Another week has passed.
Your men have grown to fear the dark.
Raids have happened sporadically over the last few days. They target the wounded. You've shifted them up and down your line. But still they strike.
And you simply do not have the ability to chase them. You have too few light riders. There isn't enough of them to feasibly chase down the enemy and punish them for their aggressiveness.
So your dead continue to pile up. More men are wounded, and more of your wounded are cut down in their beds. But still, the journey must go on.
A detachment of your heavy knights currently form a screen around the rear of your line, where your wounded are currently situated.
Today, however, there's a greater threat that occupies your attention.
In the distance, another army has deployed.
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