[LoloMo]

Gulaturu The First Prophet of LoMo watches through the eyes of his troops as battle was commenced. The Slave Tritons tried to put up a fight, but their addled brains made them slow and ineffective. Many broke the chains of control Gulaturu had placed on their wills and fled the battlefield. Good thing he had prepared for this possibility and had incorporated more sever brain alterations into the subjugation program that will guarantee future slave troops do not rout. A couple more turns should ensure that the new army will have sufficient numbers to repel the Enemy.

"Oh Great Prophet of LoMo The All Powerful Pretender Who Sleeps While His Subjects Who Did Not Volunteer Are Slaughtered, the Enemy has taken our province are are now within a day's march from our position! Shall we deploy the new troops?" the slave messenger reports.

Yes, the Old Brainwashing Program definitely needs to be improved.

"No. Instruct our forces and prepare to march to the Capital. Oh, and you'll stay here and keep me updated. I'm promoting you to Captain. Pick out several of your best buddies to keep you company."

At least the little twerp will be useful for one last mission, Guluturru snickers privately to himself.