A GENERALS DIARY III
Prolouge
It was a breezy autumn day, in the year of our Lord 1261, that Prince Edward soon to be the powerful Edward I won his first of many great battles against the Welsh. The Battle was known of Four Crosses. This is his Diary:
It was a breezy day today, and the Men were preparing themselves for the bloody fighting that would fall upon them.
I saw from my vantage point four large Welsh armies, there were thousands of them perhaps even more. They advanced at least 1000 yards, before their Archers fired their arrows from their quivers. It had little impact on us because the wind slowed down the arrows and killed very little. Our Archers responded with a hail storm of arrows, we all heared the screams. After several successfull volleys the supossedly superior Longbowmen were fleeing like ants from a crashing boot. Soon their infantry all spearmen raced up the hill followed by cavalry. "RELEASE ARROWS", I shouted as the Archers and Loyal welsh skirmishers, flung their missiles high into the air, killing hundreds of them as they clambered up the steep hill. When they reached the lines they met fierce resistance. They routed quickly before taking more punishment from arrows and javelins. The Cavalry faced an even worse fate they hit the stakes and hundreds of riders and horse alike found death. The survivors raced to join their breathren.
The second army arrived and did the same as the first one. There archers opened fire causing little harm. We responded again they wavered and fled. When their infantry and cavalry clambered up the hill under intense fire, met a similar fate man and horse were impaled on stakes or slashed or cut down by our heavy infantry, or stabbed and jabbed at by the skirmishers and spearmen. They raced back down the hill. This time I sent the cavalry to hunt them down.
Then I saw the third army it was a far away but not to far away. I took that oppertunity to set an ambush. taking all the Cavalry we raced to an small hill with trees on it. We hid behind the trees, waiting and watching with a vigilance, then the army appeared lances levelled we prepared to charge. With a bloodthirsty shout and crying 'For England and St George' we crashed into the flank of the Welsh army. I respected that army on the field of battle because they held on for their dear lives as we cut swarthes of them down. There leader shouting inspiration to his troops while fighting at the sametime, but it was all in vain, he was captured during the fighting and the Welsh couldn't fight much longer. While the rest of the Welsh fled, the knights stayed on trying to rescue their chivalrous leader, but it was all in vain they were all cut down and captured by us.
By that time the Welsh fourth army had finally attacked. I got there only in time as they were fighting with better skill than the other two. I ordered some knights to take out their artillary befor they could do damage to my army. They did just that. We advanced killing isolated Welsh units, before we crashed into the final Welsh army. The battle was all but over by then, the welsh fled only to be cut down by my horsemen. Then I let some of them go with a message for their 'King': He will die!
We lost only a few hundred while they lost thousands of men, captured and dead.
We will press on to relieve Cardiff and from there, conquer the whole Wales.