The sun was still high as the unit moved onwards. The company sized mixed force was marching at good speed, the soldier noticing those at the head of the column were eager to reach their destination quickly.
It was about a kilometer away from the Santaruz gates heading towards Laus when Sir Darius gave the order for marching without step. Relaxing a bit, Lucien hiked his lance up on his shoulder. "General Barrata, just how far away are we from the bandit hideout? Doing a bit of reconnaissance would be beneficial." he turned over to Friedrich who rode on his horse next to him. "Lord Reinhard, could you develop a tactical plan for the upcoming battle with Sir Darius? Moving into battle with no plan could be disastrous."
Sighing, he embraced the wonderful day. Hard to think that just yesterday he was napping alongside this same road and now how much has changed. Speaking of this time yesterday, he looked back on Samuali, whom he worried a little bit about. Earlier that morning they had a sparring practice and it may have been too much of an exertion for the boy. "Hey Samuali, how're you holding up?" He asked, taking note of how he was carrying himself. "Doing alright?"
"By my calculations, we're about a kilometer out. In about four kilometers, we'll reach the general area of their hideout and the 'base of operations' if you will. I agree with you wholeheartedly, sir -- Maybe, once we reach about a kilometer out, I could accompany the other scouts. I'm sure Mika will be quite happy to get to see some action and adventure," he joked, seeing the black wyvern circling lazily overhead, doing barrel rolls and spirals to amuse herself. He laughed heartily, twirling his axe and feeling more than a little bored himself.
It was a beautiful day... It would be a shame to have to stain the green grass with blood. But... He would do all that was necessary to ensure the success of their operation... No matter the cost.
Samauli was marching to the best of his ability with everyone else. It was simple to march, all he had to do was step on his left foot when the people around him did and do the same with his right. He was almost enjoying himself with this funny way of walking for about a kilometer until the order "Route Step march!" was given and everyone fell out of step. With the marching out of his mind he accidently gave out a yawn. Lucien must have noticed.
"Hey Samuali, how're you holding up?" Samauli shook his head a little before answering with a tried, but awake voice. "I'm holding up well, I feel just fine." That was not fully true, this marching was different to his legs and his slightly too large boots were tiring his legs. However he made an effort to not show it to the others around him.
Post by Friedrich Reinhard on Apr 21, 2014 15:12:50 GMT -6
Friedrich rode alongside the party that was on foot with Alistair on his left. The sun shone gloriously in a sky with little cloud cover in it; the wind blew a gentle breeze. "It should be crime to spoil a day like this with fighting.....but it's those bandit scum that are the reason we have to in the first place...", he thought to himself. Alistair was vigilant as the column marched on. The two riders were constantly scanning the surroundings of the road although they couldn't here much over the advancing footsteps of the men save for the songs of the birds and the rustle of the trees.
"Given what we know, that hill and patch of woods will be of great interest to us, but they're bound to be hiding as many as they can inside the rest of the woods on the heights and possibly in the rest of the area. Not exactly a thing of expertise for horses to maneuver in, all heights and woods and such. Our cavalry will be best deployed in standard order on the open terrain for speed and maneuver. If we manage to draw them out, we can flank them faster than they can recover on the open ground. I should think the scouts and a small group of footsoldiers ought to be able to make the cowards feel comfortable enough in their numbers to come out and play. I'm wary of their archers, however. They're bound to have some and you're the only target in the sky, General. You may join the feint with the scouts, but until we have them where we want them, I don't want any unnecessary risks. We're all coming home from this. I'll ride up to speak with Sir Darius about the matter.", he finally finished, all spoken with a measure of confidence and a smirk on his face. He sped up to find the head of the column on the slightly narrow road leaving Alistair to keep watch.
Post by Lucien Chevalier on Apr 21, 2014 16:52:10 GMT -6
Mika had just done another pass overhead, catching the attention of quite a few soldiers who had nothing better to do than march onwards. There were a couple travellers on the road they passed, some stopped and waved, others just went on their way. Lucien was now getting a better eye at Reinhard's trusted cavaliers. They all seemed professional enough for a very low-grade job. They must've been inspired by the Deputy, the noble figured.
The soldier turned once again to talk to Eren. "That's fantastic. We don't have much longer, then." he said with some joy. Looking towards Samuali, he smiled. "This march will be over before you know it. Say, if you ever need it, I'm sure that wagon full of nurses wouldn't mind letting you ride with them." he stated, chuckling.
Thinking on Friedrich's words, no matter what they were doing for the battle, it was very possible that he'd be one of the big pieces of bait that'd have to fish out the bandits if they wanted to put up a fight. It all depended if they took it.
At the head of the column, Sir Darius looked ahead with disinterest. For weeks he had been petitioning Lord Helman to help Laus in their fight against the undead, however Lord Helman was against any intervention in any of the other city-states, his short-sightedness of the invasion plaguing Lycia. Instead he was going to chase a problem that would only show up once more, he figured.
Hearing a rider behind him with hurried pace, he looked over his left shoulder. "Ah, Deputy Reinhard. How is your posse holding up? We had no time for introductions."
Eren's brow furrowed in thought. The deputy was right -- he was the only flier in their force. He might have to fight on foot... Hmm. It certainly was not worth downing Mika with an injury over bandits... This would play out interestingly. However, he'd need to fly for recon...
Stepping out of rank, Eren walked a short distance away, and Mika landed beside him. In a low voice, so that nobody else could hear, he spoke with her.
"Mika... You might have to stay on the ground." An unhappy growl assured him that she was no fonder of the idea than he was. "I know... But I can't have you getting hurt, especially in a battle like this. You'll be in harm's way. I want you to protect the rear, okay? Guard the healers, Mika. Please." Mika gave a low rumble, and Eren patted her neck affectionately as she lifted off and resumed her aerial showmanship, jogging back to rejoin the column.
"This march will be over before you know it. Say, if you ever need it, I'm sure that wagon full of nurses wouldn't mind letting you ride with them." Lucien stated to Samuali.
"I think i will fine, though i will consider it if i need to." Samuali responded. His legs were getting a little tired, but he forced himself on. Looking around he noticed Mika doing tricks in the sky. He gave a small smile at the sight. It seemed very hard to believe that they were marching to battle, but more like a gathering.
Post by Friedrich Reinhard on Apr 25, 2014 10:22:14 GMT -6
"Ah, Deputy Reinhard. How is your posse holding up? We had no time for introductions."
Friedrich slowed to match the pace of the commander. "Sir Darius, they're fine, sir.", he said giving a quick salute. "They're good men and I have every confidence in them. I wished to speak to you about the general plan of our upcoming engagement. So far, we know of a heights with quite a bit of woods on them. This road will lead us through the open ground where the hills slope down into it. The enemy is bound to be hiding in much of the woods as possible and controls some of the heights. We hope to arrive just outside their hole they call a base of operations, so they're likely to be concealed and concentrated on the far side of the area we're arriving in. We'll simply have to draw them out into the middle ground, preferably the open ground. I recommend our cavalry to be on open ground in standard order and our footsoldiers to be ready to move against them in force once they're where we want them. My scouts and a small party of men can act as a feint to draw them out into the open. The Dragon Knight with us has agreed to remain on foot until we're clear of archers." Friedrich finished reiterating himself as Sir Darius listened intently.
Post by Lucien Chevalier on Apr 28, 2014 17:27:08 GMT -6
Marching on without any trouble, Lucien replied to Samuali. "Feel free whenever. It could be a tough battle ahead. I don't want to see you get needlessly hurt." he said with a bit of worry.
Sir Darius shifted back into his saddle comfortably. "Good work, Deputy. I sent out scouts of my own and I've devised a plan. Our cavalry contingent will be flanking rather far to the South and then upwards to block any escape for the brigands. Our infantry and archers will move in from the north where there's more difficult terrain. We have the leadership and experience to move through where they least expect us." he paused for a moment, letting the information sink in as well as brace for what he said next.
"So that means I need your posse to act as a decoy. If you can push the enemy back and defeat them on your own, it's encouraged, but you are primarily a distraction. I like your tactic, but the pressure must be applied so they aren't focusing on their other fronts." he reached into a long leather case that was attached to his saddle. After fishing around for a little bit, he pulled out a red banner and a green banner. He handed them to Reinhard, afterwards fixing the flap on the case. "These flags are for the ballista. They will be in reserve to fire at your command. Red for opening fire and green to cease fire. I trust you studied basic banner commands during your schooling in Etruria, Deputy?" he had a bit of a smug look, knowing that someone who would normally be much higher on the noble ladder than him was not much more than a tool at his disposal.
"That is all, Deputy." he blunty said, returning Reinhard's salute.
"Hey, wait. The hill out there. Hey, guys! Quiet down in the column, we're about two kilometres out. We'll need to ready the scouts, and get prepared to engage. All men, prepare yourselves. And keep the volume down. An ambush is no good if we're spotted."
Whistling his discordant two-tone whistle softly, Eren summoned Mika to the ground. "You'll need to stay down here for now, Mika. Once we're clear of archers, we can take to the skies... But you need to stay safe, alright?"
Eren looked around. Where was Chevalier, or the Deputy? He thought they'd be getting the scouts ready by now... Hmm, well, he wasn't the one giving the orders this time, so he'd wait it out. Checking his gear once more, the Dragon Knight nodded. He was ready.
It seemed like all he's ever been doing was wondering around until he found a lead on where he needed to go. The life of the mercenary, he thought.
The titan of a man traveled among the road after resting up from finishing a rather typical job yesterday. At the very least, he had money to please that beast of a stomach he had. The job paid quite handsomely, though that's all he really cared about. If he were to find Jason, he wouldn't be able to on an empty stomach all the time. The path to his goal will seemingly remain a difficult one, though it was hard to understand because his brother was even larger than he was. That, and who knows where the confrontation would take place. Guess all that mattered was that he found him and forget everything else until he crossed that bridge. Jason had a crime to answer to.
Some of the travelers on the road seemed rather frightened at first by his size and his usual grumpy-looking expression...as if he'd grab a random person and snap their neck for no apparent reason. But that'd be a baseless assumption, since he needed to be different than that fiend of a brother he had. He instead chose to just outright ignore the people who gave him strange looks and focused on his path ahead. Last he checked, he was headed into Laus territory, which was apparently...bad, considering all the weird stuff about monsters and walking dead roaming the land. While that would frighten the average person, Tiger saw that as a new thing to experience and challenge rather than run away from it. And it wouldn't hurt to check the place if any sort of life remained there that could have spotted Jason.
Soon enough, he gave witness to what appeared to be a...small army? While he wondered what was going on, he was not his business to interfere or get deeply involved. However, it seemed like the path they were on was where he needed to go. In other words: They were in his way. He approached the little army slowly, but didn't make any hostile movements as he was waiting to see if anyone was going to either stop him or just let him walk on through without care.
Samauli nodded his head at Lucien and contained on before Eren shushed the group. He glided his was over to Lucien as Mika landed near Eren. "What is going on?" Samuali got his weapon and rest of gear together, he had a good guess that they were about to get started.
Post by Friedrich Reinhard on May 6, 2014 23:11:48 GMT -6
Friedrich straightened up in his saddle at the request. He turned and stared at the flags held in the commander's hand for a moment and, without a word, took them and put them into a pouch on his saddle. He shrugged off the condescending remark and saluted turning to ride back to the others. It seemed he was just in time as he heard the General order silence. He too noticed they were getting closer to the hills when suddenly Sir Darius stopped. "Halt! Hold position!", Sir Darius ordered. A man was standing in the road slowly approaching as the column came to a stop. Friedrich turned his horse back around to see him still approaching slowly. On closer observation, the Deputy saw his axe and armor and clothing typical of a mercenary. He rode ahead and spoke to him, "Stop there. That's close enough. Who are you? State your business." His hand slowly went to grip of his sword in its sheath. He had no idea of this man or his intentions nor why he would seemingly just approach a full column of well armed men and cavalry by himself. The two men stared each other down for a few tense moments. The Deputy readied himself for anything this man might try.
"An exiled noble. Skilled and elitist, but caring and a good man at heart."
Post by Lucien Chevalier on May 10, 2014 3:02:42 GMT -6
At the head of the column, Sir Darius moved the column forward so they'd get into their assigned positions. "Deputy. I'll leave this area to you to organize moving forward. We're heading off to our jump-off positions. Don't get yourselves routed." he said condescendingly as him and his officers moved onward, followed by the cavalry and infantry. They were psyching themselves up for the fight a bit, but knew they had a long walk to get to their spots.
After a little bit, Lucien and the others reached Reinhard and the axeman. "Is this our position to move off the road? It shouldn't be too far from here. What have your scouts reported?" he asked Friedrich, readying his equipment. He looked behind them and the ballista team was already finding a spot for the huge weapon. "I suppose that answers one of my questions." he said without drawing too much attention to himself.
Eren watched as preparations were made for the assault. Ballistae were being set up, and troops were preparing for the engagement.
"Scouts, to me!" Eren called. He watched as ...five? Was that it? Only a half-dozen men to scout... Well, they'd make enticing bait. All right, he could work with a group of six. There were three archers and two mercenaries, so... That worked out nicely.
"We're going to run a trident approach at the area. I'll take one archer with me and we'll form the middle prong. One archer, one swordsman to each of the others. Ready? We move now. Regroup on the other side of the target area, or, if there's combat, slowly retreat to draw them into our trap.