September 3
Northwest of Lowport
The group stood in a circle as the sound of gunfire was closer than most would have liked. When they all ducked, General Gramelski stood and tracked the sound of the passing shell with his eyes, never even taking the hands from his pockets. They were about to pull back. They had held the line for days against swift and harsh attacks. Gramelski had told Logain that his men were not going to eat up all of their stores holding the line. The two had bitterly argued long into the night. Gramelski was worried that the line was too thin. He reasoned that by contracting the line once again, they could engage the enemy in a tactical engagement which was not a virtual siege. Eventually, Gramelski won the argument. The day before, Gramelski was alerted that his armored contingent would be delayed. His response to the Burgundian government was likely going to mean his career in Burgundian forces had no future. He had shrugged it away. It didn't matter if they were not more aggressive. Gramelski had studied the map. If they were forced into Lowport it would be vicious fighting with no retreat. Either they would break out or slowly be hemmed in. The General began speaking to the circle of officers around him who had ducked from the shell. "Gentlemen, our Ivernish host wishes us to defend Lowport. We will be pulling back and if God is with us, Major Logain will let us counterattack with everything we've got". He looked down at his watch and frowned. "30 minutes. Have the boys eat now. We are marching several miles".
Northwest of Lowport
The group stood in a circle as the sound of gunfire was closer than most would have liked. When they all ducked, General Gramelski stood and tracked the sound of the passing shell with his eyes, never even taking the hands from his pockets. They were about to pull back. They had held the line for days against swift and harsh attacks. Gramelski had told Logain that his men were not going to eat up all of their stores holding the line. The two had bitterly argued long into the night. Gramelski was worried that the line was too thin. He reasoned that by contracting the line once again, they could engage the enemy in a tactical engagement which was not a virtual siege. Eventually, Gramelski won the argument. The day before, Gramelski was alerted that his armored contingent would be delayed. His response to the Burgundian government was likely going to mean his career in Burgundian forces had no future. He had shrugged it away. It didn't matter if they were not more aggressive. Gramelski had studied the map. If they were forced into Lowport it would be vicious fighting with no retreat. Either they would break out or slowly be hemmed in. The General began speaking to the circle of officers around him who had ducked from the shell. "Gentlemen, our Ivernish host wishes us to defend Lowport. We will be pulling back and if God is with us, Major Logain will let us counterattack with everything we've got". He looked down at his watch and frowned. "30 minutes. Have the boys eat now. We are marching several miles".