...said the queen as she led her trupes into battle. The syncopated rhythm their boots created against the war-torn & shredded turf, provided the soundtrack for the impending Blitzkrieg.
TO THE VICTOR GOES THE SPOILS!
...she echoed, but who can think about gold & booty at a time like this? A frontline pillaged due to greed & the need to conquer more. More will never be enough.
