Battle of Rosen (1)

On the third of January, near the village of Rosen, the day dawned clear. The sky stretched above in a vast expanse of unblemished blue, the recent snows melted away, leaving behind a landscape ripe for battle. This day, with its firm ground and open skies, was tailor-made for the grand manoeuvres of war.

Don't get me wrong of course, if does not mean that both sides have wasted days in advance sitting there without doing a thing. The armies had been testing each other's mettle, cavalry clashing in a series of brutal skirmishes that left the fields littered with the fallen. Khalid's cavalry, skilled though they were, found themselves at a stark disadvantage. Hemmed into the corners of the battlefield, their situation grew increasingly dire.