A pleasure to have Metz you.
A second and more deadly wave hits northern France. This time, it's for reals.
Now I see where all the French troops are hiding.
It appears as if they lost an entire stack to rebellion.
An ill-fated march towards Rome, for me and for the Pope. None of us come out looking like we won. But he died and I survived.
A pyhrric victory... but they had twice as many troops, and better ones at that.
YOU try beating them. I barely did.
I put all of my cavalry off to one side, and all of my infantry off center on that side as well. Then I rushed their flank.
While they turned their entire army to face my cavalry and infantry, my infantry pinned them and my cavalry kept running all the way to the rear.
Big gamble. Most of my infantry was toast and nowhere near my general at this point.
Then I charged directly into the Pope himself, slicing the head off of the Catholic dragon. He did not go down without a fight.
His troops, shocked that the Earth's only infallible man fell by my sword, lost their nerve when my severely weakened and battered forces made several full charges into their papal guardsmen like a deranged maniac who doesn't know when he is beaten. Even with their leader dead, things were not looking good for me. But I repeatedly rallied my troops, and none of them dared rout.
I do evil things to routers. Very evil things. Vlad the Impaler has nothing on me.
I lost over 80% of my forces, but I personally slew 97% of theirs, and like I said, they were better equipped and twice my size.
Without enough forces to take Rome, I had to retreat. But the world shook in terror as I slaughtered the most powerful army on earth with a weak band of Russian troops at half-strength, and slew the living heir to Christ in front of their unbelieving eyes.
God isn't here right now. Would you like to leave a message, or meet him face-to-face?
I promised the Romans I would return, and when I did, it would be in the form of Death incarnate.
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