Youre the Duke of Wellington

You’ve been fighting Nepoleon for hours since the morning.

Your mish mash of coalition forces have been doing surprisingly well, but Nepolean has finally committed his veteran troops to push your center. You’re holding well but it’s only a matter of time before it collapses.

Then thousands of troops begin to appear in the distance

The frech troops begin to cheer as they think Grouchy has returned to reinforce the main force.

But you know better.

One of your lieutenants puts down his viewing g scope as says to you “Sir, it seems our friends have arrived. Shall I make preparations?”

You nod.

The lieutenant calmly walks over to the hi-fi system, inserts a cassette and hits play. Suddenly Swedish synth-pop starts blasting from your speakers and floods the battlefield 🎵 MY MY 🎵

a very fain smile breaks across your face.