Eckhard stood at the front of his army. Since the battle which resulted in the death of the Polish Prince, the Austrian General had crushed every armed force he had come across. Now, after weeks of struggle, he had reached the city of Warsaw, the current capital of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth.
As Eckhard gazed through his binoculars, he released a heavy sigh. Despite his best efforts to coerce the Polish King to surrender, the only thing he could see were signs of resistance within the city. For whatever reason, the madman had chosen to fight until his last dying breath against the Austro-Bohemian alliance.
