Phalanx
A little less than nine-hundred Foolhardies against the remaining four-thousand soldiers of the center army's reserves — we'd faced worse odds.
From my vantage point in the sky, I could see how it was all arrayed.
Our position in the back of the center army's line was so far away from the central battlefield that I doubt Garm — who was currently leading his soldiers at the front — could know what was happening apart from reports sent to him by his subordinates in the reserves.
If nothing else, I would make him pay for looking down on us and not handling us himself. That would be his fatal mistake.
East of us, I saw activity on the hill fort covering Verania's Oasis. The troops there were mobilizing as well, but since I knew they couldn't leave that spot unattended, I doubt they'd send more than a hundred or three as reinforcements for our current enemies.
"Just how deep does your betrayal go, Garm," I wondered aloud.