>>1865916
A

>>1865916
D. Separate the Rifle and Melee groups. Set them up so that the Melee charge after a volley from the Rifles

>>1865916
Ugh, wait. Do we have the authority to countermand the orders to level the town? With the Commodore dead, maybe they haven't heard how he died yet.

>>1865929
This

>>1865929

This

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>>1865929
>>1865933
>>1865940
You slowly make an advance, splitting up the troops. The ones with the rifle go around the edge of the forest. Not too deep, as you are not entirely certain how close the additional troops are. You made certain that you don't send the entire town ex-milita squad you have freed into the rifle crew. Just to make sure none of them gets a twitchy finger while their comrades are fighting beside you.
The rest crawl forward in the tall grass.

With his dying breath, Simon your old comrade made you promise to look after his daughter, the only surviving member of the family. With your immediate incarceration, you have entrusted your current adjutant to look after her.

Following that you have spent the next week in the prison of the freshly occupied town. Offically for the murder of your superior. Unoffically for opposing High-Commander Akov's policies and decisions along with your departed mentor. He never liked you for following your mentor’s direction on the cult’s teaching over his, and he murder of his protégé did improve this at all.

Finally, you are close enough. Standing up, and giving a whistle for the volley.

>>1865930
Very good thinking, deception is always an option.

>>1865952
Oh right, sorry. Roll 1d100, best of three!

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1865955

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1865955

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>1865952

>>1865952
Tell us that we could have countermanded the orders BEFORE we commit to killing the entire artillery crew of our own soldiers, please.

Now we've got more loyal Cortian blood on our hands that might have been unnecessary.

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>>1865962
>>1865967
>>1865969
You get up, when one of the cannons in the distance fires, and you level the gun at one of the calvarymen, putting a bullet trough his head. Lucky for you, the Rifle group did their job, and fired a volley. Horses scream and stand on their hindlegs, kicking about, and the surprised guncrew is befelled by angry citizens with sharp appendages.
One of the calvarymen tries to flee, but you grab straps of it's saddle, and pull the horse sideways. Spraining his arm behind his back, you put him to the sword and throw the body down.

One day you have awoke to cannon fire. Escaping with pure luck, you have managed to escape. The streets were empty. Due to climbing to an elevated position, and your tactical knowledge, you have quickly realized the situation. The Tirian army started to mount a counter-attack. However Commander Akov have evacuated the city of his units, and made preparation to bombard and torch the city once the enemy have advanced deep enough into it, destroying soldier and civillian alike.

Within four minutes the camp is silent. Hopefully the sounds of the nearing Tirian army, as they are "pushing back" the Cortian invaders have hidden your fast skirmish and the rifleshots from the other groups. At least you hope so. Either way, you don't have long. There should be at least three more camps left, and no more than half an hour till the Cortians begin to bomb the town.

>A. Move to the second camp, this would leave time for only the the third at best
>B. Try to split up to second and third, halving manpower, but maybe get time for the fourth
>D. Write-in


>>1865997
This is the soft reboot of an earlier quest. Probably not remembered by anyone, and archived pretty badly. I am doing the recap while making actions to continue (sort of) where we left off. Sorry if this lack of details makes you think you did the wrong decision. I just didn't want to write too much for he players to read before they actually get to play.
As for countermanding, you have been in prison for a week at least, and the murder of the army's commander by the "second in command" had time to run trough. Also your higherup who hates your guts arrived to take over as well. You could try your luck and bluff to countermand orthers, it might work, but there is equal chance it might not.

oh right the one and only archived thread if anyone is curious. Previous knowledge is not really required.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/400239/

>>1866017
>D.
Arm up everyone we can with rifles from the slain artillery crew to bolster our firepower. Also ask if anyone in our group has artillery experience: can they redirect the cannons towards the other artillery camps?

>>1866035
And split up if we can't repurpose the cannons.

>>1866035
The artillery crew has no weaponry, but the calvarymen had pistols.
You yourself are an elite, top noch, and have artillery experience.
And damn right you can redirect the cannons.

>>1866060
>And damn right you can redirect the cannons.
So do we know where the other camps are located? Can these men load and fire the cannons if we aim them? We won't be able to get all remaining three camps before they zero in on us, but we might be able to wipe out one in a surprise bombardment.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1866074
>>1866035
>>1866043
>>1866060
You are measuring the distance, and checking the wind. With the documents pilfered from the Mayor's house that the invading Cortians have repurposed as their local hq, you can tell the locations of the camps. Luckily the cannons are already loaded, they only require four people to light the fuse. Almost idiotproof till the reloading.

However, the four cannons you have cannot destroy the remaining thee encampments completely. One is likely, two is risky, three are impossible. Not to mention, that you would have to stray behind to oversee reloading, as apparently no one else operated a cannon before.

>A. Split into two for two camps, and leave men behind to fire the cannon on the fourth later
>B. Attack one with troops, fire another with cannons later
>C. Contcentrate fire on one camp now, and try to assault another later
>D. Write-in

>>1866092
>A. Split into two for two camps, and leave men behind to fire the cannon on the fourth later

>>1866092
>A. Split into two for two camps, and leave men behind to fire the cannon on the fourth later

>>1866092
>C. Contcentrate fire on one camp now, and try to assault another later
Better to take out a camp then to leave to half ones that can regoup
Since i d I nt thin we would have time to re fire

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>>1866099
>>1866148
You go cannon to cannon, and make sure they are in all the right angles. Get a quick look at the fuses, and ammunition. Once everything is satisfactory, you take a watch from one of the artillery personnel, and motion to two of the men in Tirian uniforms.
“You two are staying behind.” you say, throwing the pocket watch to one of them. “When the clock hits twenty-five, light the fuses, and don’t move the barrels even an inch.”

They are visible uncomfortable with taking orders from you, but you give no doubt about the necessity of the task.
“If you’d prefer me leaving some of the actual criminals behind, I could be persuaded, but don’t blame anyone when they run away, and leave your home and comrades to burn.”
That seems to do the trick, and before you leave you turn back once more for good measure
“And if you think that firing sooner will get me in trouble and out of your neck, think again. If they suspect something is wrong, they are perfectly capable taking out half, or the entire city with their remaining cannons, once reinforcements arrive.”

You split the groups into two. One will be led by you, and the other will be led by the captured Tirian town militia. You are hope they will be strongly disposed against just leaving the battlefield. At least stronger than the criminals who been in the cells even before Ferlain’s forces came. Not to mention they can shoot straight.
Now it’s only the matter of weapon division

>A. All the guns for you.
>B. All the guns for them
>C 50-50
>D. Write-in
(Also feel free to make any adjustments to the division or the strategy)

>>1866165
C
Do the same tactic of the Melee sneaking in close to the camp from behind, then charging once the rifles fire a volley.

>>1866173
You will try the same tactic as before, but with less men. This way you can attack two camps simultaneously. In theory at least. If nothing else, then at least you can rile them up enough to keep them blowing up the charges, hidden across the settlement.

The Tirian militia looks determined to succeed. Before parting ways, the sergeant almost seem to say something, but after openin his mouth he turns away. You can understand his confusion. You had a hand in taking the city not long ago, and now you are fighting against the same troops. It cannot be easy for an outsider to understand why you do this. Or maybe it can. Maybe it's just revenge and you don't care much about the lives of the civillians?

You shake your head. "It doesn't matter now" you murmur "all is left is the fight at hand."

>roll 4d100 best out of three. Any rousing speech or tactic you can add will be counted. Remember you got a horse if you wanna ride.

Also, sorry for taking so damn long

Rolled 62, 12, 89, 43 = 206 (4d100)

>>1866227
>got a horse
Could we dress up in one of the cavalrymen' uniforms?
We could have the squad set up in one direction, and we'll ride up from the direction of this camp, saying we have an urgent order from the High-Commander. When the officer in charge comes up to us, we give him a faceful of sword while the squad shoots the distracted crew and cavalrymen.

>speech
"Fuck the High-Commander, lets put his civilian-butchering head on a pike."

>>1866227

> Speech

"Stand fast, think of the innocent babes and women who will be butchered should you fall. Think of those who cannot fight for themselves and steel yourself. Fight hard, fight well."

>>1866276
Might work for the POW's in our group, not so much the criminals though.

>>1866268
The plan is workable.

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>>1866276
>>1866292
"Fuck the High-Commander, lets put his civilian-butchering head on a pike." you say. They don’t seem overly inspired, but screw them. You can make a pike yourself.

With a sudden inspiration, you take most of the grabs of the cavalryman. There is no time for full dressing, put plenty for a good disguise. With the horse, trick is full and you ride off.
Into the forest, you stop a bit, and explain the plan to the crew.
“I go ahead, and distract them. You try to get closer. When I signal, or when they notice you, charge. Try to get as close as possible.” Your training kicks in “Think of the innocent babes and women who will be butchered should you fall. Think of those who cannot fight for themselves and steel yourself. Fight hard, fight well."

You turn away, but before leaving give few more inspiring words.
“If any of you thinks of just turning tails while I try to distract them, remember; I know where you are. If you aren’t coming with a speed I deem sufficient, I’ll shout where you are, and I’m going to stop this encampment from firing, one way, or another.” and with that, you leave them.

The camp is exactly where they said it would be, but for some reason it has more guards and cannons on station.
They are vary when you approach, but recognize their colors, and don’t fire upon you.
“Ahoy, I have new orders in”
A middle aged man approaches, his rank is just 2nd Lieutenant, but most likely in charge.
“What are they?”
You can see your men coming in from the opposite side. Good.
“Why would they do that? The Commander have specified their forces will draw them in trough the northern blockade”
* Of course, the charges *
“We merely have to light them in a different order”
“What is the order”
“Quite simple” you say as he comes closer, and you disembark from the mount. “YOU FIRST”

You give him an uppercut, knocking the man out cold, as the convicts begin their charge.

>>1866370
This fight is a lot harder than the last one, the enemy slightly outnumbering you this time. However the element of surprise, and you are evening the odds.

> A.Try to move away from the charging squad, and attack the ones that would be harder to reach for them
> B. Reunite and fight with them
> C. Ride away to another cam
> D Write-in

But I'mma call it here for now. I am running low in juice. I'll run tomorrow around the same time.

>>1866385
> A.Try to move away from the charging squad, and attack the ones that would be harder to reach for them

>>1866416
Alright, see you tomorrow.

>>1866385
> A.Try to move away from the charging squad, and attack the ones that would be harder to reach for them
Back stabings

>>1866385
>> A.Try to move away from the charging squad, and attack the ones that would be harder to reach for them

>>1866385
I remember this quest, and am stoked to see it return.

STOKED.

Anyways.

> A.Try to move away from the charging squad, and attack the ones that would be harder to reach for them

With the addition of the following. Have we blown our cover to the whole camp yet? Is it possible to sneak to the other side still disguised as an officer and blow up their powder magazine/ammunition dump? Assassinate the commanding officers?

>>1867708
Why blow up the cannons and gunpowder when we can redirect them to whichever camp survives the other two attacks?

We'll continue within an hour.

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>>1866417
>>1866448
>>1866484
>>1867708
You make a 180 degree turn, and jump towards one of the infantrymen who's aiming at the charging crowd. The saber lands on the rifle's barrel, pushing it towards the ground and spoiling the aim. With the same buyoancy you plant a knee into his side, and with a followup elbow him in the back of his head.

A few shots still find their mark tough. Three do not make it, and one is caught in the shoulder. The weak resistance the Cortian camp managed to muster can't stop the rushing maniacs, and the occasional gunfire. As you are taking down another calvarymen from his saddle, it occurs to you that they are not firing in a volley.
"Well I can be thankful, half of them probably never fired a gu.."

Your process of thought is interrupted when a bullet lands into the horse beside you.
Craning your neck around you see two of the convicts among the fighting group, with guns pointed at you. You don't have much time as you duck behind one of the cannons, and another bullet hits your previous location.

>A. Stay in cover
>B. Return fire
>C. Order them down
>D. Make a run towards the last camp leaving them to fight
>Write-in

>>1868443
>B. Return fire

>>1868443

> B

>>1868503
>>1868522
Let's roll 1d100. The better out of the two. or three.

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1868575
Well I doubt it's gonna get much better than that.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1868570
Just for completeness sake.

>>1868575
>>1868631
Thanks I appreciate the gesture

"Two, three. four.." you count the bullets and in the right moment you roll out, squeezing the trigger twice. Your forearms take the recoil softly, and the bullets fly towards their intended targets without fail.
Two shots, two kills.

When get back on your feet, you catch sight of a sword slashing down overhead. You block it with your gun just in time. The sturdy officer piece parries the blade, leaving you the momentum to headbutt the owner.

One of the artillery crew tires to sneak up on your position in the chaos. However you realize he isn't coming for you. He is trying to fire a cannon prematurely! If the other two camp suspects something is wrong, there is no telling what they might do. They could just rethreat, send reinforcements, or even start the bombardment immediately. With a hurried, but nontheless precise shot, you disable him.

The fight takes eight minute in total. Nine minutes remained.

>A. Check on the camp that the other team should have completed on your own
>B. Check on the camp that the other team should have completed, and bring the others
>C. The other team likely failed. Try to bombard them using these cannons.
>D. Write in.

>>1868747

>Write-In Check on the camp with two semi-trusted men.

>>1868747
>B. Check on the camp that the other team should have completed, and bring the others

>>1868747
>B. Check on the camp that the other team should have completed, and bring the others

>>1868747
>B. Check on the camp that the other team should have completed, and bring the others

>>1868958
>>1869068
>>1870427
1d100 best out of three
I only do one update today, more on tomorrow

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1875325

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1875325

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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1875325

>>1877938
Oh, joyous day! What an excellent roll, my fellow comrade!

>>1877946
It was best of three and I rolled fourth. you have intrepid explorer to blame for this wasted roll.

>>1877948
NEVER!!!!!

>>1877948
I don't see this post you speak of, friend.

>>1877951
I also see not the aforementioned post.

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Allright, I'll let this one pass because
>I have postponed updating for too long
>After the first two super-low, having a mediocore 56 as a third would be lame
>The new roll is over 90
>I was having a nice day
But don't let me get you fuckers again!

Writing

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>>1875344
>>1877709
>>1877938
>>1877952
Kazimir grapples one of the crazed horses running around, and mounts it. Gazing into the direction of the camp, he speaks up. "Alright, we have some time left, let's converge on the third camp and see what the second squad has accomplished."

Looking back, many of the convicts are eyeing him. With freshly looted weapons, they stand at varying distances, all facing towards him.
"And why would we do that?" asks a burly man with tattoos all over both his forearms.
"Yeah, We have weapons, the border is that way, and no one to stop us." chimes in a shorter fellow with very few teeth.
They all seem to murmur among each other in agreement.

Kazimir gets the idea. He have been trained to see the first signs of mutiny for a long time, and this might get ugly.
"Aside from me, you mean?" the commander stated. His words are only met with uglier stare. Twelve men were staring him down, mostly armed.
"Sure, you can all try and gun me down, but I'll take the first... what, two? four? and that is only if most of you hit. If I can still stand it will be a lot uglier."
No answer. But no gunshots either.
"And the border is not that way for long. It will move in one direction, or another. It is war. On the Tirian side, you are all criminals. On the Cortian side, well you are enemy, and criminal scum. Have you ever heard how criminals are treated there? I can tell quite a bit about that."
"So what? We can still try and live instead of dying out there."
"You are pulling out an entire city from the deep shit. The streets that have condemned you, will stand on burn depending on you actions today. If that won't earn you a parole, nothing ever will"

The camp was already taken when the ragtag group arrives to it, albeit their losses were heavy, the second group held out. The commander orders to set up a triage, and starts to do fast first aid on all who are available. After all, if the Tirian army catches them, they will be his witness, not to mention his master always said to treat the enemy the same way you would wish to be treated as well.

He was trough the second man when the sounds of cannon fire have thundered. The appointed time must have come to destroy the 4th camp.

>A) Stay, and keep doing first aid
>B) Slip away to back into the town, and try to find your ward
>C) Get everyone on the ready to march back into town under a white flag, and meet the Tirians
>D) Write-in

>>1878223
>B) Slip away to back into the town, and try to find your ward

Are we pretty much going to become privateers/mercenaries?

>>1878223
>A) Stay, and keep doing first aid
It's the militia here, enough to make the convicts reconsider fighting.

>>1878241
We either become a deserter and a merc, working for the enemy, or we become a deserter and a revolutionary who overthrows the military cult in favor of the one we follow.

>>1878422

Forgive me but wasn't this an intenral issue within the military cult.

Like a schism akin to Catholic Protestant.

>>1878440
The Cult we follow is mostly made up by scholars, doctors, and scientists, but also has a presence in the military. The Cult that the Hugh Commander is a priest in has a high number of soldiers so the majority of the military is in it.

It's more that there's already Protestants and Catholics in the military, but with most soldiers being Protestants, they're trying to purge the Catholics.

>>1878422
>>1878440
>>1878473
I would also point out that as far as you are aware, this only concerns the military branch. The others are branches are getting along rather well.

Update in five-six hours.

>>1878223

>A

Trying to build a little loyalty and cohesion in our group might be useful. I'm pushing the mercenary commander route.

>>1878241
>>1878391
>>1880136
>>1878223
Eh, just we are clear; the A option says that you stay till the army finds you.
It's a valid option, not a bad thing, I just feel like I wasn't clear enough, and most people stay because they don't want to leave wounded behind.

>>1880275
Oh, can we stay to bandage up the worst then slip into town? I don't want to be caught by our army again until we get a chance to meet up with other dissatisfied elements in our military.

>>1880324
Sure thing. But the few Cortian troops are leaving as fast as they can once they realize the Tirians took over the town intact. They are really outnumbered, and only stayed behind to lure the Tirians in for the bombardment. So it would be they who'd find you.

>>1880329
Then I'll have to vote to slip into town to find our ward and second-in-command.
I don't want to be in a POW Camp for the rest of the war, nor do I want to be caught by our side when we killed our own soldiers.

>>1880329
And I was >>1878391
The militia will have to make due patching up their fellows.

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>>1880275
>>1880346
>>1880136
>>1878241
>>1878391
After handling some first aid, stopping some bleeding wounds and setting back a few bones to make sure no one dies or gets unnecessary crippled by the end of this, Kazimir ordered to have some lookouts, and establish a premiter. This way they would know to move if the Cortians would retreat this way, and see the Tirian forces beforehand.

He had the white flag tied, and the sergeant patched up. Firstly, they shouldn't shoot them on sight and secondly they might even listen to them. With everything prepared, he promptly slipped away, into the town below.

Sometimes a few faces are peeking out from between the window breeches, but they dare not to go to the streets yet. The sounds of gunshots have not subsided completely. The Cortian luring troops must be retreating at full speed now that the even they have been luring for didn't go off.

Now the question is, where to look for?

>a single suggestion and a d100

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1884150
Where our unit was quartered.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1884150
>>1884172
ok