19th July 1574
As if the scenario from back during the first real fight of my army could only repeat itself, as soon as the ranks of enemy troops formed up, they presented their weapons and started marching forward.
Despite most of the footmen wearing whatever they found to their liking rather than using similar uniforms, their ranks didn't look any less as impressive than the formations of the mercenaries that I fought with just a few days ago. Even if it lacked the spirit of uniformity that made all the armies look stronger just by making everyone look the same, just the fact that such a huge group of men could achieve similar dressing results despite having completely free reight over how they would dress up, only enhanced the feeling that at least the frontline troops that were attacking right now, consisted purely of veterans that knew what parts of their body they should protect with another layer of armour!
"Open fire!"
