22nd September 1574
The Ostros shot first.
It was hard to say what made them act like idiots there. Maybe one of the poorly trained fire-man slipped and pressed his igniting stick right on the special hole in the cannon, resulting in the first fire? Or maybe the same poor guy simply panicked when seeing my overwhelmingly big and coated in steel carriages pressing forward? Or maybe it was just an attempt to sap the morale of my forces right before the attack?
Either way, whatever was the reason behind this, the projectile only managed to create a small ravine about two hundred meters short of the position of my spearhead, made with the heaviest war carriages that I had.
