22nd September 1574
I would love to say that with the take over of the embankments, the battle was basically over. Sadly, that was not the case.
Just as the heavy war-carriages were about to begin their slow crawl towards the now safe opening, a single light carriage returned from the frontlines, instantly blocking their advance. The next moment, an officer whose name I couldn't even recall jumped out of the vehicle, spriting his way towards the headquarters.
"Sir! Urgent report!"
Falling on his knee the moment he arrived before my face, proving that he already had some military experience prior to joining my forces as no regime in my forces declared any need for such useless and unpractical formalities.
"Speak."
