircled my Knights. Commiting my last few men, the battle turned into a messy melee in little valley. Camelry charging and recharging, with my Knights too tired to even think of disengaging to do the same.
I eventually drove them off, cornering the last camelry unit between two lancer units.
How many men did I have on the field at the end? 18.
The upshot of this though, was the Eggy Empire being broken in two, a crap heir coming to power and a civil war breaking out!
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