Ever been in a campaign when you're the one whose strongest, with great cash flowing in your coffers and excellent standing forces that are composed of factional AND regional troops, and are essentially the undisputed power in your little area of the EB map? And has it ever happened that you invade a province/faction that you know, by using spies, is weak and should easily be a pushover, only to find yourself a couple of turns later licking your wounds and staring at your still-standing enemies in enraged surprise?
It happened to me recently. Playing as Rome, I had finally managed, by 240-something BC to subdue Sicily, southern Gaul, all of Italy, and get the Polybian reforms. I decided to get started on expanding eastwards, and my first target? Illyria, which had spammed many of its regional units and had somehow managed to fend off Epeiros, which was by this time becoming the dominant hellenic power in the meditterannean. I decided: hell, a few low-grade rebels ain't a big deal, and I could use the foothold against Pyrrhus' boys, so I send in a full stack of troops, composed mainly of factional units (hastati, Principes, Triarii, etc) but with a few regionals bolstering the ranks. Thing was, the only cavalry I had was by FM's bodyguard cavalry, and if I'd maybe taken the trouble to spy on the spammed Eleuthoroi army on the outskirts of Segestica, maybe I'd have learned the reason why they'd not been conquered by the Epeirots yet...
Needless to say, they'd spammed alot of skirmisher peltastai units, so when I engaged them in battle I was forced to chase their soldiers around like an idiot with my footmen and cavalry while they continued to bombard me with javelins and run away. Even though I managed to catch and destroy the odd unit here and there, and of course their regular melee units didn't stand a chance, I still COULD NOT catch the bloody skirmishers.
So, after nearly an hour, and having suffered already over 50% casualties, I withdrew my forces bitterly, repeating to myself over and over 'This isn't a defeat. I haven't lost this battle. I'm just withdrawing from a difficult position, that's all'. THEN I thought 'I'll bet this is how the Americans felt during Vietnam'.
After that fiasco, it was obvious that I didn't have the manpower to fight a battle AND besiege and take Segestica, so I limped home to Italy with my pride having been wounded considerably.
Still, it wasn't all bad. A few turns later Illyria was still Eleutheroi, and my re-trained army had plenty more cavalry detachments. In my next invasion, I of course butchered their army and then, having taken the settlement, decided to do the usual thing, which was exterminate half the population. It made me feel a little better, but the memory of one's defeat never really fades...
I checked the timeline, the whole sordid affair only took about eight turns (two EB years).
What about YOU? What's YOUR tale of misfortune where you've been humbled by a small, plucky nation and have had doubts about yourself, even going so far as to say 'If this were a hollywood flick, I'd be the evil empire going up against a Braveheart-figure'.![]()
Tell, tell!
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