Minister Koun: Hey, I wonder what happens when I hit this button...
Os-Gabella: NO DON'T PRESS THAT
Nice one!
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Hordes of trained Doviello battlemasters are only too eager to fight with someone else then their own brothers... even though deep down they think that Diseased Corpses are sort of disgusting and are not fun to fight with at all. But of course, every Battlemaster would rather be killed by a Diseased Corpse's mace then to say it out loud.
Sheaim army assaults a small Battlemaster battle camp northwest of Shazak, refraining, for some reason, from destroying it completely. Maybe several unlikely victories by the Battlemaster battalion made the cowardly Sheaim generals, good only for sending zombies and corpses into the fray, think twice.
On the actual border, the Battlemasters repeal minor incursions of Pyre Zombie packs.
Sheaim cowards try to escape the struggle, clearly preferring to fight the sissy Amurite scholars instead of the Doviello army, which had advanced into Calabim territory north of Braduk closer to the Sheaim positions. But Doviello understand that they must deal with the Sheaim army sooner rather then latter.
On the secondary front, which, ironically, turned out to be the only land border between two nations, even the old Doviello warriors were surprised by the fast, merciless flight of the Sheaim Manticores Os-Gabella summoned from her Planar Gates.
Good thing the Manticores had soft underbellies that were easily pierced by arrows.
Apparently, the Calabim added the blood of someone really brave to the Sheaim general's drink, for he suddenly reversed course of his army, entering Doviello territory again and destroying the small Battlemaster camp.
Finally, the battle begins. Members of the Circle of Urd defeat Mardero, that half-demon posturer.
Battlefield artillery may not be the most honourable way to fight... but it's certainly effective. And wolves value victory more then honour, anyway.
They also value luck.
The fire of exploding Pyre Zombies was certainly hotter then bonfires the Doviello make in tundra. But the Battlemasters fought anyway, supported by Mahala's Royal Guard, the elegance of whose armor strangely constrasted with the savage look of the Battlemasters and the Sheaim troops.
The Sheaim Mages, unable to properly defend themselves, were easily dispatched.
Sheaim generals' bravery dissappeared as quickly as it manifested itself. They retreated their army under the cover of the Calabim capital.
For some reason, Sheaim artillery retreated to Braduk, where it was destroyed.
The people of the Armageddon decide to refocus their efforts on the eastern front.
Frustrated by their general's cowardice, some Sheaim mages and ritualists decided to do an assault on Doviello territory on their own. The result, however, was a lot of dead Sheaim mages and ritualists.
Flauros kept his neutrality. However, he did provide food and drinks to the Sheaim troops, not that it prevented them from being completely destroyed at Prespur. The Doviello, however, suffered more casualties then they should have. Regardless of Flauros' obstructionism, the initial Sheaim army was now no more, putting an end to the western front of the war.
The damage to Sheaim power wasn't that great, albeit they suffered more then us.
Main action shifted to the land border. (And yes, that slave, a result of the Manticore defeating a unit in Ah'roog, is building a road on a mountain from where the Manticore, as a Flying unit, attacked).
