We crossed the river and continued on. As a result, we found ourselves in neutral territory, or rather, everyone considered it their own. Elves, dwarves, and orcs were fighting among themselves. No one wanted to yield, and they didn't even allow us to pass, so we had to engage in battle. In general, it wasn't difficult for me to defeat them all, because they sent part of their army in one direction and the other part in another. The fools were defeated, and I continued on my way.
P.S. Honestly, I'm a bit tired. Why did I go down this path? I should have fought the Necromancers instead, but I'm tired of fighting all these orcs and the like.
I don't want to fight them. And it's all because of Dacin that we went this way; I don't trust that goat.
Screenshot #1
My base, forming units.
Screenshot #2
A unit of mages (and ogres) approaches the dwarven fortress.
Screenshot #3
Cavalry at the elven castle.
Screenshot #4
The orc citadel and brave spearmen.