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General: Withour new special, gift-of-the-great-god-Cheatbuilder, this mighty weapon will GUARANTEE our victory! We might only have one, but with it, we shall DESTROY all civilizations on this continent.....um...except ours....
Major Adjutant: Sir, I am glad you are now warlord of this mighty armored battlewagon....in our next objective, we have two choices for attack....a hilltop fortified spearman, or a Longbow fortified in London with City Garrison three.....but fear not, we have according to our sages a 99.6% chance of winning either....
General:....RETREAT!!! RETREAT!!!!....use our medic three scout as a vanguard, throw away our retinue of supporting axemen....but we must FLEE!!! FLEE!!!
...the advisor said so...