• Civilization 6: 150 Turns of Combat, Espionage, and Failed Diplomacy

    The barbarians emerged from the fog to the North, riding toward Paris, three lines deep on foot and horseback. They were healthy and determined, moving downhill at a measured pace. I aligned my spearmen around the capital city, but these soldiers were weak, drained from months of fighting and diminished food supplies. They were hanging by a thread, with no end in sight. I could have avoided thi...