ask what is waiting for you there? ... Else you may find yourself well and truly shafted
Oh those archers that are supposed to cover that flank?
It's true, they are very still.
Almost unnoticeable.
As they lie there, their throats having been silently slit...
It was a misfortune for this colum to enter our woods. They will not be able to tell of it, perhaps others will come to look for them?
Nothing in this life is certain however.
That's wrong of course.
Nothing in
battle is certain, indeed,
though what's
commonly true in battle is,
Kein Operationsplan reicht mit einiger Sicherheit über das erste Zusammentreffen mit der feindlichen Hauptmacht hinaus.
(Moltke the Elder, 1871, usually falsifyingly condensed in English to 'no plan survives contact with the enemy')
what's
entirely certain in this life however is,
Death,
(no Sir Jollyrei, that is NOT your cue)
which brings me back to her:
She knows well of the many victories the Empire has won through their discipline and doctrine.
In fact some of the men now following her served before with the Empire, and not only as footsoldiers.
Recently many Imperial victories have seemed hollow.
However, more than adapting their doctrine, they have rather shifted their definition of 'victory'...
... to mean 'whatever is the outcome when we use our doctrine'.
Some in the Senate had voiced their concern, that great acheivements of the legions had after a few years turned out to be deeply regrettable but irreversible miscalculations, wastes of blood and treasure; that a number of celebrated victories against well-known enemies resulted in nothing but new, more dangerous, unpredictable and amorphous enemies taking their place. Enemies that now even brazenly raided the Imperial heartland.
The Emperor silenced these voices.
The Empire's enemies silently smiled.
When this Warrior Queen puts her life and her trust in the Gods and Goddesses of her people,
she knows that the desire of her heart is for Vengeance and Victory,
but it's hubris to ask the earth and sky for the gift of victory.
In humility, she pleads for the gift of Death.
But for this she asks in plenty.
If they so will,
Death for all and everyone.
If it's their whim, some will live at the end of they day.
If it's her and her people who live,
she's willing to accept that heavy burden,
Because it will mean, she must fight again.
The voracious Empire will not be dissuaded by one defeat.
One might wonder what the Imperial Commander would think if he could look in her eyes at that moment.
Would he say, "Look at the Mad Queen, leading her followers to certain doom"?
Or would his certainty waver for the tiniest moment?
No one would ever know.
The Imperial Commander had his duty and his discipline and his doctrine.
He had his own gods too, and things he asked of them.
But, he was marching far, far from where those gods are at home that day...