Sailing to Cairo (from Rome) with my French General and a seige army.
Blasting down the walls, wading through the Egyptian defenders with the aim to the city with minimal losses. Retreating in order to minimise casualties. Sacking Cairo![]()
General Dies of the pox !
My fiancé decides to take an interest in my game and sits on my knee. It is my ardent wish to display valour and strategic genius before the watchful gaze of my beloved.
The Mongol's arrive with a stack full of Kahn's guard and as I am deploying my troops along the broken walls of Cairo I realise the flaw in my plan. The walls are holier than his hatness.
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Despite gritty defence from my Scott's guard, glorious charges of Chivalric Knights and the yelled of enthusiasm of my fiancé, I am totally overwhelmed by the Mongols and Cairo falls once more.![]()
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