Warlords: Strategic Conquest
You order your ballistae forward. You beam with pride as your ballistae operators bravely push them onward in the face of enemy ballistae fire. A few of them are destroyed before they are in range, but most of them reach their destination.
You watch intently as your ballistae shower Min's castle gate with bolts. Eventually the giant gate becomes so covered with shafts you can barely see any wood. Several minutes later, as the last of your ballistae is destroyed, you see the gate crack, then wobble, and finally collapse. It is time.
Six hundred thousand of your bravest warriors charge toward the castle opening. You see Min's soldiers hurriedly rush toward the gap to protect the keep. As you expected, Min's ballistae rain death upon your troops as they advance toward the castle. Many do not survive. But enough do to give you a small advantage in numbers when a clash for the ages begins.
The chaos of metal clanging, primal shouting, and millions of intense combatants sort themselves out in the scene before you. Blood and dead bodies slowly fill up the battlefield. You get chills, almost in glee, watching all the carnage. But who will triumph and etch their name in the history books?
Your small edge in numbers very slowly, almost imperceptibly, wears down Min's ranks. Min's troops have the extra motivation of defending their homeland. Your forces have the advantages of being more bloodthirsty and experienced in combat. Little by little, your army push the defenders deeper into the castle. At times they are pushed back, but then surge forward again past their fallen comrades. Many of your soldiers fight on even with severe flesh wounds or arrows buried deep in their backs. Closer and closer to the keep you get, until Min's flag drops from its pole and is replaced with your bloody banner.
Carefully, you step into the keep after surveying the battle scene. No one wearing Min's uniform is still standing. The only soldiers still alive from your army are colonels; all other troops are dead. The throne room is extravagant, but eerily empty. You stride up the steps to the ornate gold throne. Min is brought before you with his hands tied behind his back.
"I surrender, great conqueror. Please spare my life. I will serve you, and, and never betray you! I can help you rule, and I know this area well having lived here my whole life. I would be forever grateful to you. Please spare me!"
You execute him in spite of his plead to avenge your fallen soldiers. You feel like you owed them a great debt for helping you unite all of China.
You take a much deserved vacation. Who knows, you may even conquer the rest of the world one day. But for now, you're happy to have united China. Thanks to your military skills,
You watch intently as your ballistae shower Min's castle gate with bolts. Eventually the giant gate becomes so covered with shafts you can barely see any wood. Several minutes later, as the last of your ballistae is destroyed, you see the gate crack, then wobble, and finally collapse. It is time.
Six hundred thousand of your bravest warriors charge toward the castle opening. You see Min's soldiers hurriedly rush toward the gap to protect the keep. As you expected, Min's ballistae rain death upon your troops as they advance toward the castle. Many do not survive. But enough do to give you a small advantage in numbers when a clash for the ages begins.
The chaos of metal clanging, primal shouting, and millions of intense combatants sort themselves out in the scene before you. Blood and dead bodies slowly fill up the battlefield. You get chills, almost in glee, watching all the carnage. But who will triumph and etch their name in the history books?
Your small edge in numbers very slowly, almost imperceptibly, wears down Min's ranks. Min's troops have the extra motivation of defending their homeland. Your forces have the advantages of being more bloodthirsty and experienced in combat. Little by little, your army push the defenders deeper into the castle. At times they are pushed back, but then surge forward again past their fallen comrades. Many of your soldiers fight on even with severe flesh wounds or arrows buried deep in their backs. Closer and closer to the keep you get, until Min's flag drops from its pole and is replaced with your bloody banner.
Carefully, you step into the keep after surveying the battle scene. No one wearing Min's uniform is still standing. The only soldiers still alive from your army are colonels; all other troops are dead. The throne room is extravagant, but eerily empty. You stride up the steps to the ornate gold throne. Min is brought before you with his hands tied behind his back.
"I surrender, great conqueror. Please spare my life. I will serve you, and, and never betray you! I can help you rule, and I know this area well having lived here my whole life. I would be forever grateful to you. Please spare me!"
You execute him in spite of his plead to avenge your fallen soldiers. You feel like you owed them a great debt for helping you unite all of China.
You take a much deserved vacation. Who knows, you may even conquer the rest of the world one day. But for now, you're happy to have united China. Thanks to your military skills,
YOU WIN.
