304

The ambulance rattles up the hill towards the Emperor and his staff, the horses straining and you all run to intercept it. As you approach it, four Polish lancers, attached to Napoleon's escort, wheel their horses towards you. They look magnificent in their maroon and navy uniforms but their eyes are oddly glazed as if entranced. Their hostile intentions are all too clear, however, as they lower their long lances and charge at you, red and white lance pennons fluttering in the breeze. You haven't much time. Do you:

Throw yourself to the ground so that the horses pass over you knowing that they will try to avoid trampling you? Turn to 410
Thinkstrike one of the Lancers? Turn to 129
Pull out your blaster and shoot one of their horses? Turn to 389