Mosher
Mushroom dad
Unfortunately, since my comp with CIV on it doesn't have Internet, so I won't be able to post screenshots 
This is more of a short story than a recount of a game, though it's based on an RFC game I played as Spain.
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Queen Isabella looked at the digital monitor on her desk inside the Grand Palace in the ancient city of Rome, the capital of the grand Spanish Empire, the greatest this world has ever seen. Next to the time, the date was listed. 2157. It seemed so long since Mali collapsed and the Fourth World War had started America, Inca, Mongolia, the Khmer, China, and Japan versus the Spanish Empire and the Spanish had won. Southern China and Indonesia had fallen to the might of the Spanish armies. The American fleet had been obliterated by the countless destroyers and carriers that Spain had deployed in the Atlantic. The horror of jungle war as the brave citizens of Rosario and Rio Grande defended against the massive American/Incan war machine. Japanese colonies in Australia and the surrounding islands had been razed to the ground. But, the last of Spains allies were gone. Nearly two millennia of constant warfare had irreparably destroyed Spains relations with the remaining nations in the world (Now, the only remaining nations are Egypt, Spain, Japan, Mongolia, America, and the Inca). Though Egypt was still in favor with them, their nation was on the verge of collapse and even if it wasnt well, its a weak nation. Its cities are completely encased inside of Spain. As Isabella looked at the Mongol army massed near Samarkand and the production sheets of the nuclear fleet, so to speak, was to be finished. A single year and they could bring the world to its feet.
1,500 years earlier
The bustling city of Madrid was well on its way to becoming a grand capital. Queen Isabella looked at with satisfaction, as the mighty garrison prepared for war with the upstart French. As soon as their army was prepared, they would launch a two pronged offensive against the French. One branch would head up to the city of Bordeaux, capturing it and supporting the push to Marseille, stopping French reinforcements from Paris to reach Marseille and end any hope of the campaign from completion. Luckily, the French army was preoccupied; they were attempting to hold onto the city of Mainz, as it provided the only iron supply available to France at the time. Unchallenged, Spains armies captured Bordeaux and Marseille with ease, even pushing to Mediolanum before pulling back and waiting for reinforcements. In their sights was the grand, ancient city of Rome the goal of the entire campaign. Eventually, of course, Spanish forces would head north and capture Rennes and Paris. But not yet.
50 years later
The Spanish armies had grown to an innumerable size. The Eternal City, Rome, had long ago fallen to the mighty Spanish forces. The Spaniards quickly wheeled north, capturing the grand city of Paris and the somewhat less grand city of Rennes. Only a few shattered, disorganized French soldiers still retained freedom, scurrying around in the wilderness. They were no longer a threat.
As Isabella looked east, a courier ran into her palace in Madrid.
Milady! The courier said, breathless, as he kneeled down.
Speak your piece, courier, sighed the grand queen. No doubt, it was bad news.
My queen, the German nation has collapsed. Their city of Mainz and Warschau are defenseless. I suggest we take advantage of this.
Of course! I will lead the army myself, said Isabella, excited.
My Queen, I urge you not to. Capturing these may lead to war with the Dutch. Their army is too powerful for us to take on.
I have no fear of the pitiful Dutch and their puny city of Amsterdam. I will lead the armies to Mainz.
As you wish, my queen sighed the courier.
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Comment and tell me if you like it
This is more of a short story than a recount of a game, though it's based on an RFC game I played as Spain.
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Queen Isabella looked at the digital monitor on her desk inside the Grand Palace in the ancient city of Rome, the capital of the grand Spanish Empire, the greatest this world has ever seen. Next to the time, the date was listed. 2157. It seemed so long since Mali collapsed and the Fourth World War had started America, Inca, Mongolia, the Khmer, China, and Japan versus the Spanish Empire and the Spanish had won. Southern China and Indonesia had fallen to the might of the Spanish armies. The American fleet had been obliterated by the countless destroyers and carriers that Spain had deployed in the Atlantic. The horror of jungle war as the brave citizens of Rosario and Rio Grande defended against the massive American/Incan war machine. Japanese colonies in Australia and the surrounding islands had been razed to the ground. But, the last of Spains allies were gone. Nearly two millennia of constant warfare had irreparably destroyed Spains relations with the remaining nations in the world (Now, the only remaining nations are Egypt, Spain, Japan, Mongolia, America, and the Inca). Though Egypt was still in favor with them, their nation was on the verge of collapse and even if it wasnt well, its a weak nation. Its cities are completely encased inside of Spain. As Isabella looked at the Mongol army massed near Samarkand and the production sheets of the nuclear fleet, so to speak, was to be finished. A single year and they could bring the world to its feet.
1,500 years earlier
The bustling city of Madrid was well on its way to becoming a grand capital. Queen Isabella looked at with satisfaction, as the mighty garrison prepared for war with the upstart French. As soon as their army was prepared, they would launch a two pronged offensive against the French. One branch would head up to the city of Bordeaux, capturing it and supporting the push to Marseille, stopping French reinforcements from Paris to reach Marseille and end any hope of the campaign from completion. Luckily, the French army was preoccupied; they were attempting to hold onto the city of Mainz, as it provided the only iron supply available to France at the time. Unchallenged, Spains armies captured Bordeaux and Marseille with ease, even pushing to Mediolanum before pulling back and waiting for reinforcements. In their sights was the grand, ancient city of Rome the goal of the entire campaign. Eventually, of course, Spanish forces would head north and capture Rennes and Paris. But not yet.
50 years later
The Spanish armies had grown to an innumerable size. The Eternal City, Rome, had long ago fallen to the mighty Spanish forces. The Spaniards quickly wheeled north, capturing the grand city of Paris and the somewhat less grand city of Rennes. Only a few shattered, disorganized French soldiers still retained freedom, scurrying around in the wilderness. They were no longer a threat.
As Isabella looked east, a courier ran into her palace in Madrid.
Milady! The courier said, breathless, as he kneeled down.
Speak your piece, courier, sighed the grand queen. No doubt, it was bad news.
My queen, the German nation has collapsed. Their city of Mainz and Warschau are defenseless. I suggest we take advantage of this.
Of course! I will lead the army myself, said Isabella, excited.
My Queen, I urge you not to. Capturing these may lead to war with the Dutch. Their army is too powerful for us to take on.
I have no fear of the pitiful Dutch and their puny city of Amsterdam. I will lead the armies to Mainz.
As you wish, my queen sighed the courier.
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I find the story much more enjoyable when it has pics.
