“Exactly!” Al-Rashid’s eyes gleamed. “But the counter is not what you think. You would send archers. But archers have a pierce value of only 20. A Templar’s armour negates it entirely. No. The true killer of a Templar is the Maceman .”
“So,” the Emir murmured, “the battle is not won by courage. Or faith.”
He rolled up the parchments and handed them to the Emir. stronghold crusader unit stats
The flickering torchlight of the Arabian library cast long shadows on Al-Rashid’s face. He wasn’t a lord, a general, or even a soldier. He was a scribe —and his latest obsession was driving his Emir to distraction.
“My lord,” Al-Rashid whispered, unrolling a massive, meticulously drawn parchment. “I have finished the calculus of blood.” “Exactly
“Prepare my quill, little mouse. We have a crusader lord to teach… that his ‘brave knights’ are just slow, overpriced units with a fatal weakness to a 2-gold torch.”
“Statistically, my lord… yes. Provided you get them into melee range without them being shot by Crossbowmen first.” He pointed to a third drawing. “And there is your true terror. Crossbowman. Range: 10. Reload time: 70 frames. But look at the damage value: 60. Enough to one-shot a Maceman or an Assassin. They are the rock to your scissors.” But archers have a pierce value of only 20
Al-Rashid shook his head. “No, my lord. It is won by a scribe who knows that a Horse Archer has a range of 8, a speed of 22, and the hit-and-run logic of a wasp. It is won by remembering that a Slave has only 20 hit points but costs a mere 2 gold—meaning a wave of 100 slaves is mathematically superior to 10 Swordsmen, even if every single slave dies.”
