When the enemy arrived, the peasants of the outlying villages had done as King GarGar instructed. They burned their crops. They drove the livestock including the horses hither and yon. They even burned down their modest homes. This scorched-earth policy left nothing for the Caninites to take for succor. All the larders were empty. By the time they reached Catapolis, they were a mass of starving, barefoot rabble, unfit for battle.
To fight would be suicide. To retreat would also be a death sentence. There was nothing to do but to surrender without ever fighting a single battle. It was GarGar’s greatest victory and it cost him not one soldier. It did however, rain hardship down upon the farmers that fed the capital city. It was Queen Pirouette who brought them relief in the form of gold coins and caravans of supplies. Thanks to Her Majesty, no one starved. On the contrary, the sacrifices of the landed classes brought them great rewards.
Long live Queen Pirouette! Long live King GarGar!