18 Civs; the Mongol Version

980AD

As dawn rose on the third day of the siege, the Khan again sat and observed the city.

For some subconscious reason, he didn’t feel confident about the conflict which would inevitably take place today. On paper, the battle looked straightforward enough. The Indians numbered 5000 archers, axes and spears in total. He commanded twice that amount in elite cavalry alone, and perhaps another 15000 in infantry of all classes. They had the defensive advantage, but soon that would be minimal at best. Genghis looked across to where his catapults were whirring, their crews loading boulders and flinging them with the efficiency of an experienced unit.
Yep, the walls would be down soon enough, and there would then be little protection for the Indians. He would crush them.

And yet it didn’t quite feel right, not like the previous battles. This was the Indians’ seat of power, their most ancient, populous and wealthy hub. Surely they had something planned? Genghis found it difficult to believe that the Indians would surrender their capital city so easily.

For the next three hours, Genghis made his tours of the camp, all the while scrutinising the city, trying to figure out what, if anything, he had overlooked. Nothing came to him. Eventually he decided that enough was enough. The assault could not be delayed any longer; it was time to stop being so damn superstitious.
What could go wrong?


GENGHIS: Ok! Units, form up!

The camp was suddenly filled with the flurry of activity, as the Mongol soldiers rushed to put on their full armour, checked their weapons, and then hurried over to where their comrades were already forming the Mongol lines. Genghis had decided to form three lines of infantry; the first was the elite swordsmen, who would go in first and attack the Indian lines, aiming to cause disorder and confusion. The second and largest line was the heavy armoured melee infantry, who would, after a short while, take over from the swords. They were trained in close combat, and would surely be able to outclass the Indians in the limited space. The third line was a small deployment of spears, ready to rush in if any cavalry appeared (Genghis didn’t think the Indians had horses, but he was careful) or to deal with elephants, which the Indians might have harnessed by now, although he doubted this would have happened. And, of course, on the flanks were the Keshiks, resplendent in their gleaming bronze armour and lances, accompanied by the mighty War Elephants, ready to sweep into the side of the Indian units and massacre them.

GENGHIS: Units, advance!

The Mongol army advanced towards the ruined city walls, where the Indians stood waiting for them. As the army crossed the edge of archer range, showers of arrows began to rain down upon the Mongols. There were many screams as soldiers who had not raised their shields in time were struck. The Khan swore in irritation.

GENGHIS: Units, use some common bloody sense, and shield yourself from those arrows!

After this there were far fewer screams as the army as a whole realised the danger and locked their shields overhead. The army continued its steady advance, and soon reached the edge of the rubble.

GENGHIS: Swordsmen, break formation and attack!

There was a riotous cry and the front layer of infantry peeled off and poured across the rubble as fast as was permitted. They slammed into Indian lines, and the momentum sent the Indians reeling back a couple of paces, before they recovered their balance and engaged the swords.

GENGHIS: Cavalry, commence flanking manoeuvre!

The cavalry acknowledged the order and began to skirt the rubble, giving the fracas which had ensued in the centre a wide berth. Genghis wanted to hold them back this time, until it was time to make the final push. Meanwhile, in the centre the swords were starting to tire slightly. Time to bring them back - unlike the Indians, Genghis had that luxury.

GENGHIS: Swordsmen, fall back! Melee, time to engage! Spearmen, stand by and cover the retreat!

The swordsmen aimed final blows at their adversaries, and then turned and ran back across the rubble. Inevitably, some Indian warriors, lost in battle rage, tried to follow them. They soon came up against the line grim faced spearmen, and were impaled. Then the melee infantry surged past and crashed into the weary Indians. In the close-quarters combat, every blow of the mighty axe was felt by the Indians, who began to lose ground. Their strength and numbers depleted, the Indians struggled to hold together.

GENGHIS: Cavalry, CHARGE!

The Keshiks and War Elephants galloped forwards, smashing into the sides of the Indian lines. Immediately, the Indians’ morale was shattered and they broke and ran. The Keshiks surged after them, cutting them down as they routed. There was little more resistance and the Keshiks had soon rounded up and slaughtered the remnants of the Indian foe. Delhi had fallen, and the screams of the victorious Mongols were heard deep into the night, as they looted the city.

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KOLAI: Well, well. Another easy victory. Few losses again.
GENGHIS: Indeed. I don’t know what I was concerned about before.
IALBUK: Maybe you’re going soft sire.
GENGHIS: Get lost Ialbuk, I’m not going soft.
KOLAI: The Khan isn’t soft! Not by any measure!
GENGHIS: Besides, if I’m soft, what does that make Griznakh? You could use his stomach as a trampoline.
GRIZNAKH: Well really Genghis, the course the fates have ordained that I follow is different from the course of a soldier.
GENGHIS: Your course is to have as many courses as possible.
GRIZNAKH: My course is a noble and enlightened one of culture and of the arts.
GENGHIS Of course it is. Well, I suppose we need someone to do that crap.
GRIZNAKH: Goodness knows what this empire would become, if not for me.
GENGHIS: It’d become abundant in food, and maybe there’d be a couple less monuments around obstructing the view. But you can stay.
GRIZNAKH: My job is so satisfying.

With the fall of Delhi, the Indians were pushed back into a small peninsula to the south. Their backs against the wall, the Indians were sure to give everything they had. Genghis knew a beast was most dangerous when cornered. This, though, he dismissed by reasoning that India was not so much a beast as an old goat with a limp. Would there be any trouble? He doubted it.

To be continued …
 

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Is Griznakh modeled on Rene Abernejois's Clayton character from Benson? It's a hell of a resemblance.
 
Thanks guys!
Nope, none of my characters are modelled on anything other than stereotypes BTW. Though I can imagine similar characters would exist!
As for the Americas, Montezuma is probably conquering America as I conquer India. It's rare for him not to dominate over there, and I didn't modify the map in any way. What would be a nice change is if Roosevelt actually managed to conquer the Aztecs for once. I can but hope ...
 
Thanks guys!
Nope, none of my characters are modelled on anything other than stereotypes BTW. Though I can imagine similar characters would exist!
As for the Americas, Montezuma is probably conquering America as I conquer India. It's rare for him not to dominate over there, and I didn't modify the map in any way. What would be a nice change is if Roosevelt actually managed to conquer the Aztecs for once. I can but hope ...

Considering what a much better target the AI FDR makes, you might want to beeline optics, send a caravel over to the Americas, give him some decent military techs and you won't have to deal with Montezuma later on! Oh, and, awsome update! No more India! :lol:
 
Great update! I also loved your Aztec story (I was the one who suggested the Aztecs) and am glad that you are still writing.
 
danjuno: Good suggestion, and I planned to do so ... however, things did not exactly work out like that ...

Nerowannabe: Cheers for the comment! Good to see you are still around.

And I am going to have to delay the THIRD successive update by three days back to Sunday 4th. Erm, yeah, like I said, April Fools! Seriously though, stuff happened and .. well, it's a long story (involving, amongst other things, Belorussian folk music and staying overnight at a uni I'm planning on going to next year), so to cut it short, I have only just started the update. But it will be done by Sunday, come rain, shine or (according to the forecast) sleet :eek:.

And I'll try and do one a week over Easter half-term to make up.
 
Wow, you're getting sleet in England? Here in TO, its gonna be sunny and 17 on the 4th, and 25 on the third! :eek:
 
Lemme guess. FDR got sacrificed to the gods again. Speaking of religons, you converted to Hinduism a while ago, Arabia (Mecca in particular, I assume?) is the holyland of Hinduism, and your conquest of India puts you one step away from Arabia (that step being Cyrus), I assume a Crusade of sorts is in the near future?
 
Lemme guess. FDR got sacrificed to the gods again. Speaking of religons, you converted to Hinduism a while ago, Arabia (Mecca in particular, I assume?) is the holyland of Hinduism, and your conquest of India puts you one step away from Arabia (that step being Cyrus), I assume a Crusade of sorts is in the near future?

Good plan! Might make for an interesting angle for the story too; not much religion in it at the moment.
 
VIII - Assault on India

Part III

Behind the battle scenes, the Mongol empire was a paragon of efficiency as the civil servants ensured that every last ounce of productivity, commerce and food was eked out of the lands. This led to a greater budget, and with it a technology budget that put the rest of the world into the shade. Not long after the capture of Delhi, another breakthrough was announced …
 
1000AD

IALBUK: My lord, we have finished our studies of Feudalism!
GRIZNAKH: Did you say Foodism? That sounds interesting!
IALBUK: Not Foodism. Feudalism! Nothing to do with food.
GENGHIS: But more to do with feuds! I like a good blood feud.
IALBUK: Be as that may, it’s not really the point …
GENGHIS: Yeah, yeah. I’m busy right now, so bung the details on my desk and I’ll probably have a look at it tomorrow.
IALBUK: Ok sire.

Ialbuk exits the yurt

GENGHIS: Ha! Like my subtle use of the word probably guys? Got me out of that one quite nicely!
ISHAK: Like, banging choice of words and that, sire.
GRIZNAKH: It makes me wonder whether you ever do that to the rest of us.
GENGHIS: Griznakh! Of course I probably don’t!
GRIZNAKH: Oh! That’s alright then!
GENGHIS: Right then. Kolai, you should probably let Mansa come in now.
KOLAI: I probably should, but I’m not going to! Hahaha! Get it sire?
GENHGIS: Not funny Kolai. Let the guy in.
KOLAI: Fine.

Kolai walks over to the yurt flap, sticks his head outside and yells at the Malinese king to come in

GENGHIS: Let’s see what the loser wants.

Mansa enters

GENGHIS: How are you Mansa?
MANSA: How am I? Well, since you asked …
GENGHIS: Ok, that’s pleasantries over with. Whadda ya want?
MANSA: Erm … what do I want? Oh, I remember. The Greeks.
GENGHIS: You want the Greeks? Can’t help you there buddy.
KOLAI: Ooh! You should probably go and see Alexander! He leads the Greeks!
MANSA: I don’t want the Greeks, you fool. I was merely introducing the subject of the Greeks. You know their kind; stupid, aggressive and really quite incomprehensible at the best of times. I mean, he refers to me as “Double Emmz”.
It’s disgraceful! So disrespectful. Anyway, I noticed you still trade with the idiots.
GENGHIS: Yup. Mostly banter, but I think we have Open Borders too.
MANSA: And so this brings me to my request; cease trading with that vile civilization of yobs and drunks! They’re on the verge of becoming like that huge barbarian empire to the … erm … whoops … Sorry, I’ve given this speech in many other countries and I really should have changed this bit for you guys. Give me a second.

Mansa extracts a piece of parchment from his robes and scribbles on it.

MANSA: Erm, so yeah, stop trading with the Greeks, please.
GENGHIS: Hmm. Well, I have to say I’m in agreement with you. I don’t like those Greeks and their kind.
MANSA: Excellent! So you’ll stop trading with them?
GENGHIS: I’ll probably cancel all our deals tomorrow.
MANSA: Splendid! I’ll see you again Genghis, hopefully soon!

Mansa exits the yurt. As soon as he is gone, the advisors and Genghis start laughing.

GRIZNAKH: Nice one sire.
GENGHIS: Oh man. And now he thinks we’ll cancel our deals with Greece! Priceless! I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he finds out we ignored him again!

Genghis continued to play this trick on many leaders who had demands until they eventually became wise to his ways (which didn’t take long). Meanwhile, the Greeks themselves came knocking at the yurt door of the Mongols.
 
1020AD

ALEXANDER: Yo my bro! Big up the East-Side Massive homey!
ISHAK: Yeah, dat’s right, GK’s da biggest man in the East, man. Respect him!
GENGHIS: Yeah, well GK is pressed for time right now, so what do you want?
ALEXANDER: Yo man, alright! Well man, I like noticed that you’ve, like, got some cool tech and crap, and so have I, only get this: some of our techs are like, oh, what’s the friggin’ word, you know, not the same?
IALBUK: Different?
ALEXANDER: Yeah man! Different! That was it! Dude, you must be, like, a walking dictionary or summat. Anyway, so I was thinking, I’ll give you my, erm, well I can’t say it. But my man Aristotle wrote it down for me. He’s like, my head scientist or some crap. Here it is.

The Mongols examine a scrap of parchment that Alexander produces.

IALBUK: Ah. Aesthetics.
ALEXANDER: Yo man, dat’s scary! That’s like, exactly how my man A-man said it!
Right, so I give you that, and you apparently should give me some crap called Civil Serv … Service! Bloody hell, I said it right homey! And also A-man wants, like, 155 Gold off you in the deal too. He reckons he’s close to doing all of Civil Service.
GENGHIS: Ok. I’m considering the deal right now.

3 seconds pass

GENGHIS: I’ve considered it. No bloody way.
ALEXANDER: You don’t want the deal?
GENGHIS: No. Get me?
ALEXANDER: I read you man, and I respect your decision too, but yo, I reckon you missed out there. Ah well. Maybe I’ll see you on the West-side some time eh GK?
GENGHIS: Yeah, whatever.

Genghis had, of course, no intention of venturing west, unless it was at the head of his army. And his army was quite busy, considering that they stood before the gates of Vijayanagra.
 
1060AD

The siege of Vijayangra was more difficult than expected.

As before, Mongol tactics consisted of a lengthy barrage of catapult fire before the main assault. The Indians, in their vain attempts to at least stem the tide of huge boulders that was surging towards them, decided to try and use flaming arrows to set alight the catapults. However, Genghis had anticipated this (the smoke from the torches had been easy enough to spot, as the day had been a clear one) and had ordered all of the catapults to be drenched in water. At first his orders had been taken for those of a madman; later, however, when the first flaming arrows began to fall around the artillery enclosure, the artillery crews realised the pragmatic general had indeed been sane and also most likely sober when giving the orders. The damp wood refused to set alight and the catapults were undamaged.
The Indians, upon seeing that the flaming arrows were having little effect, tried a bold new tactic. The commander of the garrison was, unlike the commanders at Bombay and Delhi, not of the royal line and therefore had reached his post thanks to merit alone. And he was no fool. Instead of waiting behind the rubble for the Mongols to assemble and advance only when they were ready, he realised that a surprise attack was their best chance of taking down as many Mongols as possible.
Genghis was in his tent having a nap when a runner came to him, urging him to awake. The Indians had left the city and were heading towards the camp at a fast pace. Genghis scrambled out of his tent and yelled at his men.


GENGHIS: TO ARMS, you idle buggers! COME ON!

Then he ducked back inside of his tent to strap on his armour and get his weapons.
He was not yet ready to enter the battle when he heard the first clashes of sword against axe. The Indians had arrived and were making themselves known amongst the disorganised Mongol ranks. The soldiers, who only a minute ago had been playing cards and drinking wine, suddenly found themselves in a fight for their lives. There was no semblance of organised resistance as the Indian infantry reached the first line of tents, slaughtering fleeing Mongols and hacking at everything in their path.


GENGHIS: Section leaders, FORM UP YOUR RANKS! Kolai, send a runner to the artillery crews. I want them to provide slingshot from the flanks!
KOLAI: Yes sire!
GENGHIS: Cavalry, to the rear! Spears, form up four ranks deep along the second row of tents! Prepare to receive elephants!

Indeed, the Indians had finally managed to recruit a squadron of war elephants into their army and were bringing them up from the rear. The spearmen were forming up their lines, waiting for the attack in the centre of the Mongol line. Meanwhile, the unit leaders had finally managed to create a disciplined line of axes and swords to the left and right of centre, and were now pushing the Indians back. Then the elephants came crashing through, heading for the spears.

GENGHIS: Spears, STAY WHERE YOU ARE! Anybody breaks, and I’ll break them!

The spears held their ground as the elephants charged forwards, their drivers intent on ploughing straight through the flimsy lines of spears. Genghis was horrorstruck. Surely the elephants would not charge straight into spearmen formed up four ranks deep!
The elephants did.
Immediately, a great number of the spears were thrown backwards into the air, as the elephants batted them aside. Genghis willed the spears to hold. But even as he watched, it was clear that there was only one thing to do.


GENGHIS: Elephants! Take on those elephants! Spears, prepare to retreat!

The spears acknowledged the order with pleasure and backed away from the elephants. The Mongol elephants, coming up from the rear, charged towards the Indian elephants, flattening several Mongol spears caught in the path. However, once the Mongol elephants engaged the Indians, there was no contest. The more numerous and experienced Mongol mahouts disposed of their Indian counterparts with ease.
On the other fronts, it was clear the Mongols were prevailing. The Indians were being peppered with slingshot from the flank and were giving ground to the Mongol infantry. The Indian warriors started to rout, first a few at a time and then in droves. The Keshiks spotted this and, without needing orders, charged forwards and hunted them down. Not one warrior made it back to the city.
A hardcore of around 150 Indian warriors around their commander stood firm and managed to hold back the Mongols for a while after the last of their comrades had deserted them. They sold their lives dearly; but eventually they, too, were slain.

The battle was won, but at cost. Genghis lost 6 000 men; a figure around 1 and a half times greater than that of the Indian force that had dared attack the horde of 30 000.


GENGHIS: What a bloody mess. Look at the damage to these yurts!
IALBUK: Sire, the civil service will assess our situation and provide any replacement supplies that we may require.
GENGHIS: They better do. I’m sick of this war.
GRIZNAKH: So make peace! And then stay peaceful.
GENGHIS: Shut up Griznakh. There’s only one more Indian city I want: Pataliputra. It’s on the southern tip of this peninsula. Then we’ll end THIS war.

The capture of Vijayanagra paved the way for the Mongol army to advance and rid the continent from Indian presence. In the next few years, however, it was Genghis’ turn to be besieged; from an army of greedy leaders.
 
1070AD

HATSHEPSUT: So, will you?
GENGHIS: You know, Mansa asked me the exact same thing a few turns ago. But the thing is, if I wanted to stop trading with the Greeks, I would never have started trading with them.
HATSHEPSUT: Actually, you’re wrong there. If you were never trading with the Greeks, then how can you stop trading with them? In fact, the ONLY way to stop trading with the Greeks is to start trading with the Greeks first, and only then can you stop trading with the Greeks.
GENGHIS: I must confess, that’s all Greek to me. Now out!

Hatshepsut scurries away, and Catherine enters the yurt.

CATHERINE: Yes, I am here to waste your time.
GENGHIS: Can that please be accelerated?
CATHERINE: Time cannot be accelerated. I am here to waste a specific amount of your time, and therefore, I must not hurry. So, to business.
GENGHIS: Yay.
CATHERINE: I have a trade deal for ze Mongol Empire. Ze mighty, munificient Russians will give you Monotheism, and in return we expect Machinery and also ze sum of 65 Gold.
GENGHIS: What a deal! I might just accept that!
CATHERINE: What?
GENGHIS: Just one small condition; you also become our vassals. Permanently.
CATHERINE: Oh. No, I reject, and my time is up also.

Catherine exits, passing the Malinese King on her way out.

MANSA: Yup, me again!
GENGHIS: Excuse me if I don’t look too thrilled.
MANSA: First up, a rant; you never cancelled your deals with the Greeks! And you said you would.
GENGHIS: No, I said I probably would. And I probably still will, sometime; after all, you didn’t specify a time, did you?
MANSA: I meant cancel them immediately.
GENGHIS: Well how on earth was I supposed to know that now? Ah well, if you had just said, I wouldn’t have been so forthcoming.
MANSA: Ok, rant over. Second thing; give us Civil Service, cos we need assistance.
GENGHIS: Any specific date by which you want this tech to be delivered?
MANSA: Yes, by the start of my next turn.
GENGHIS: And where would you like us to deliver it to?
MANSA: Mali! It’s not hard to find, unlike this tiny place.
GENGHIS: If we get there and nobody’s in, where would you like us to leave it; with a neighbour, or back at the regional depot?
MANSA: Oh, for god’s sake!
GENGHIS: Sorry, but I need full details. We all know about the misunderstanding that happened last time you failed to do that.
MANSA: Erm … fine, leave it with Isabella.
GENGHIS: Ok, factoring in all your answers, and applying our weighting procedure to each option, Mongolia decides to deny your request. Please try again.
MANSA: Forget it. Third thing, I propose this trade.
 

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GENGHIS: Hmm. Ok, there you got yourself a deal. You should have offered that in the first place.
MANSA: Really? I have a deal? And it’ll be executed immediately?
GENGHIS: Of course it will, don’t be so pedantic. Right, anything else?
MANSA: I hope not.

Soon it was time for another technological breakthrough in Mongolia.
 
1080AD

IALBUK: You’ll like this sire. We have completed Engineering!
GENGHIS: So?
IALBUK: So look at this beauty!

Ialbuk unrolls a scroll, on which is detailed a strange machine

GENGHIS: It looks sort of like a … catapult, only taller, and thinner.
IALBUK: Correct sire! I named it the Trebuchet.
GENGHIS: Trebuchet eh? What does it do?
IALBUK: It hurls boulders at stuff like a catapult. Thing is though, it can do it with much greater precision. Makes them awesome when attacking cities!
GENGHIS: Good stuff. Build me some. Anything else?
IALBUK: Erm … yeah, we upgraded the roads.
GENGHIS: Upgraded the roads? I hope you didn’t take any money out of the dog-fighting budget for that!
IALBUK: Don’t worry sire, it came out of Education.
GENGHIS: What a relief!
IALBUK: So yeah, now the roads are better, journey times are much quicker!
GENGHIS: And armies can move faster! Nice, what else?

Kolai enters with a strange metal spear

KOLAI: Me and Ialbuk upgraded some of the weaponry.
GENGHIS: Really? Which ones?
KOLAI: Well, considering how ineffective those spears were against the War Elephants at Vijayanagra, we decided to take a closer look at the spear.
IALBUK: And I didn’t like what I saw. I thought, honestly, did I create that? Well I saw many flaws in the design, and so I designed a better spear. It’s called a Pike.
GENGHIS: Great. So now we have Pikemen, is that what you’re saying?
IALBUK: Erm … yeah, that makes sense actually.
GENGHIS: Of course it bloody does. Right. Not bad for just one tech. Anything else?
IALBUK: Not that you’d really care about sire.
GENGHIS: OK then. Carry on.

And life in the Mongol Empire did carry on. Whilst Genghis mobilised his armies and moved to draw the campaign against the Indians to a speedy conclusion, Ialbuk decided to look at the Keshiks’ armour and weaponry. The cavalry model had been a mainstay of the Khans’ armies for centuries now and had a formidable reputation. But when he considered the quality of the pike he had just invented, he realised that if the empires’ foes were to gain access to such technology, the Keshik would quickly become almost powerless. The cavalry model had to be upgraded.
The era of the Keshik was drawing to a close, and Ialbuk doubted that ever again would the innate superiority of the Mongol race to do battle in such a way would ever again be utilised. He wondered if the Khan would be annoyed when he told him.

He hoped so. The alternative was that he’d be furious, after all.

To be continued …
 
I'm gonna go for another update next Sunday. That's the 11th for people whose age exceeds their counting abilities (probably not many of you). And it will be the last part of the Indian war, which seems to have dragged on for quite a while. Don't expect peace to follow, though ...
 
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