Thadlerian
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Reading through Bakker's second, The Warrior-Prophet, I was dismayed to find that much of this book was about what I really dislike to find in fantasy: Military Campaigns. The story of main characters following a huge army through foreign lands, through unimaginable toils, diseases and suffering, being pursued by superior enemies, fighting and winning battles against impossible odds, you know the script.
I need help.
I need help to accept these sequences, because I'm completely unable to believe in them. My willing suspension of disbelief is being strangled at birth whenever there are huge armies in sight. Books like The Illearth Stone, Deadhouse Gates and now The Warrior-Prophet are being seriously marred in my eyes simply because whenever these scenes play out, they seem to scream their improbability against the strict regimes of logic and rationalism that otherwise rule High Fantasy.
Here's the problem:
The army starts out from wherever they started. They walk and they walk, and then they arrive at the first battle. Detailed descriptions follow, on how the troops move, on how the flanks work, on hails of arrows darkening the sun, of magical attacks destroying whole regiments, of victory despite "grievous" losses.
And then they move on. For a while, they're being harassed by enemy raiding packs, killing so and so many. Then there is another battle, even more horrible than the first, a victory within an even more narrow margin, and even worse losses.
And then follows a trek through some hostile environment, usually a desert. Horses and soldiers succumb to the heat and the dry. Thousands die. And then they're out of the desert, and they catch disease, and the whole army is down with sickness, and there are countless dead.
And then the enemy arrives again, and our heroes are forced to run, and so they do, and they run till they're exhausted, and countless fall from exhaustion and are killed by their pursuers. And then they stop running, and they fight another battle, and win, though paying a dear price.
And then the food runs out. And they go without food for weeks, and then there is another battle, which they win.
And then...
And then...
And thus it goes on, seemingly forever.
How does this work? How many can they lose before the whole army is eradicated? How come there are always enough soldiers left to fight just one more battle? How many were there from the beginning? The writers never seem to give away any approximate numbers that could help a reader keep track of all these soldiers dying. I'd be willing to swear, they're in deficit! By now there have been far more killed than they started with in the first place! Any common sense tells me their numbers rank in negative.
And, while we're at it, where do these large armies come from in the first place? How can decentralized agrarian countries launch such armies of hundred thousand every 5-10 years or so? Especially when you take into account that each war seems to completely lay waste to the countryside; plundering villages, putting women and children to the sword. And then, seven years later or so, *poof!*, out pop a dozen or so armies, each a hundred thousand strong!
It feels like cheating.
I don't know anything about military issues, especially not medieval war. Are there any members here who can explain these issues for me, point out the details I have missed, the concepts I've misunderstood, and help me understand how this stuff works?
If I could get over this issue, I would be able to find far more pleasure in Erikson's books. Believe me, I really want to.
I need help.
I need help to accept these sequences, because I'm completely unable to believe in them. My willing suspension of disbelief is being strangled at birth whenever there are huge armies in sight. Books like The Illearth Stone, Deadhouse Gates and now The Warrior-Prophet are being seriously marred in my eyes simply because whenever these scenes play out, they seem to scream their improbability against the strict regimes of logic and rationalism that otherwise rule High Fantasy.
Here's the problem:
The army starts out from wherever they started. They walk and they walk, and then they arrive at the first battle. Detailed descriptions follow, on how the troops move, on how the flanks work, on hails of arrows darkening the sun, of magical attacks destroying whole regiments, of victory despite "grievous" losses.
And then they move on. For a while, they're being harassed by enemy raiding packs, killing so and so many. Then there is another battle, even more horrible than the first, a victory within an even more narrow margin, and even worse losses.
And then follows a trek through some hostile environment, usually a desert. Horses and soldiers succumb to the heat and the dry. Thousands die. And then they're out of the desert, and they catch disease, and the whole army is down with sickness, and there are countless dead.
And then the enemy arrives again, and our heroes are forced to run, and so they do, and they run till they're exhausted, and countless fall from exhaustion and are killed by their pursuers. And then they stop running, and they fight another battle, and win, though paying a dear price.
And then the food runs out. And they go without food for weeks, and then there is another battle, which they win.
And then...
And then...
And thus it goes on, seemingly forever.
How does this work? How many can they lose before the whole army is eradicated? How come there are always enough soldiers left to fight just one more battle? How many were there from the beginning? The writers never seem to give away any approximate numbers that could help a reader keep track of all these soldiers dying. I'd be willing to swear, they're in deficit! By now there have been far more killed than they started with in the first place! Any common sense tells me their numbers rank in negative.
And, while we're at it, where do these large armies come from in the first place? How can decentralized agrarian countries launch such armies of hundred thousand every 5-10 years or so? Especially when you take into account that each war seems to completely lay waste to the countryside; plundering villages, putting women and children to the sword. And then, seven years later or so, *poof!*, out pop a dozen or so armies, each a hundred thousand strong!
It feels like cheating.
I don't know anything about military issues, especially not medieval war. Are there any members here who can explain these issues for me, point out the details I have missed, the concepts I've misunderstood, and help me understand how this stuff works?
If I could get over this issue, I would be able to find far more pleasure in Erikson's books. Believe me, I really want to.