"Brettonia is the armpit of the world. A dirty, sweaty, noble ridden armpit. But only a fool would fail to recognise that their cavalry is the finest in the world and their noble class has the active support of a deity of great power. Infiltrators and diplomats must be sent to learn more about this rebelion. We need information above all else. Any overt involvement from our part will probably bring down an errantry war on their heads. Right now, the rest of those stuffy Dukes are probably laughing their ass off over this Duke's defeat on the hands of a bunch of peasants and robber knights. As long as we, they manage to keep it that way they have a chance for their rebellion to take root. If the rest of the Brettonian Dukes or worse their King suspect foreign involvement, they are history. If this peasant rebellion is legit, we must cultivate it slowly, bring in the local greenskins and all others willing in to it, fortify like crazy. Then and only then they have a chance of flourishing."