King Zavie knew that there have to be sacrifices in order to prevail in his current quest for power in Spain. One of these was the selling of many rare books from the library of his family’s ancestral seat at Toulouse.
Established by his father, the Toulousian library had been a major center for scholarly pursuits in the realm for the past thirty years. Containing rare scrolls from Greece and Rome along with more modern masterpieces such as the original copy of de Cermont’s courtier training manual “Rites of the Aquitanian Nobility”, Toulouse put much pride in its library. The decision to sell its treasures put quick ducats in the King’s purse, at the price of a disgruntled populace.
In the midst of his march to assist his Breton allies and hopefully claim the province of Urgell, Aquitania's King was delivered a message that filled his heart with ice. In the course of his march, he had seemingly advanced across a portion of land claimed by the powerful Emir of Toledo. The Emir himself was a young headstrong man that proved easy prey to ambitious courtiers and his own eagerness to prove his worth. He had been talked into declaring war based on the excuse provided by the transgression. King Zavie called for a map to be brought at once with the borders of the two realms marked off.
After complaining about its shoddy quality, Zavie was told that several of the royal clerks had eye infections and were thus handicapped in their duties. Offering his sympathies, he turned back to the map. Aquitania's new conquests(black) were in every way exposed to the Toledoan(red) threat. A plan needed to be made.
Zavie ordered messages sent to the conquered provinces of Viscaya, Burgos and Soria. Within the packages, he urged the nobility and other leaders of those provinces to raise forces for their defense(black) and to assemble at Soria(gold star), the province most exposed to any troops the Muslims(red) might assemble. These town leaders took their new king’s orders to heart and readily assembled a hodge podge gathering of would be warriors and sent them towards the expected battleground at Soria.
Zavie studied the situation carefully, weighing the alternatives in his mind. His own army(black) and that of Ubert de Caumont(green) were right between the mobilized Toledoan regiments(red) and their target. He knew that the Spanish based force would take time to form up and properly assemble at Soria.
The Duke of Poitou, personal friend of the King and a man who had served in every part of the latest Crusade, urged for a defensive stance with the King himself retreating to Soria and confronting the Moors there. This was rejected as behavior unfit for a Christian knight on crusade and being too dependent on one large battle.
The Duke of Aquitaine, another Crusade veteran, wished to call upon the large and relatively unbloodied Aquitanian regiments back in southern France in a general mobilization. This was rejected as being too burdensome on the kingdom's already decrepit finances and too long in happening.
One option presented itself as the best course. Zavie would march into Toledoan territory and meet their army in battle, hoping to bleed them enough or at least delay their march significantly for his Spanish based reinforcements to take up in Soria.
This was the course decided upon, with Zavie sending his intense regret to the King of Brittany that he would be unable to assist him at his time of need. Operations in Urgell to the north were not endangered by this new threat and continued in their original form.
Battle was first joined in the province of Cuenca, which ended in a generally indecisive skirmish but led to Ubert de Caumont's retreat from the field. His troops, like those of the King, were weak from hunger and exhaustion. Combat in the rugged country during the brutal July heat did not suit them. Zavie promised more supplies to Ubert's force and his own, extending his credit even further in an attempt to make up for his miserliness earlier.
It was in late July, the hottest any of the locals could remember, that King Zavie faced his new enemy. Yugerten, Emir of Toledo, had led his main army to the rolling hills of Molina in preparation for his strike against Soria. The Aquitanian monarch met him there, both forces lead elements stumbling upon each other in one of the few forests that dotted the sun blasted landscape. Each formed up for battle, with Zavie confident that his advantage in heavy cavalry would carry the day for him.
The Battle of Molina commenced in the afternoon, just as the sun was highest in the sky. The Aquitanians held their position, letting the Toledoan host begin to skirmish with their front line. As the missile fire intensified, Zavie ordered his knights forward and into the middle of the Muslim line. With a sound like rolling thunder, hundreds of Aquitania’s finest knights swept into their enemies ranks. Sword clattered on shield, mace connected with flesh, arrows thudded against armor, horse and man died. In the boiling maelstrom, the Toledoan army stood firm, incredibly withstanding the charge of the armored cavalrymen. Those knights in the last ranks veered away and those engaged in the melee broke off back to the safety of their own lines. Aquitanian infantry attempted a follow up attack, but they were repulsed as well. Zavie realized that his chance to break the Muslims in one fatal charge had failed. Reports of Toledoan reinforcements on the horizon gave Zavie no choice but to call a retreat in good order.
Along the path of retreat, a messenger arrived to tell Zavie of success to the north. Roger de Foix, Count of Foix, had led an overwhelming campaign against the Muslims of Urgell and now had the main citadel under siege. It was welcome news for the Aquitanian king, whose own failure in battle still weighed heavily on his mind.
King Zavie fully realized that his holding action at Molina had been a complete failure soon after. The Toledoan force was still easily able to reach Soria before the defense force called upon by Zavie could be properly organized by the Spanish leaders. Viscaya’s regiment was still away and those of Burgos and Soria were outmatched in both the number and leadership value of active troops. Zavie himself was still attempting to resupply his own force and could not afford to send relief to the patriots.
Even with a vast superiority in mounted knights, the leaders of the Spanish defense armies (who remained anonymous after the battle) were completely outmanuevered by the Toledoan Emir. The professionalism of the Muslim force was readily apparent. One of the major merchant cabals of Soria had ridden out outfitted as a light cavalry regiment and was decimated to a man after their mercenary bodyguards abandoned them. Overall, the battle that raged was completely one-sided and the faith and determination of the Christian soldiers was not enough to prevent another defeat.
As the survivors of the doomed army melted into the countryside around Soria, Yugerten prepared for the siege of the city. Hardly any time had been given to repair the damages of Ubert de Caumont's siege months before and the defenders soon found themselves hard pressed to maintain the castle's integrity.
Even as Zavie cursed his regiments' defeat in Soria, more good news filtered from the north. The siege of Urgell had reached a successful conclusion and Aquitainian troops maintained a constant vigil in the province. Again, he inhabitants of the country praised their saviors and deliverance from heathen hands. No other forces from the Emirate of Almeria appeared to be threateningly close by, and Zavie was eager to be rid of at least one war. Peace was secured by the middle of August and Urgell was added to the King's personal demense.
Zavie had one last chance to break the siege of Soria with his current forces. Gathering the remants of his own army, Ubert's force and a few of the Spanish patriots, Zavie began marching his army toward the siege lines around Soria, a battle he was almost positive he could not win. His army seemed to think the same way, with nearly no supplies, low morale and even less hope. They were a sorry looking and bedraggled bunch, worn thin in both spirit and fighting ability from nearly two years of fighting in a foreign land far from their homes. Still, Zavie had his own honor and that of Aquitania to maintain, which mandated this last desperate attempt at victory.
Also along this march, Zavie began to reflect upon his relationship with his wife Rosa. She was much younger than him, half his age really. Marrying her had been the result of a desperate search for a woman to provide him with a heir. She had become so much more than that to him over the past four years. Rosa had given him two sons along with laughter, debate, and council. In truth, he could not imagine life without her. He knew that it was an odd thing to be thinking of on the eve of his most decisive battle yet, but he didn't mind. He knew that Rosa would be the only woman for him for the rest of his life.
The battle around Soria went almost exactly as Zavie thought it would. His men broke at the first contact with the enemy. Only the cream of his army stood firm and it was not long before his personal bodyguard was in danger of being engulfed by the superior Muslim numbers. Zavie fought for his life, striking with all the anger he held at the Toledoans for their attack, for their forcing of his hand, but mostly of his defeat. He had tasted it before, but this was different. This was land he had conquered not two seasons past, greeted by throngs of jubilant citizens. Now they needed his assistance and he couldn't help them, it was beyond his capacity as a man and a leader.
Zavie broke off from the battle at the last moment and caught up with the reformed part of his army at a hill overlooking the city's outskirts. At this point, the lowest of his life, he knew he was soundly beaten, that he didn't have soldiers left to fight with. They would not do battle again, not after another defeat, not for him and not for their country and certainly not for a city they barely knew. Zavie de Toulouse turned and watched Toledoan army return to their siege. It would not be long now.
Soria fell on October 3rd. The Christian defenders were treated well by the Muslim occupiers and sent with as much as they could carry towards the last portion of Zavie's army encamped outside of Soria. Looting did occur, but it was kept on a level that did not endanger the lives of the Christian majority population. Yugerten issued a proclamation detailing his intent to rule the city with a liberal hand, respecting the rights of all its inhabitants.
It was not long before Zavie received a Toledoan envoy at his camp. Dressed in his finest mail suit to survive the constant retreats and defeats, Zavie ordered the camp to be made to look ready for an attack on Soria. Every person in the camp fully recognized the posturing for what it was and none were impressed by the show their King was ordering them to put on. No impression was made on the diplomat, whose demands were simple and clear.
Zavie accepted.