Russia
The fields were dark with blood. The dieing sun threw rays of light, which merrily bounced off of the red menace. The Tsars boots, made of cowhide and feathers from a vulture, were now painted red. His bow, the only bloodless thing left, was strung over his shoulder giving him the look of an archer of Russia. Raising his head from its initial praying position, he observed the digging of twenty-five graves. The future occupants were covered in willow grass, a ritual so to keep evil spirits out.
After the prayer, the Tzar walked to his own tent. The day was old, and so the light was quickly loosing to the darkness. Dense shrubs and forestry on both sides surrounded the path he walked upon.
Tsar! Wait for us! his bodyguards yelled, but Ivan, full of remorse for the dead soldiers that he had helped bring upon, blocked out the frantic cries for him to wait. Just then a noise from one of the bushes on the side startled Ivan as he instinctively drew his bow and an arrow. Walking closer, aiming his bow as he did so, he noticed it was nothing but a jackrabbit. Letting out a sigh of relief, he decided he better wait. Turning around, he watched Nicolas and Alexander running up the path to catch up with him. He also witnessed the two arrows jut themselves into the backs of the two men, and he watched them drop to their knees and then fall face-forward into the dirt. By this time the darkness had one, and the light was all but gone.
Ivan searched desperately in the side bush for a target as he held the bow stretched out and ready to fire. There, a movement! He let loose two arrows in two seconds in the direction he saw something move, but was not for certain that he got the assassin. Figuring he was a clear shot for any archer from the woods, he put the bow upon his back and began to run down the path. This is when a man with a spear jumped onto the trail and attempted to stab the King. Ivan hit the spear away and tripped the man by dropping to his feet and swiping his leg to off balance the spearmans leg. Back on his feet, Ivan again darted past the spearman, but he didnt go far.
A sharp pain jutted from his back to his shoulder. Slowing to a walking speed, shocked and delirious, he reached back with his left arm and felt the long shaft of a marksmens arrow; and then he felt it down to his shoulder. His hand was dripping with blood. That same red menace that he had felt pity for was now on his back. Another sharp pain protruded from his back to his side now. He fell to his knees, and with a long sigh, closed his eyes forever.
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Back in the Valley of Moscow and the Moscow River
The death of the Tsar was soon the latest news throughout the Kingdom of Russia. People begin to talk about the Tsars son, and if he would be ready to rule the Kingdom. Just turning nineteen a week before his cousins death, Leonov I ascended to the throne of Russia. In a speech upon the hill in Moscow, he spoke to the Russian public.
A new age has befallen the Kingdom of Russia! I, as your Tsar, will lead you into this new age! He proclaimed, raising his army with a closed fist. His deep voice projected throughout the whole valley that Moscow lie in. The crowd yelled Hail Russia.
The age of Leonov will begin with the ending of the Baltic War. I myself will ride in the Russian Chariot, a sure way to route the poor farmers of the Baltic! I, your King, will see to it that Russia is not just a Kingdom, but an Empire! Roads will connect every city, trade routes will head to distant nations, and trade will flourish for the commoner! The Empire of Leonovs Russia will include everyone! And with that, the crowd made of mostly all peasants, raised their hands in closed fists and chanted Russia!
ORDERS
-Invent (?) chariots, but do not build them yet.
-Loot the villages of Baltica surrounding the capital, but just those villages.
-Josefs army should continue to the Baltic Sea with 500 men, and hold the line.
-Five hundred other men, the army of the Tsar, will surround the capital and not allow any food or water in, or anybody in. The first siege will begin.
-Research into siege weapons (crude catapults). In the meantime, begin to cut trees and prepare the ramming logs.
-Begin to build roads from St. Petersburg to the villages of Baltica.
-Construct markets throughout Russia (increase economy).