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| - 1. 14 August, 1385 AD, as the Sun gets closer to the West. Aljubarrota, Kingdom of Portugal "The enemy is now near", said the king Juan of Castile. "Yes sir, but our men are now exhausted, rest, tomorrow will be better." His General Pedro Pereira said. The French companions within the King's rank started to complain, "this is no time for strategy, but for manhood, sire." Lots of mixed response between the ranks and some small chaos were brought up to the surface, upon seeing this the King resolved the problem by ordering to build a camp. "We'll attack them after breakfast." 15th August
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| - 1. 14 August, 1385 AD, as the Sun gets closer to the West. Aljubarrota, Kingdom of Portugal "The enemy is now near", said the king Juan of Castile. "Yes sir, but our men are now exhausted, rest, tomorrow will be better." His General Pedro Pereira said. The French companions within the King's rank started to complain, "this is no time for strategy, but for manhood, sire." Lots of mixed response between the ranks and some small chaos were brought up to the surface, upon seeing this the King resolved the problem by ordering to build a camp. "We'll attack them after breakfast." That night, both the Castillean and Portuguese camps were restless - patrolling guards here and there every now and then, commanders and gentlemen coming in and out of big tents where the strategies were being mustered, the air of tension is still on the heat. Reevaluating the enemies' position the Castillean and French force comes to a good plan of strategy. They know their weakness, the battlefield all over Portugal and France have been their witness. Rows of ditches, pits, wood stakes and a combination of English Longbowmen and Portuguese Crossbowmen waits up the gentle slope. They think it's time to pit Crossbowmen against Crossbowmen, Archers against Longbowmen, with the help of some Mortar actions... Before taking it to the Knight's charge. 15th August The Sun rises from the East, breakfast is served, quite scarce for the Castillean and plenty for the Portuguese, with warm bread and fresh water from the villagers of Aljubarrota itself. After that, the scene is set for a decisive battle. Some shells of mortar were fired up towards the line of crossbowmen and defensive stakes, the Portuguese held their line as the horrible bombardment continues and the French Crossbowmen pits in closer, together with the other light-armed men-in-arms. The Portuguese skirimish line were simply outnumbered, not even their English compatriots can help to withstand the 8000 french crossbows firing at the 2000 troops of both Portuguese Crossbowmen and English Longbowmen. General Nuno Pereira simply can't help to see their skirmish line slaughtered, as soon as the mortars stopped their bombing, he rushed the two cavalry wings towards the light French-Castillean skirmish line. And this moment, Rey Juan started to smile. The French Crossbowmen after all were simply hacked around by the charge of the Portuguese, but it wasn't long before the French Knights came and turned the tables upside down; they were easily too superior for the Portuguese Knights which haven't had the same calibre of combat, let alone their spirit of knighthood. The Portuguese main line still hold the line even after their knights had fallen, The French Knights continued their charge but failed miserably, again like in Crecy, Patay, and other wars back in their homeland - their arrogance for gentleman pride of conquering every single battle makes them easily dead on the battlefield. Yet only then, the 2,000 remaining Portuguese main line must stand against the 10,000 Castillean main line infantries. They were simply outnumbered, only then the Count Joao d'Avim has to signal something: a retreat. The battle is lost. The Castilleans now had the upper hand of the War that had lasted for 2 years, attacking Lisbon again is maybe an option, but to do that, the commandment of the army must be managed carefully, or else, the wrecking resistance spirit in the arms of all Portuguese will again prevail, like what happened in the earlier years.
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