I remember palying with the KH in the summer, like 8 months ago (BTW, i live on the southern hemisphere). I was happy having holded the maks at bay, and making friends with the epirotes. In a very bad moment, I decided to conquer Asia Minor, inorder to free the greeks in the area, and bring peace to a land devastated by 14 years of fight (the areas surrounding the cities were all black and devastated).

All was well, I was winning an attrition war against Pontus, kicked the Arche Seleukeia in the ***, but suddenly I came withing sight of one of the provinces of my beloved friends, the ptolemaioi.

In the area near Ancyra I placed a full stack army, with some of my best and most seasoned troops (8 Iphicratean hoplites, 2 thorakitai hoplites, 2 thorakitai, 2 thureophoroi, 3 spendonethai, 2 hippeis, and my 2nd in charge of the area, everyone with at least 2 silver chevrons - somethin` like a panzerdivision) in order to watch over the area, but the ptolis wanted to have a party on the area, so they threw in a full stack in the zone, and attacked me while we were allies .

In the battle, I was over a smooth hill, with not a single tree. I waited with my phalanxes totally arranged, confident that I would kick in the arse anything they wanted to throw at me. With such an army, and such a beautiful ground, I had nothing to fear.

The enemy army wasted no time, and started marching on me. When they were closer, I saw that they had like 2 pantadopoi, and some 3 ethiopitai agemata, some 3 chleruchoi agemata, many pezhetairoi, 2 hetairoi, and 4 of those galatians with white trousers... no missile units BTW.

When they were in range of my slingers, i started to throw at them volley after volley, for a welcome...

When they charged... you know... it was not nice. It was mean. It was the first time I was truly overwhelmed by the potency of a enemy army. When the enemy attack your town with a fullstack against your 3 militia units, you know what`s going to happen. Here, I didn`t. I was totally surprised.

The ethiopians charged against my hoplites in the center-left, came within contact with the wall of spears, penetrated it, and came within contact of my hoplites. Right after that, they hacked right through my thorakitai hoplitai (from the front), and in that very minute I noticed that something was going very wrong.

My flanks were quickly routed by a combined attack of galatians and kleruchoi agemata. My center holded against the pezhetairoi, but my thureophoroi and thorakitai in both flanks where cut to shreds... my flanks suddenly became totally vulnerable. I tried to control the situation on my right flank by sending the slingers in a sickel manouver, in order to make them fire in the back of the galatians, but somehow they met the hetairoi and... end of story, none of them survived (3 units of slingers)...

Eventually, my center was surrounded in the minute the ethiopians routed the left flank, the galatians massacred the right, and my 8 units of iphicratean hoplites were attacked from all sides by the ethiopians, galatians, pezhetairoi and the kleruchoi agemata.

These dastards opened a whole can of whoopass on me (lucky me that I was their friend, otherwise they would`ve thrown me anthrax or something like that)... and if the hardcode limits would have allower it, my general would have commited suicide for the depression that he had after that...

The result, my 2nd best army was wiped out of the face of the earth, and the ptolemaioi were looming into the heartland of my newly conquered regions.