Sorry about the delay.
In this round, we underwent an Industrial Revolution, securing oil and building factories, as well as plucking an old thorn.
We started by cutting a deal with our Indian friends:
Mostly for the cash. Our Grenadiers need to trade in their sabers for something a bit more modern.
Around 1630, I finally accepted that the Great Library was not going to last forever:
Now, then... Oil, oil, oil. We have no oil! Louis has a patch, as does Catherine, but that's not of much use to us now. Should have killed them off when I had the chance. It took only a little bit of looking to find what we were looking for:
Dee-lightful. I'd been looking for an excuse to wipe the purple scourge from the map, anyway. And as you can see from the selected units screen, I have just the force to take it with.
Around this time, Roosevelt and Monty launched into a full-fledged Total War, we spawned a Great Scientist in Berlin (he founded an Academy in Paris), and Asoka became a vassal of Cyrus. Why doesn't anyone ever peacably submit to my rule? I don't use the whip... often.
With two turns left on Railroads, we did a bit of tech brokering. May as well do it while we still can:
This brought Mansa to Pleased, which made me happy.
With Railroads done, I had a difficult decision to make:
I veered off the Industrialism beeline for a coupl of reasons: a) my happy cap was well above most of my populations, b) Health was beginning to be a problem (Starvation was fairly rampant), and c) I was running Representation. More food=more specialists.
With the massive German Navy (consisting of two Galleons and two Frigates) loaded down with troops, it was time to seize what was rightfully ours:
We were only ferrying troops across a one-space gap, so the dearth of transports was a minor inconvenience rather than a deal-breaker.
We weren't exactly facing the state-of-the-art either:
Around this time we agreed to "help" Roosevelt in his war against the Aztecs and were bullied into gifting Hatshepsut Military Tradition. The tech lifted Egypt from Annoyed to Cautious, so, with our hands already full, I think it was a good diplomatic investment.
While our foot soldiers (and bombarding Frigates) laid siege to the fortified capitol of Cumae, our Cavalry roamed the countryside, hitting targets of opportunity:
Needless to say, Ravenna burned.
Neapolis we kept, largely because of its proximity to existing German culture. And because we'd need it to claim that oil tile. Which is sort of the whole point of this little war.
After a surprisingly long time, Cumae finally fell, and our objective was completed:
... Or was it? Caesar was on the run, we had open borders with the Mali to use their roads, our military grossly outclassed Julie's, and our former Roman cities were complaining about their ancestral homeland. It was time for a safari!
Saladin (dear old grumpy Saladin) came to me with an intriguing offer, which I reluctantly accepted:
The thing was, EVERYONE was at war with China, so a) China was gonna get carved up pretty quickly, and I'd better grab my piece while I had a chance, and b) Qin was going to be way too busy to send an army against piddly old us, anyway, so what could the harm be?
Our troops endured the harrowing march through the Sahara desert:
Dr. Scout is really kind of superfluous at this point, what with Medic Cavalry and all, but he tagged along, anyway, doling out good advice on hydration and sunscreen. Pisae, being squeezed by both Egyptian and Malinese culture, was razed.
Oh, and it turns out we didn't lose any time by taking Biology, anyway:
Thanks, Mansa Musa! You're my favorite friend. For now.
Now well into Central Africa, Caesar and I played a perverse game of Cowboys and Indians in the heart of the jungle:
At this time, Johannes Brahms popped up in Berlin. I could have sent him into Africa to set up a colony in a captured Roman town, but instead I sent him to Paris:
He won us the Wheat and the Clams from the thieving English. For a powerhouse city like the former French capitol, I'd say that's worth significantly more than an expansion of an African foothold.
What was the Royal German Navy doing all this time, you ask? Why, opening up another front on the coast, of course:
My wounded cavalry officers reported seeing Elvis out in the bush:
I was about to send him to be checked for Malaria when I found out that Cyrus had a South African colony that he apparently wanted to bolster. I've never seen African this... multicultural. At this point we have German, Roman, Malinese, Egyptian, AND Persian cities on the Dark Continent.
Monty came by and offered me 230 gold to stop "threatening" him. I guess he heard about what was happening to Caesar.
Then the strangest thing happened. Saladin renounced his vassalage to Cyrus. Okay, it happens. Especially on this map, the diplomatic board ends up getting redrawn every few turns. But then:
Um... Sally, buddy, you're number 4 on the list of combatants in your particular skirmish. You just declared on numbers 1, 2, and 3 simultaneously. This can't end well for Arabia.
In 1725, our land and naval forces converged on Caesar's final fortress on the Cape of Good Hope (or thereabouts):
As a symbol of Caesar's final death (and because of Persia's culture bomb), the barbarian city-turned-Roman capitol burned, along with Julius Caesar's body.
But we weren't done! Remember that war with China? Well, once their Assembly plants were done, all of Germany began pumping out Infantry, Cannons, and the occasional Cavalry or two:
Most of them are fairly raw recruits, but if they're just doing mop-up duty on the Chinese (and possibly Arabian) front, snaking cities from our "war allies," they don't need much.
I sent a small scouting force east to see what there was to see, and found a right royal mess:
China's got a big old army. Emphasis on the "old." I think we could take'em.
State of the World to follow.