"Father." Austol says as he enters the Earl of Cornwall's study, with Cadoc peering over a map of southern England with a handful of figures scattered across it to represent different things. "Locryn has returned, and has managed to secure the services of a Breton mercenary company of horsemen." "Excellent." a faint smile appears on Cadoc's face and he gestures his son to come over and look at the map. "We shall send these men into Devonshire through my estates, before they turn north to the heart of the province after passing through Plympton." "Why not have them go into Devon after passing through Trevena? It'd be faster.." "Perhaps, but I'd prefer to have them take the longer route through my Devonshire estates as once they reach the heart of Devonshire, they are to split into three bands and harry the villages of these provinces.." Cadoc points to three figures near the border with Cornwall. "They shall be ordered to carry no banners or heraldry save for any personal devices, and to speak their native tongue. Ideally these men are to pose as former retainers of the cur Bretange turned to brigandry with the departure of their lord." Austol pauses for a moment, thinking, before turning to his father. "Then you move in and chase these raiders out." "Precisely, along with paying for the establishment for local patrols to deter further raids and to repair the damages, then negotiate the provinces swearing fealty to me, ideally." Cadoc drinks from his cup of wine. "Go and inform the mercenaries of my orders with Locryn." "Understood." Austol departs, leaving the Earl of Cornwall to continue his plotting.
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Early the next morning, the force of horsemen would depart Truro and head through Cadoc's estates to Plymouth before heading north to the center of Devonshire. There they would split into three forces of fifty horsemen each to strike at the selected provinces, shouting war cries in their native tongues.
50 Breton Light Cavalry strike at Okehampton, Tavistock, and Broadwoodwidger.