An Old Midlish Rhyme
The wind from the North sings of heroes of Olde
The wind from the East makes our blood run Cold
The wind from the South smells of Spices and Gold
But the wind from the West tells of warriors Bold.

Monday, August 20, 2012

Slik Road Battle

I know, I was going to post ancient battle reports here but this one is over there.


Somewhere over on the Silk Road, a long long time ago, a Persian Satrap clashes with the forces of Marakanda (Samarkand in later times).
 Persian Infantry and elephants
 Persian Cavalry
 Marakanda's horse archers backed by armoured lancers and camel riders.
 Marakanda's infantry, Greek militia, hillmen and native archers backed by an elephant to everyone's surprise. 
 The battle, mid-game

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