Summer 966 MC
Jack Marlowe halted his horse. With the capture of Southport behind them, the southern army was preparing to move north, but Prince Tarak blocked their way.
Prince Alric reined in beside him. "Trouble?"
"It seems we"re expected. See for yourself."
The Kurathian prince had formed a line of footmen between a small hill and the Mystic Woods. To the east, he had amassed his archers, along with his heavier horsemen.
"Send Lanaka to the other side of that woods," said Alric, pointing eastward. "We"ll form our footmen up along a line between there and the Mystic Woods to our west."
"They badly outnumber us, Your Highness."
"At the moment, yes, but that will soon change."
"And where would you like me?" asked Jack.
"To the east with my Weldwyn cavalry. Get Tog to join you the
