DisNES II "A Twist of Fate"

Update 1707: Imprisoned by the thoughts of what you do

Non-Military

The Kingdom of Affalon completes its plans to gain influence over the various Mi'kmaq tribes with a score of symbolic marriages and binding oaths. The Throne now has control over all the lands of Nova Hibernia and is beginning to progress into the lands beyond. The Kings hopes to increase his taxation and growth base is still unsuccessful, and it will be many years before the Mi’kmaq will be culturally assimilated enough for his expansionist dreams. The new lands are causing something of a boom in the Affalonian population however, and benefits will likely be reaped down the line.

The Südlichreich invests heavily in their system of workshops and armories whilst lowering the protective tariffs they introduced last year. In truth they are not needed anymore with the damage done to Aragonese productivity it is more the Imperials who will economically dominate rather than be dominated.

The Russian Imperator declares that all resources are to be placed towards the war effort, and delegates some of this duties to the Imperial Senate, Russian is becoming a lean and cold machine as all criminals and disloyal elements are burnt away on the Turkish front (+1 Culture).

The lands around Astrakhan restore their productivity after a few fallow years (+Astrakhan Economy Centre).

A Quiet Night in France

After five years of ceaseless warfare it is finally over, no rockets or cannonballs wizz across the French countryside, no recruiting parties tour the land sucking up the young men, no blood stains the rivers…it is over.

Despite the threat of war still looming in the early months of the year, as Iberia and Aragon withdrew and the English prepared for a face-off with Burgundy, the situation was rescued by the skillful diplomacy of the Holy Roman Emperor Josef III. The great statesman proposed a solution that benefited all too some extent, even if no one got all they wanted. Iberia of course had backed gracefully out of Brittany and received no formal compensation, but she had not suffered any great loss either, and indeed some regarded the entire war as merely a testing ground for the new Iberian army, and the lessons learnt were applied in many other theatres in the year as Iberian turned her attention outwards once again (+1 Iberian Military Leadership). Navarre, ravaged by Alexis’s march also did not receive any compensation, but still was content with the replacement of an unpredictable and dangerous France with their good allies the British, and quietly got on with the business of rebuilding their damaged capital and other cities.

Aragon received what she had fought so hard for; the province of Languedoc and the denial of the Mediterranean to the northern European powers, they even received some compensation and saw the creation of the demilitarized “Duchy of Aquitaine” to secure their north. But despite this the Aragonese king was facing severe criticism; firstly, what they had gained was tiny when compared to the amount that the war had cost in blood and gold, and tens of thousands of people were still refugees in Aragon itself as reconstruction continued. Secondly, the king was seen as weak in not demanding more, as even the Duchy of Aquitaine was introduced by the Germans rather than the Aragonese, the King seeming willing to just give up Toulouse to the British. Finally, both the Duke of Savoy and the Pope, once staunch Aragonese allies were both now coldly furious with the court in Cagliari; not only had Aragon decided to end the coalitions part in the war unilaterally with Savoy and the Papal states gaining nothing, they had not even been informed that peace talks were occurring! (-2 Confidence). The King attempted to reverse this disapproval with a number of far ranging domestic reforms and investment. The reconstruction of Aragon proper continued apace, though the confusing new tariffs the King had introduced hampered the rebuilding on the Iberian Peninsula even as they benefited the cities on the north African coast (which had been undergoing substantial investment for quite some time) (+Oman Economy Centre, -1 Economy). The new parliament merely allowed the nobles to vent their disapproval in a more formal environment, and the full representation of the various regions was met with disapproval by the old families of Aragon, as Genoa and Italy demanded more freedom. What was met with approval was the Kings pledge to stay out of foreign wars until the nation was recovered.

The Duchy of Savoy-Provence received some small gains in the Rhone valley at the end of the war, thanks to Josef III intervention, but the primary change in the small region was in how it viewed its neighbours…and itself. After the seeming betrayal by the Aragonese, relations with that nation distinctly cooled, and Savoy began a plan to compete in the Mediterranean more strongly, with a new fleet and lower taxes on commerce. Its connections with Burgundy increased greatly thanks to the efforts of the Burgundian Prince Ulrich and their shared military struggle, and finally its loyalty to the Holy Roman emperor grew still higher. The most fundamental changes were in its self confidence; it had fought and nearly won a war as part of a coalition, and defeated the old enemy of France. With a new self confidence the old divisions of Savoy and Provence were removed and a new national culture was emerging. There were also rumours that the old Duke Victor had begun to amass support in Imperial circles for Savoy to be named an Imperial Principality on his death, with a Hapsburg to inherit the throne of course. (+1 Culture, +1 Confidence)

Moving onto Burgundy we have another Imperial vassal which had undergone a trial by fire, and performed admirably. The new Burgundian army had proved more than a match for the French and even stood up to the British-French in a few skirmishes at the end of the year. Though having to withdraw from Paris and give up Ulrich’s dreams of his son being king of France, Josef’s peace saw Burgundy increasing its territories by two-fifths, gaining rich lands with a cultural connection to Burgundy that should be easy to hold. The return to normal trade on the North Sea also furthered the rise of Burgundian prosperity (+Zeebrugge Economy Centre), and the rule of Prince Ulrich became ever more popular (+2 Confidence). One sticking point remains over the kidnapped royal daughters of Alexis, which burgundy still has not returned to Britain-France despite repeated requests.

And with that we come to the true victors of what is being referred to as the “Five Years War”, other possible descriptions not showing the complete story, the United Kingdom of Britain and France. Arriving late to the war the dynastic alliance of Britain to the remnants of Plantagenet France has allowed them to claim dominion over most of war-torn land in the final settlement, gaining the western coast, the fertile Loire and Seine valleys, and of course Paris itself. The British have worked hard to rescue France from the economic chaos and famines that were sweeping the land providing vast amounts of firewood and food (-1 Economy, +1 Culture, +1 Confidence), and the wily King Edward has played a slick propaganda campaign with his new son-in-law Alphonse touring, and making speeches amid the rebuilding (+1 Confidence). Their new partners are costing the English a great deal to maintain at the current time, but as the conscripts and even professional soldiers return to their fields and towns the French economy is beginning to recover, and with generous British and Iberian investment even seems to be on the verge of a post-war boom in the next few years with new English farming techniques taking root. Though outwardly protesting at the various territorial losses at the edges of France the English court are probably inwardly pleased, as too large and populous a France would simply drag the English regions into its orbit as occurred in the First Plantagenet empire. The creation of the duchy of Aquitaine was also approved off, for a buffer state works both ways, and it was even less Frenchmen to manage, the small question of who to be Duke of this new nation was filled by the other surviving brother of Alexis – Henry Plantagenet. Indeed it appears Britain-France is on the edge of a true golden age…until the next French war of course.

Market Forces

The Bay of Bengal is an interesting situation economically this year, as two powerful commercial empire gear up for intensive competition, and a number of smaller players make their moves. The two great empires are of course the White Malay and the British, both of whom tried to establish commercial presences in the smaller states of India. The close Madurai links with the Ottomans (and the small remaining Ottoman presence) effectively halted British growth into their markets, whilst the White Malay easily marginalized the remaining Ottoman traders. However this left the British free to focus on Madras, and made significant inroads there. As the locals played the British and the Malays off against one another the city experienced a quite unfamiliar level of prosperity (+Madras Economy Centre). Also on the west coast the Gujarati Sultanate began their first proper forays into international mercantilism with the completion of the great docks at Yumen and increasing ties with all the various nations, especially the White Malay. The Gujarati economic dependence on the Ottomans may now be at an end Bengal too focused its efforts on commerce this year, finely balanced between the east and west it maintain amicable relations with both Britain and the Malays, selling its produce to the great Transshipping conveys of east and west (+1 Bengali Economy).

On the east coast the White Malay had things nearly all their own way as the increasing infiltration of Arakan both dynastically and economically gave great profits to the Rajah and the Gremio of the Peninsula, and the chaos in Indon (see below) freed them of any competition shipping between the Indian ocean and the far east (+2 White Malay Economy). The innovative new tax system certainly helped as well. However there was one fly in the ointment when the ever unpredictable King Mom Pi of Ayutthaya decided that the tariff less trade was damaging his nation, particularly after the White Malay began dumping. Thus in one of his characteristic changes of hearts closed all but two ports (Bangkok and Mergui) to foreign traders, and banned all foreigners except the Sinhalese from entering the nation without strict permits, much to the detriment of the local economies (-1 Ayutthayan, White Malay, Dai Viet, Arakan Economy).

Outside the local area the White Malay were also very busy, as the Rajah gave out royal charters to the Shipping Gremio left and right, and commercial voyages of exploration set out in all directions. Some more islands in the northern pacific were claimed, and an African colony was established to the north of the Iberian cities of Mozambique. The increasing British domination of Madagascar made the Ibero-Malayans hesitant to expand their base there, as it may not turn out to be a long term investment. The trade routes over the southern Indian ocean that the Malay are attempting to develop as an alterative to the Arabian-Colombo route are also beginning to pick up steam as Iberians venture into the far east for the first time in a century.

Speaking of the Iberians all this trade and conquests (see below) are pushing the old commercial empire out of its moribund state and back to its old buzzing self (+1 Economy). But all this growth is happening rather suddenly, and it would be a wise King in Lisbon who considered how to avoid the hyperinflation that so damaged the empire in the past.

As usual the Dai Viet continued to expand their pacific empire, and large profits from trading with the empire in Xaxam are beginning to role in (+Chim đô Economy Centre[1]).

The chaos in the Indon sultanate allows the numerous Sinhalese traders to exploit the vacuum and gain the profits of the Spice Islands exclusively for themselves and their new nation (+Vihaynagaraya Economy Centre).

Military

The South East Asian Pirates take their toll as always.

(-2 White Malay Squadrons, -2 Dai Viet Squadrons, -4 Indon Squadrons, -1 Neva Sinhalese Squadrons)

Pious Work

The Zealots of Moteinemiliz are an infantry force never before seen in the Americas, more like army ants than men, heavily armoured fighters who battle at close quarters. And most importantly, wherever they go, they stay. Such was the fate of the peninsula holdings of the T’ho league in the second year of the serpent war; their mighty fleet battered against the shores of the Acolhuan’s, their hastily raised armies of city folk stood firm and resolute, all ultimately for naught. The fleet was irrelevant, and the Zealots smashed through the militias. Seeing the writing on the wall, the Mayan elite evacuated their ancient capital for the relative safety of Cubanacon along with large segments of the population and the learning of the great temples including the great Academy of Kukulcan.

The Acolhuan’s took most of the year to fully take control of the Peninsula territories, and a steady stream of loot flowed back from the conquests (+2 EPs of Acolhuan loot). However without the Mayan fleets and trading contacts a lot of the value they hoped to gain from the lands is lost (-T’ho Economy centre) and their plans to convert the population and absorb the civilian officials of the Mayan cities have stalled due to the populations resistance, and the great numbers of people who have fled into the southern jungles or overseas. Further plans of Acolhuan expansion were thwarted by the difficult terrain and the mounting costs of keeping such a large army in the field.

Meanwhile in the south the prospect of Acolhuan attack have forced a number of small cities to join the Mayan league, though it did not seem to help the northerners particularly. In the extreme north the stress of the war has left the Mayan colony in the Chitimachamul Delta defenseless, and a number of barbarian tribes have invaded.

(-3 Moteinemiliz Zealot Divisions, - 3 Kukulcan's Slingers, -6 T’ho Divisions, -11 T’ho Irregular Divisions)

Soldiers of the Sun

The Incan emperor struck back against the Chibcha this year, firstly by the unpopular measure (in the south at least, the north certainly saw the need) of raising conscripts and levies to pad out the Incan army, and purchased swords and spears of the grey Viet metal for his best warriors. With this done the three great armies of the Sapa Inca marched north along the great imperial roads. The eastern army struck the Chibcha offensive on the flank and began to push it back to the border on the eastern side of the Andes, whilst the eastern and central armies struck the heart of the Chibcha offensive high in the mountains and at Guayaquil. Though numerically inferior to the Chibcha hordes, the troops of the Sapa Inca were far more disciplined, and slowly and surely the Chibcha were pushed back.

The Chibcha had used the start of the year to invade the coastal regions west of their initial assault, and now they began to loot, pillage and take slaves. The Dai Viet ships and trade outposts in the area, appalled at the destruction and the possible threat to their trade interests, worked to help the local Incans secure the coast. There seemed to by no end to the Chibcha hordes however, and when word reached them of the Chibcha destroying the Imperial roads and halting the Incan advance, the Dai Viet commanders decided to take matters into their own hands and deal with these barbarians. A small Dai Viet force attacked the Chibcha in the far north of the Incan lands and quickly proceeded up the Andes, and caught between them and the approaching Incans the Chibcha offensive crumbled and fled (the Dai Viet not having the numbers to intercept them). Spurred on by their success the Incans and the Dai Viet chased the Chibcha across the border and turned the tables of the war. The Eastern army of the incas was caught in a trap and destroyed, but the Dai Viet and the western armies soon took the capital of Bacato. The Dai Viet raced onwards on their horses and even took a city to the north all unassisted by the Incans, indeed their conquest here were remarkably easy…

(1 Economy level each from the Chibcha to the Incans, Dai Viet)
(-1 Dai Viet Division, -6 Incan Conscripts, -14 Incan Divisions, -13 Chibcha Divisions)

This Blackest of Seasons

“Hope is our most precious coin, and I fear we have emptied our purse” – General Giedrius Paksas, addressing the Riga Congress.

This was a cold winter in Courland-Lithuania in more ways than one; the Russians having decided that to winning this revolt they will have to abandon their policy of attempting to gain the region intact, and declared every single thing a target. Heroic efforts by the Lithuanians had managed to drive out the Russian infestation in the far west of the country by pinning the invaders against the coast, but more and more спецназ and raiders broke through the increasingly porous defensive lines in the east and wrecked a merry hell on the rebels. The newly forged nation was crumbling apart at the seams. However the defenses were mighty, and the defenders resolute and still numerous, and they knew now they had no choice but the fight. The Russians also seemed content to grind away at the Liths and Courish over the course of the year even though no major breakthrough was made, as the Russian victory seemed inevitable.

Indeed the Courish and Liths seemed to believe that as well, as tens of thousands of women and children poured over the border into the Holy Roman Empire, the Poles that manned this section quite content to let them through; perhaps to save those they viewed as their countrymen, perhaps merely to thumb a nose at the domineering Hapsburg emperor. Either way large refugee camps were beginning to form on the Baltic coast and beyond the Polish border, and might pose a problem if not dealt with in some way. The Polish antagonism with the Russians, forgotten in the heady rush of the war with the Turks is back again in full swing after the victories in the Balkans. It is also rumoured that a number of members of the Riga congress also have slipped into Poland, and are forging links with the local polish nobility.

(-3 спецназ, -6 Russian Divisions, -11 CL Divisions, -3 CL Conscript Divisions, -CL Navy)
 
Alacakaranlik

It is said that no empire lasts for ever, and all merely have a brief moment in the sun. If this is true then the Ottoman moment in the sun occurred at the turn of 17th century as their fleets dominated the Indian Ocean, and Europe trembled at their name. Now, beset form all sides the Ottoman moment in the sun seems so far away, even though it was but 5 years gone, the Empire is falling back on all fronts bar one and its economy is in ruins. Yes, the sun is fading, and now the Turks must face their twilight…

Alacakaranlik: West

The Ottomans had great plans for the Balkans in the spring of 1707, alas most were abandoned by the winter as part of the general drawing inward, and some say twilight of the Empire. The first hope, of the bottled up Bosnians behind enemy lines strike a blow was thwarted when the new reinforcements streaming out of the Südlichreich decided to undergo a “Training exercise” on their way to the front – by march the Bosnians were pacified and under imperial control. Moving further east finds a stalemate between the loyal partisan armies of Ottoman Albanians, Bosnians and Bulgars and the Imperial forces, although the Imperials probably could have easily pushed south in retrospect, they had orders to remain on the defensive. This theatre saw the introduction of the new Jaeger infantry on the Imperial side – the Südlichreich has a vast array of ethnic groups specializing in fighting in different terrains from the forests of the Germans to the Swiss Alps, and the Jaegers combined this knowledge into one skilled body of elite light-infantry.

The Ottoman experiences in the Balkan mountains of Bulgaria are testament to the skills of these new fighting regiments as, backed up by a large continent of regular imperial infantry, they defeated ally the armies the Ottomans threw at them from the south (though the Ottomans did manage to retake Varna with fleet support mid April). The Ottomans plan of landing another great army in Romanian and striking south would have worked admirably…if it were not for the imperial army of over half a million men that attacked from the west. After five more months of fighting, the Janissaries in Bucharest being particularly hard to finally extract, the Ottoman Romanian army was in splinters and had to be evacuated by sea, and for the first time since the Roman Empire the entire length of the Danube was under the control of a single power.

The one region apart from Varna where the Ottomans claimed victories over the imperials; as part of their evacuation of the Ukraine a number of Ottoman soldiers and pillagers ventured into the rich province of Galicia, and finding it nearly undefended, set about a great campaign of destruction and field burning. The loss of these valuable grain lands, in combination with a cold winter, hurt the Südlichreichs supplies of food (-1 Imperial Economy). The mounting Imperial losses are beginning to worry the Reichstag, who advise the Emperor (after praising his victories profusely of course), that maybe we should attempt to hold what has been gained from now on.

(-21 Ottoman Conscript Divisions, -8 Ottoman Divisions, -15 Ottoman Janissary Divisions, -6 Imperial Jaeger divisions, -27 Imperial Divisions)

Alacakaranlik: North

It was here, on the plains of the Ukraine and the Crimea, that the Great Russian-Turkish war began, and it will be here it will end (so say the Russian commanders at least). Indeed the end seems to already be beginning as the Turkish completely abandon all their forward gains they had bled white for in the four years since the wars began (-1 Turkish confidence), the plains east and west of Dneipr were quiet. No, they were more than quiet; they were empty, for in a display of efficiency that the Russians could only dream of the Ottomans slaughtered every living soul that would not come with them, and annihilated every city – barely a stone lay atop another in all the Ukraine. The Turks fell back to the old border on the Crimea, which had been crossed so many times in this war, and set to work rebuilding the fortifications. Stunned at the speed of the withdrawal and suspecting a trap, the Russians of the Красный Рассвет army took more than a month to reach the fortified line (the crazed bashi-bazouks the Ottomans had left to cover their retreat also slowed them), to find it rebuilt stronger and higher. The Russian army, glad of an enemy to fight, set to the siege of the whole Crimean region with a will. Unfortunately it was here that the Turkish advantage in technology and skill was most telling, and it was many months and many thousands of Russian dead later that the red dawn army finally managed to break through at Kherson and Melitopol. However the Turks had also constructed further fall back fortifications that divided the steppe into defendable chunks, and ruthlessly harassed the Russians with tartar hit and run attacks, the entire Tartar male population have being armed and sent to battle. Despite all that, the Russian advance continued, slowed but seemingly inevitable. The Turkish soldiers, demoralized by the death of their hero Prince Kalim, grimly joked that next year they would be defending in the Perekop itself, and the year after…?

Meanwhile in the east the Russians mirrored the Turkish actions in the Ukraine, believing a vast Turkish counterattack would fall here. They swept west and north back to Russia, destroying all the towns and people in their path (except the Georgians who fled with them) with if not the efficiency of the Turkish army, at least a far greater quantity of enthusiasm. The Russian army swept back into Russia with the Turks hard on their heels, the vast Turkish force having taken a brief stop to annihilate the Quqonid incursion. Pursued back into Russia the Russian army of the Мертвая Зона operation attempted to join the attack on the Crimean lands, but caught between the unexpected strength of the Crimean defenders and the Army of the Caucasus behind them the Commanders decided his men would be more effectively used elsewhere and retreated to northeast. There he assumed a defensive and raiding position out of a base in Elista, used slaves taken from the Turkish lands to throw up defenses, and stopped the Turkish Caucasus army from reaching out to Astrakhan as they have in the past. The Turkish Caucasian army, its job done, moved to assist the defenders of Azov from another Russian push, and general secured the region to the north of the Caucasus.

(+25 Ottoman Irregular Divisions)
(-4 Russian Squadrons, -1 Ottoman Squadron, -13 Janissary Divisions, -10 Ottoman divisions, -7 Ottoman Conscript Divisions, -13 Ottoman Irregular divisions, -33 Russian Divisions, -3 спецназ Divisions)

Alacakaranlik: South

When a great beast flounders, the vultures will circle; whilst they believed the Ottomans to be occupied in the north the Iberians struck at Ottoman Africa. However even a wounded giant can fight back, and the Iberians may have tried to bite off more than they can chew…

Two attacks were made, one into northern Egypt and one round the coast of Africa and into the red sea, and they both suffered tremendous setbacks for the same reasons; lack of coordination and lack of naval firepower. On the North African coast the Iberians dropped off a small army to take the city of Benghazi before proceeding east…into the maw of a waiting Ottoman fleet. Unused to the waters of the Mediterranean and heavily out numbered, the Iberian fleet was quickly defeated in the battle of Fukah, but they were able to make landfall and offload most of the men they were carrying before their destruction. Bereft of supplies the Iberian army had to endure a long march back to Benghazi in the crippling heat, and lost over a third of their men to thirst and heatstroke. The Iberian foothold in Benghazi was luckily with the sphere of influence patrolled by the mighty Imperial Mediterranean fleet, and food and water could be supplied. After this disaster the Iberians still had plans, the fact that the ottomans had not yet attack their invasion force indicated the near absence of the ottomans army, and emboldened the Iberians set out for Alexandra once again, on land this time. At Alexandra they did finally face ottoman resistance, but were able to take the city after a month of hard fighting. They were at the extreme ends of their logistical chain however, and it was felt that pressing on into heavily populated Egypt would not be wise. The Iberian invasion force into the Red Sea fared even worse, they did not receive the aid they had expected from the British, who claimed no knowledge of these plans and who had even withdrawn from the planned staging point of Aden. When the small and undersupplied Iberian fleet did enter the red sea they were beaten off by the Ottoman defenders before even making landfall! Deciding they needed something to show for their efforts, the Iberian commander decided to take the still poorly defended city of Aden and await further orders.

(-9 Iberian Squadrons, -4 Ottoman Squadrons, -7 Iberian Divisions, -2 Ottoman Divisions)

Alacakaranlik: East

It is in the East that the Ottomans and their allies had their greatest successes, ironic since the first actions of the Ottomans in the year were to mainly evacuate the region. This was because they had found a Persian whose goals mostly echoed their own – the defeat of the Quqonids, and could leave the waging of the war in his hands. The nobleman Ali Murad Khan had raised the most warriors to the Ottoman banner in the previous year, and thus was raised to authority in Arak by the Ottomans. He choose to take the title Vakilol Ro'aya (“Advocate of the people”), perhaps as a propaganda move, perhaps due to some desire to connect with the new nation he desired to lead. Some Ottomans did remain in the new Murad Persia; agents working to restore stability, soldiers training the new Persian armies, but most were redeployed north and west, leaving the Persians to prosecute the war on their own…

…Which was something they did with great enthusiasm after years of Quqonid dominance, the west and the south in particular harbouring old grievances. With the cream of the Quqonid army engaged in the Causcuas and near the capital, and their local knowledge of the terrain being nullified by the Persians greater knowledge, the Persians made great progress with their still untried army, taking the central Iranian plateau and the southern coast all the way to the Gujarati held domains. However they did stall when the encountered still Quqonid resistance, such as occurred in the loyal central parts of Persia, and the rugged north east.

Meanwhile the Gujaratis have also been withdrawing from the Quqonid lands; deciding that their northern probe was a costly folly after several terrible battles with the Quqonids they decided to fall back to the Kabul areas and fortify all the mountain passes to towards the Indus valley. Whilst between the valleys their control really remains a fiction, their goal was mostly achieved, and it would be very hard for the Quqonids to break through into the fertile lands the Gujarati’s has claimed beyond. As always, scythic warfare claimed a large toll on the Gujarati occupation force.

(+Murad Persia, +10 Persian Irregular Divisions)
(-3 Persian Irregular Divisions, -4 Persian Divisions, -8 Gujarati Divisions, -11 Quqonid Divisions, -2 Quqonid irregular divisions)

And now for something completely different

Sub Saharan Africa, the Dark Continent has not exactly been free from conflict in the last century, indeed the eternal tribal squabbles go on, and several large scale migrations have occurred in the south, but it has been exempt from the horrors of wars between states bar a few coastal squabbles. All that however seems set to change…

Let us start in West Africa, where the vast Songhay Empire sought to extend its borders still further. Rather than mindless expansion however, the great Mansa had a plan to reach the western coast and the Iberian colonies to kick the commercial activity of his nation to a new level. In the northernmost of these campaigns the Songhay armies quickly reached the Iberians, the dry open plains allowing their glorious elite camelry to demonstrate their skills. However they found the Iberians to be rather further up the Songhay River than they had expected, with military outposts and little farming colonies (which, inhabited by ex-soldiers, resembled the military outposts very strongly) nearly all the way to the beginning of the uplands. A flurry of trade picked up and the release of the Songhay reserves of salt and minerals onto the newly peaceful European markets greatly profited both parties (+1 Iberian, Songhay Economy). However all was not rosy between the two empires when the southwestern thrust of the Songhay war machine, moving rather slower in the forests and jungles, arrived on the coastal plains to find them occupied by Iberian military colonists and patrolled by the Iberian navy. The dream of access to the coast may have to wait for another year.

The Songhay Empire also secured its control over the confluence of the Niger and Sokoto rivers, perhaps intending to use the southern waterways to counteract the loss of mobility that has cost them so much in the forests of the south. The Iberian military colonists also begin to settle in the long held Iberian territory of Benin and the immediate surrounds, though that does begin to provoke the ire of the local tribes, who worry over upsetting the stabile coexistence they have had with the Iberian kingdom for many years.

Colonization wasn’t the only thing on the Iberians minds in Africa in 1707. Many reasons are advanced for the Iberian attack on the Kingdom of Kongo; glory, honour, the building of a new colonial empire. But the most likely cause of them throwing out the treaties and friendships with their oldest ally is the iron law of economics; they could do it, and it would be profitable to do so. A small force of Iberians, fresh from the horrors of the French war made short work of the defenders of M’Banza-Kongo and took the city after only two days of fighting, the Manikongo fleeing up the great Congo River with the small army he had prepared for a campaign of conquest. Not wishing to follow into such a hellhole, the cunning Iberian commander Diogo Cão set to work in the capital, spending some of his generous logistical funds on wooing the remaining nobles and peoples of the city (it is also suspected he lined his own pockets with some of the funds, but the crown decided to forgive him in light of his success) and by the end of the year had managed to have the Iberian King crowned Manikongo (in absentia of course) of the riverlands. Drawn by the pull of the capital (plus a few short marches to “shock and awe”) the rest of the kingdom began to follow suit (+1 Iberian Economy), by next year it is unlikely the old Manikongo will have much support left beyond his loyal band of soldiers, his own earlier efforts to spread Catholicism and Iberian culture working against him.

Finally in the east of Africa a war was brewing, a minor storm in the Great War between the Ottomans and the British, as the Sultanate of Adal chose to attack the Kingdom of Funj after a serious of border conflicts escalated in the start of the year. Armed with “surplus” equipment from both the Ottoman and British armies the Adalese managed to steal a decisive march on the Funj, rapidly advancing up the Blue Nile into the heartlands of Funj power. It is rumoured that both African nations now court the Ottoman sultans favour in return for support, but the ability of Adal to actually do something in the war with British seems to make the choice obvious.

(-2 Iberian Divisions, -3 Songhay Division, -11 Kongo Divisions, -15 Adal Divisions, -10 Funj Divisions)

British Buccaneers

In the Indian ocean this year the British had pretty much a free reign as the Ottomans, who had once made the very waves tremble with their passage, fled for the Persian gulf and the red sea. A small naval conflict occurred at Aden, but the British had decided to withdraw from their exposed position there anyway. Without an Ottoman vessel in sight, and the only remaining outposts the two forts on the Indian coast (the Ottomans had been unable to evacuate them), the British settled down to consolidate their hold over the chaos. On the Swahili coast not a great deal of success was made due to the unfamiliarity of the British with the conditions and their lack of supplies and manpower, and most inland regions are still beyond British control. In Calicut however, there was an established infrastructure in place, and British were much more successful in enforcing their control. This strip of coast has seen a disproportionate amount of conflict over the last decade, and the people were relatively happy to have British protection from the dreaded Ottomans. Despite all this the British have not really being pressing home their advantage on the military front.

But this is more than made up for on the economic front where a surge of British investment in the Indian Ocean takes place. The plantations of the shark coast in Madagascar are greatly expanded (with the aid of Sinhalese labour) in size and production, and Fort Edward is becoming something of a little city half the world away from Britain. Lanka is also growing in importance as the centre point for all British trade efforts, and British traders have taken over all the old Ottoman routes in the Arabian Sea, up to and including the links with Gujarat, as the Gujarati traders need someone to sell to. This, coupled with the restored spice production in Lanka and Calicut, restores the prosperity of the city of Calicut to levels it has not seen for over six years (+Calicut Economy Centre).

(-1 Man O’War Squadrons, -1 British Division)

The Dragon, the Leopard, and the Pheasant

France was not the only battlefield that was beginning to cool after many years of war, as things began drawing to a close in the Far East as well.

In the extreme south of china the Guang rebels faced destruction as Ming army units continued to push south. What the rebels didn’t expect however was a whirlwind assault out of the sea as an elite force of Japanese samurai out of Taiwan landed in Shantou. The steely and cold Japanese marines devastated the city in three days of horror and disciplined looting before leaving the city aflame and moving onto their next target down the coast. This city they left more intact as it was a spring board to attack the core of the rebel movement itself – the city of Guangzhou. While the Japanese imperial navy fought the rebel fleet in a series of frets and pushes in the Pearl River delta the Japanese marines marched inland and laid a terrible assault on the rich and vulnerable city. As a Ming army approached from the north the rebel leaders in Guangzhou through themselves on the mercy of the Chinese Emperor, hoping to end the slaughter at the hands of the Japanese. Their job done, the Japanese withdrew to their ships, leaving Guangzhou aflame (-Guangzhou Economy Centre). As more and more Ming divisions arrived the flame of rebellion flickered and died, with most of the diehard rebels retreating to Hainan Island. A number of Japanese attempts to seize the heavily forested island failed as the rebels used the forests and mountains to their advantage. The rebels were also receiving weaponry and money from the Dai Viet, choosing to intervene now to prevent the abhorrent prospect of a Japanese Naval base on the Gulf of Tongkin.

Returning now to Beijing, where so much blood had been split last year. The Japanese were encamped just outside the city continued their thrusts and raids, but as the Qing brought more and more men to defend the seat of imperial power the Japanese were never able to take and destroy the city completely, though they did burn over half of it to the ground (-Beijing Economy Centre). The ruins and bloody streets were scenes for both indescribable horrors and true heroism as the Qing evacuated all non combatants they could, though some women choose to stay and fight alongside their husbands to push out the terrible scourge. However the Qing were not solely focusing on the city, but were using their skillful Ma Bing and vast numbers of conscripts to slowly surround the forward Japanese positions – it was clear that the Japanese would soon have to withdraw to the coasts, but where were the Ming in their allies hour of need?

Eventually an army appeared in the south after four months of conflict – but the Japanese were not cheering; this was not the hoped for Ming army, but instead was famed army of Niowanggiyan, which had raced across the length of china to save the Imperial city, but how? It appears that the Qing had not been idle on the diplomatic front, and while Niowanggiyan’s army had raged their path in the Yangtze riverlands and agreement had been reached. The Qing gave up a huge expanse of territory to the Ming, including all the lands south of the eastern part of the yellow river, and more importantly (in the eyes of the Ming at least), gave up their claims to be “Emperor of China”. Whilst the Qing sovereign remained an emperor, his great throne was renamed the Leopard rather than the Dragon Throne, and the Ming preeminence had been restored, meaning history had been set right again with over three quarters of the Chinese people giving direct fealty to Nanjing (+2 Ming Confidence). This was enough that the Ming overlooked the loss of some of their lands in the western mountains, some of which the Qing immediately turned over to the Nepalese king as per the arrangement for his aid. Admittedly Niowanggiyan’s force was minor compared to the Qing numbers already deployed around Beijing, but the strategic effect of peace in the south and a force cutting off the Japanese there, coupled with the physiological boost of the legendary generals presence invigorated the whole Qing army. A few looses made the Japanese commanders aware that their continued presence was unsustainable the Japanese fell back to the coast and evacuated themselves to Korea, with a brief stop to burn Tianjin and other coastal cities on the way.

In northern Manchuria the Japanese also retreated, though this had been their intended strategy from the start they were pushed by an unexpected level of Qing forces. Falling back from their forward positions on the northern side of the Heilongjiang River the Japanese intended to loot, pillage and destroy, but they were thwarted in much of this by the mobility of the population, who managed to escape and invade them, the push of Manchu partisans, and rapid movement of Qing Cavalry and Ma Bing when they first showed signs of retreating. Thus only the damage done was much less than it could have been, and the Qing often managed to prevent the Japanese destroying important bridges as they intended. East of the Ussuri River the Japanese had free range for much longer, and achieved more of their goals with great amounts of goods being transported back to Japan, and vast amounts of lands and peoples were despoiled and slaughtered (-1 Qing Living Standards). Enraged by this, the Qing forces tasked with retaking the south of Manchuria pressed into the Japanese zones with great savagery and even managed to take the Liaodong in a lightning campaign once they had broken through the first line of defenses. As the Japanese fought back the Qing were reinforced by great numbers of Conscripts arriving victorious from the Beijing area, and as the year closed the only Manchurian lands the Japanese still held was the hilly regions north of Korea.

In Mongolia the Qing quickly struck back against the rebelling Mongol chiefs and with the aid of the loyal chiefs had soon chased away or destroyed all the rebel tribes. Good diplomacy by Prince Yinti and the promising of the rebel lands to the loyalists have bound the remaining Mongolians tightly to the Leopard throne. This action and the general lawlessness has lead to an increase in bandits in the newly claimed Russian lands to the north, and the Russians have retreated somewhat, especially as the relaxing situation in the Turkic lands means their trade caravans do not need to travel so far north anymore.

Finally the efforts to reestablish the Qing bureaucracy in Yumen face a withering campaign of terror from a band of Japanese assassins who have somehow infiltrated the city. Many skilled administrators have lost their lives, and even the Empress herself was poisoned. (-1 Qing Civilian Leadership)

(-5 Guang Squadrons, -7 Guang Irregular Divisions, -3 Ming Divisions, -18 Japanese Divisions, -3 Ma Bing Divisions, -10 Xin Bing Divisions, -14 Qing Divisions, -21 Qing Conscript Divisions)

A Matter of Face

The Indon Sultanate is suffering something of a crisis of confidence and control in 1707. Never particularly stable, Sultan Agung IV (or as some mutter, White Malay agents) may have set the nation on the path of collapse. To begin with things the year seemed a prosperous one for the sultanate as the Sultan spent vast sums on furthering the empires borders; the Irian colony on Papua was greatly expanded, and a number of small outposts were set up on the wet northeast tip of Angin Kering. In a flurry of enthusiasm the Sultan laid claim to the entire, as yet explored, lands to the south, much to the bemusement of the various other powers of Southeast Asia. He also expected his generals to be pleased about this, but they were conquerors, not the colonists that the task of making Angin Kering profitable would need, and remained distinctly not amused. Additional he favoured the increase of trade and the acquiring of Malay technology, much to the disgruntlement of the conservative elements of Java.

But it was not those efforts which caused all the trouble; it was when he attempted to reduce the power of the feudal Javan lords that were vassals to him that the problems started. The initial plan seemed to be a slow erosion of powers, but when (with Malays whispering in their ears) the ever defiant Surabayans began to protest, and refused the new taxation systems, the sultans terrible wrath threw all that out the window. The protesting lords were imprisoned, their families exiled from java and their lands confiscated. The natural result of this was a tremendous insurrection by Surabaya and Madura (echoing two revolts in the last century) that soon had the whole of eastern Java in flames (-2 Indon Economy, but only temporary).

While this was going on the Indon’s were also having problems on their northern border in Kalimantan, for half the garrison there, beguiled by what turned out to be misinformation, tried to attack the White Malayan regions of the island and seize the prosperous port of Bintulu. They believed the region was undefended and the Sultan would reward them on their victory, and soon rampaged across the border. However as it turned out, Borneo was not undefended, and after luring them to the city the elite Panglima Laskar divisions set upon the invaders. However the Malay had their own failures of intelligence, and the Indon force was rather larger than they expected, and the forces of the Rajah took unfortunate causalities from skilled Indon jungle fighters. But in the end the Malays succeed in their aim of routing the invaders from their territory and showing their clear superiority over the forces of the Sultan.

As rumours of this flitted back to embattled Java it rather shook the loyalists’ confidence in their Sultan, and the Sumatrans in particular began to reconsider their support in fine Javanese tradition. With the army and navy scattered over the Sultanate the eastern rebels made considerable gains, and even managed to take the Capital as the Sultans court fled to Jakarta in the west. It will take some inspired leadership and diplomacy to return the sultans of Mataram to their former position of power in the Sunda Islands.

(-2 Indon Confidence, -1 Culture)
(-16 Indon Divisions, -3 Panglima Laskar Divisions)

Random events

Many great speeches were made by the Qing generals as their forces engaged in battles for their homelands, the most noteworthy being the eulogy given by Prince Yizhen at the funeral of the great warrior Bai Chongxi, whose body had been returned by the Ming (+1 Qing Confidence, +1 Qing Culture).

Machinations in the Ottoman court weed out disloyal elements ultimately threatening to the war effort (+1 Confidence).

The Russian Imperator remains an inspiration to his people as always, and the dread Commissars of the redemption brigades strike fear into the hearts of all Russian criminals (+1 Culture, +5 Divisions)

A small earthquake damages Navarrese roads and causes landslides in the mountain passes (-1 Infrastructure)

Poisoned wells strike down Gujarati Garrisons in Kabul (-4 Divisions)

The often neglected civilian leaders of Nepal are forced to deal with the administration of vast new swathes of territory (-1 Civilian leadership)

Storms sink a number of Japan troop transports on route to Taiwan (-2 Divisions)
A drought in Savoy causes much tightening of belts (-1 Living standards)

The Chaos in Java destroys many homes (-1 Indon Living Standards)

Notes

[1] OTL Ansudu
 
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Gah. Pulled two shifts today.....love my luck....Aim is Shadowsetdays (as testified in the directory thread.)
EDIT: Even more of my luck since he's not even listed in that thread.
 
No idea, mate. That's just strange. Did you block me? :p

And what's this about Malays whispering? And Indonesia attacking?
Garr... Just as I was getting ready to prepare a niec bit of colonisation. *mutter*
 
Nice Update!!!!

The next few updates will be interesting to see what comes.

Josef, I need to talk to you so can you get on tomorrow?
 
Hmm guess I'll have to invest more into making that EC. Didn't I raise my economy level?

Also when are stats going to be done?
 
Luckymoose said:
Hmm guess I'll have to invest more into making that EC. Didn't I raise my economy level?

yes and yes, it'd go quicker if you had some cunning plans, sorry about not mentioning you in the update, but to be far you didn't do much ;). I'll whip up a sentence if you want :).

Also when are stats going to be done?

in the future (Dis for Grumpiest Mod 2006!)
 
This seems cool, I think I'll join Dis. Sign me up as these guys

-The Hapsburg Principality of Greater Hanover
Capital: Hamburg
Ruler:
Government: Aristocratic-Parliamentary Monarchy
Centralization: Unitary with Exceptions
Tech. Level: Early Enlightenment Age (AT)
Army (Training): 12 Divisions (Very Good)
Navy (Training): 6 Squadrons (Normal)
Economy: Growing (+2) (-1 Imperial Tithes)
Size (points required): Small (1)
Leadership (Military/Civilian): Competent/Brilliant
Infrastructure: Efficient
Education: Perfect
Living Standards: Normal
Culture: Strongly Cultured
Confidence: Respecting
Projects:
Nation Background: The second of the three Principalities formed, the empire has finally decided to divest itself of the ever rebellious princes and cities of northern Germans. What they will do now remains to be seen – work for a share of Atlantic trade? Meddle in Scandinavian politics? Or maybe even something greater still? Whatever they decide on the region has much potential if it can conserve its unity.
 
Nice update. I guess I should start working on another sotry and stop putting it off.....
 
Excellent update. A banner year for me, being mentioned in 3 places, though the war didn't go terribly well.
 
What an excellent update, definitely worth the wait (Birdjaguar's poetry has been rubbing off me too... ;) )!

Definitely some of the most exciting fighting I've been involved in for a long time... A shame about Romania, but it could've been worse. We will soldier on.

EDIT: Please do change the colour of Madurai, it keeps confusing me, especially now that the Iberians are back in the region. ;)
 
Nice update...I knew the Ming would betray me...


To the Manchu
From Japanese Empire


Perhaps it is time for peace...
 
1117, 1118, 1119 - from the Hicra - dragged on, each year worse than the last. Temperatures were falling; usually that would have been good, but they fell way too much, and now plants, especially grape vines, were dying, and the harvests were almost nonexistant. Taxes, by contrast, were rising, as were the conscription quotas - all this meant that the entire Devlet was being drained, drained of money which passed into the treasury and passed on into the war to little or no avail, and of men, who were herded into poorly-trained, poorly-armed "armies" and then sent to feed the enemy cannons and snipers, and the ravens, who, it is said, were never as fat. The fact that, due to the terrible food that the conscripts were handed, most of those aforementioned ravens would probably die in a few days from poisoning and indigestion, being rather less adaptable than humans for all their corpse-eating ways, was of scarce comfort, as was the fact that the Devlet's human enemies were dying in huge numbers as well. They, at least, were making gains...

Not all that many gains, it must be admitted, and the Ottoman armies too had great victories to boast about. But the war went on with no end in sight; both sides involved lost men and money, and taxation with conscription allowed them nothing more but the maintenance of some general balance. Sooner or later, someone will break, and, Niccolo di Olive thought grimly as he nursed his sword arm, it probably would be the Ottoman Empire... It already begun to break, hence his pessimism, hence his injured arm.

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"I assure you that it shall be done." - said Henrich Battenheim in his somewhat theatric voice, unusual in a bastard son of a merchant and himself a merchant, part-time spy - "I shall depart today!"

"It would be best if you go tommorow." - said Niccolo di Olive, dubious - "Less suspicion..."

"They would not suspect that which they do not expect, master." - and as that was a saying of di Olive's, Niccolo decided to trust it.

"Very well then. I have faith in you." - they shook hands, and di Olive quickly departed from the tavern. Something was eating his heart, something, he felt, would soon go wrong; that sped up his withdrawal, but it still was not fast enough. His black cape, perhaps a one of a nobleman yet not of an all-powerful minister, hid his identity effectively enough, but what happened was not a guided assassination attempt, but rather something far more chaotic, aimless and thus dangerous to all.

It had nothing to do with Niccolo di Olive initially, if we forget that to a large extent it was caused by his very policies. Conscription and taxation, taxation and conscription, that and the usual squalor and poverty made worse by the war, and to this added the bad weather, the grim mood and the oratoric capacities of an Armenian merchant and, once more returning to di Olive's policies, the paranoid, abusive Ottoman secret police - secret only to the senile Sultan. In the markets, that police walked by very openly, requisitioning fruit, bread and drink in the name of the state, eating it all with audacity in front of the sellers and often beating up those merchants that hassled too much or even protested the requisitions. Already on several occassions riots broke out; after all, the garrison was crippled by redeployments and purges, and the secret police too was weakened considerably. However, these soon dissipated; a few secret policemen were lynched, but after that those guilty quickly hid, first in the city and later, as it became clear that the secret police COULD work efficiently if provoked too much, in the countryside, hatred of the "blackcapes" (for tragically, the secret policemen were often dressed in black capes, though not silken ones ofcourse) being overpowered by fear of reprecussions.

But this time, just as the Armenian fish-traders finished lynching the last of the three secret policemen that pressed their luck too much, a veteran of these riots who had somehow remained alive and free spoke up. His name was, according to most sources, Agh Gukasyan; his speech is unjustly forgotten (for it was probably very good indeed), so we could only suppose what he shouted on that uncommonly-cold day in Konstantiniyye, to his fellow merchants and craftsmen, and the tramps and the others that came to buy, wanted to leave at the start of the riot, and yet stayed, stayed to listen. If what we know of his past and his near future is true, then it is most probable that he reminded the people of how the other riots ended; of how, after standing up to the blackcapes and defending their honour, the rioters went into indignified exile, or worse still received a humiliating death on the central square, to the jeering of the masses. But did they not kill a hundred blackcapes by now, all in all? What if they all rise up, everywhere, and kill all the blackcapes, and the taxcollectors, and the guards, and the other officials, and all those others who have been making life hell for years now, and then force the Court to make things fair and just again - or else..? They had strenght! They could kill! And why should they not kill? If they could kill, and if they started killing anyway and the only was out now was dishonourable flight, why not kill more, and more, and more?!

With the cries of "KILL!!!" - without any specifications as to who - the mob, but for the sanest, charged through the streets, and started slaughtering whomever they saw there, raping women, robbing houses, and at first killing blackcapes... but as the secret policemen recovered from the shock and, forming large, five-men groups, begun actively fighting back, the latter part of the program was dropped by most as senseless and suicidal. The one exception was Agh Gukasyan himself, and his most diehard followers; turning the blind eye to how the glorious revolt immediately devolved into a looting spree, they kept attacking and attacking, and as they charged across Konstantiniyye, they received occasional reinforcements; word spread fast, and those who felt particularily slighted by the blackcapes were eager to kill. The garrison blocked the path to the Babali; a few volleys caused even Gukasyan to sober up somewhat. So he decided to turn around and attack the docks; the dock guards did receive some sort of a warning, but they dismissed this as yet another one of these minor riots, and in the melee that ensued, they were all killed. The casualties amongst the rioters were far heavier, and Gukasyan himself was injured, only miracilously surviving thus far (but then, we already mentioned his surprising longevity); the revolt was clearly out of steam, and about to collapse altogether. Agh Gukasyan looked around; he needed to sacrifice someone to keep the revolt going, but none dared stand in the path of a mob this angry. Suddenly, a piece of black cloth came into his view...

"BLACKCAPE!!!" - he shouted, and the mob shouted with him. Elated, he commanded - "Kill the bastard!" - even as the mob already charged. Ignoring his wound and the blood gushing out of his limping foot, Agh Gukasyan joined this charge, and so Niccolo di Olive found himself chased by a howling blood-crazed angry mob. With no time to think, he ran as fast as his feet could carry him, ducking behind a corner to catch his breath and get a momentary glance at his pursuers. They weren't all that numerous now, many were bloodied and wounded... Still, it wasn't worth the risk. Niccolo di Olive resumed running, just as an axe flew by him.

The chase went on for several streets (di Olive lost his sense of time in the process); but finally, even as d'Olive finally left the dock region, he discovered himself in a mazy of particularily dirty and narrow streets. There signs of recent slaughter here, but this might as well have been some minor brawl, not part of the riot. All the locals were quiet, in hiding; that was quite natural, but di Olive couldn't quite shake the feeling that his troubles wouldn't be over even when he loses the mob...

So despite the obvious advantages of fighting in the narrow streets - where the rioter numbers would matter far less - di Olive decided to continue running. He had a rather vague sense of orientation in the Konstantiniyye itself, but hopefully it shouldn't be too hard to reach some orientir. Sure enough, Fatih Mehmet Camii came into the view a few streets later... and at the same time, di Olive discovered himself to be in a dead-end. Damn.

His back almost to the wall (Niccolo was too squamish to actually lean against anything in this part of the city), the de facto ruler of the Ottoman Empire pulled out his sword. It was time to remember his old days as a mercenary...

The first thrust was remarkably lucky and succesful; a charging mobster proved to be easily impaled, and the rest were given quite a pause by the sight of the sword, the blood and the death. Niccolo di Olive was panting heavily, but even then smiled his cold smile he bore while repulsing verbal attacks, and pulled his sword out of the dead man's body. Smiling, he gazed at the initially-cowed masses. For a while it seemed that this would be the end of all this, that they would turn and run. Actually, that might have happened; Agh Gukasyan was nowhere to be seen, although this was only noticed now, probably dying of his wounds early in the charge. Yet someone took up his banner...

"Kill!" - the silence was broken by a tall, thin fisher - "KILL!" - he shouted again, a mad streak in his eyes, a hysterical note in his voice - "KILL!!!" - a good twenty of exasporated, tired throats agreed, even as this yell drowned in coughs. And they charged, hoping to kill.

Niccolo di Olive made a step back and cut the air widely, hitting some of the chargers... carefully maintaining his balance, he thrusted again and again, and cut and cut, hoping to scare them off. But they were not scared, they were mad with slaughter, drunken with blood, and thirsty for more of both; this drowned out all their fears. Niccolo shuddered when, after finally getting a brief break by killing yet another rioter and injuring some others, causing them to fall back in some chaos, he looked at their faces and saw their eyes. Nothing human left at all. It was scary, but he too forced out the fear, and cut and slashed some more. His squeamishness he also forced out, ignoring the blood all over his clothes and on his skin and sword. He cut, and cut, and cut...

But though he killed some more of them, the survivors refused to surrender. They attacked and attacked, and that was probably the moment when Niccolo's arm was bruised by a dirty knife. Also in this moment he struck with too much strenght, and was forced to abandon his sword (stuck in some dirty tramp's body), especially as he noticed his own wound. This seemed to be the end. Only eight or so mobsters remained, most of them injured quite badly. Thinking this to be the end, Niccolo congratulated himself for a job well-done, and broke out in laughter. He laughed and laughed, even as sudden gunfire felled some more of the rebels, and the rest "ran" - or rather crawled, or, even more correctly, tried to crawl - away. He laughed, and himself was going mad...


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Niccolo di Olive did not go mad, he retained his sanity, retained it all too well. Careless before death itself, now he shuddered, still feeling the cold breath of Death, expelled by mere chance and by the completely unexpected competence of the new garrison commander (who, according to all reports, performed admirably, personally organizing a quick, ruthless, demonstrative crackdown, massacring hundreds in the Armenian quarters and the fish markets). Niccolo had long ago accepted the probability and the inevitability of his death philosophically, and thought that now he had no fear of it; yet a fear as primal as the blood-lust of the rioters remained. That was way too close...

As his mind drifted to the matter of the Ottoman Empire, he couldn't but see a parallel. This, too, was all too close... Though the army in Bulgaria had prevented the much-feared Sudlischer decapacipation of the Devlet, the enemy forces on the Danube were still hanging as the sword of Damocles north of the eternal city. Elsewhere, despite the best efforts, none of the enemies were crushed, and only new and new ones entered the fray. How fortunate it was that the plans were already put into place... Preparations had to be made for the contingencies, however; when first realizing that he was being pursued, Niccolo's first thought was that the Russians were here. Oh, they no doubt had some such tricks up their sleeves... They needed to be counteracted. No element of surprise shall exist; they will NOT ruin the plan, nor will any more rebels. Niccolo was confident of that.

His sole fear was that he might not live long enough. He was yet to consult his physician, but as an old soldier and generally an intuitive man, Niccolo had good reasons to believe that the wound was infected, very badly, and that it was too late to do anything about it.
 
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