Very brief update today, but Steel Praetorian is now available to pre-order on Smashwords – this should eventually trickle out to Apple, Kobo, and other places! Also, here’s a snippet from Constantine’s chapter… Fun Fact – We’ve reached the 30k mark in Laurel Emperor!
Question to myself: WHY IS CONSTANTINE ALWAYS EATING BREAKFAST?!
Regillus led them into a large room that had probably once been the triclinium. Tables had been pushed together to form a temporary space. Maps were held down with mugs and large rocks. Obviously a hasty job.
“Were you not prepared for this eventuality?”
“No sir, we were, but our Mark II command table failed us this morning.” He pointed to the corner. Sure enough, there it was, now doubling as a buffet table. Constantine made his way straight for it, pouring himself a steaming mug of coffee, and heaping a plate with a load of freshly baked stuffed rolls and a few slices of smoked ham. Eggs and some oatmeal completed the meal. He sat on a nearby stool, fork in his mouth. The officers watched him.
“Run down the situation for me, generals.”
“Of course sir, sorry, sir.” Regillus said. “By the way, this is General Moravi, my second-in-command.”
“V Macedonian.” Constantine said through a mouthful of bread. The unknown general nodded. Constantine could now place a face to the name. “Came through for us when the western army was really hurting.” Moravi smiled at the compliment, bowing his head slightly.
“Thank you sir.”
Regillus stepped in, gesturing to the board.
“If you please, let’s get back to the problem at hand. First, General Minnicus is advancing towards Adrianople with his entire army. As you can see, his forces are stretched out along this road here, the Via Scythia, coming north. They’re razing the villages as they go.”
“Trying to draw you out.”
“Yes sir. He can’t afford a siege with your army in Constantinople, so I know he hopes to crush this army in the open field before turning to face Thema Anatolia. It’s the only reason we’ve been staying put.”
Constantine took a large bite of eggs and ham, chewing slowly. He savored the salty taste as he formed the plan in his mind.
“Marius, I think it’s time you sent out your legions.”