Two Generals - Part 1

The Captain Patrick himself brought up the rear. He'd dallied, making sure that the infantry went on ahead of him, and then he'd dragged his cavalry, with Yorick, all the way back to the rear with him so that they might hurry up the men that ran to their front.

It must have been effective enough, for it was only their strongest that needed to fear the approaching chariots, when the time finally came. Lombard and his men reached the relative safety of Karstly, and nearly half the Patrick army had managed to go with them.

Then they turned their attention back around, to the thrashings of whips, as those Verna chariot riders furiously licked the back of their horses, drawing painful lines of blood, in an effort to get even the slightest bit more speed out of them.

"Forward," Oliver told Yorick calmly. He'd spared the chariots just one more glance, and he could see that despite their efforts, they were still to fall short.