NES: Delusions of Grandeur

The Japanese General stood waiting in the darkened shadow of the house rooftop in the early morning light. Sounds of fighting could be heard through out the city. The Mexican's had stopped their artillery bombardment to keep their own men from being killed in the bombardment. A Japanese soldier walked up to the General on the roof, saluting, and then giving a report. "Sir, it was as you predicted. The Mexican's attacked the Mission at dawn. The soldiers there are getting overwhelmed, but, the attack has weakened the Mexican defense of their own artillery."

The General smiled at the news, "Are the men in position?" the General asked.
The soldier nodded firmly. "Yes sir. They will not know what hit them. It was a good idea to drop off 10,000 men along the coast, now we have a flanking force to take care of their Artillery, and siege the city ourselves. Sir, should we really retreat from the city through? Once the flanking forces take the artillery, we can crush the Mexicans like a bug between the two forces."

The General looked sharply at the soldier, before reaching down to take the flag at his side. He waved it for a couple moments before putting it down. "Come, we are targets ontop of this rooftop."

****​

The soldier squinted into the distance from his postion on top of the roof. He saw a flag waving...a Japanese flag. "That's the signal! All troops, fire at will! Artillery, begin your barrage of the streets!" As the Mexican mounted troops rushed to meet the Japanese troops at the docks, they got a nasty surprise. An artillery cannon fired a shot directly down into the street just as they were riding through. Horse and man were sent flying by the blast, and confused shouts hung in the air. When the smoke cleared, Japanese soldiers popped from the house windows and doors and opened fire. The Mexican force never had a chance.

All over the city, simalar ambushes were taking place. With the firing of the artillery, from inside the city itself, the flanking Japanese force began to move. Moving over the hill, they saw the Mexican's artillery. Charging, they were able to catch the force defending the guns by suprise, and overwhelm them. The capture of the guns provided a nice way for the force to further confuse the Mexican forces in the city as the Japanese used the Mexican's own guns to blast them into a oblivion. The battle for San Diego was over. The Japanese had won.

OOC: Give me a bit, and I'll write about a Naval loss.
 
To: Governor-General George Vie Sael
From: Baron De St. Louis

Esteemed sir, The Brazilian troops have landed in Florida, and as we speak have taken the city of Tallahassee. With the American troops preoccupied at the front, it will be easy for us to invade together, in a pincer movement. Attack Vermont, sir and We shall take the country!
 
To: Baron De St. Louis
From: Governor-General George Vie Sael of Franco-Quebecia

Excellent! I shall give the orders to Jacques at Thames, and our glorious plan shall go forth. Dearest Baron, we will meet eachother at the middle, at Washington!

Thames, Quebecian/American Border:

The news reached Jacques that the Brazillians had landed in Florida, begining a long march towards Washington DC. Jacques was ordered to push towards the capital as well, but it seemed useless. The Thames-Quebecois supply line would not favor a large southern push into America, but Jacques had to obey his master.

"Men! The time is now! We hurry south and lay siege to Fort Henry..then we shall push into Vermont!" Jacques cried out, causing the men to rally with fevor. They began their march, a march towards Vermont, and the riches of America! The trek would be short, and the battle would kill some men, making some battle-harden veterans. It was to late to stop the war, France was ready and willing to attack America.

Fort Henry, Vermont:

The French came into view, waving the flags of Bourbonic France. Quickly the cannons were set and prepped, firing off at the Fort which had slain many Quebecois a few weeks ago. It was for revenage! For France! For Louis XVIII! The French intended to come out of this war the winner.

"FIRE!" Jacques yelled, as artillary pounded at fort, French cavalry men rushing forth as the final blast knocked down one of the forts walls. The French were amazed it took so long to knock down a wall, but appaulded the Americans are being such "fine" builders.

Shots rang out as French and American soldiers fell. Death knew no nationality, it only took those who had suffered too much damage, and could no longer go on. It seemed like hours, guns firing, blasts shaking the fort..it was nearly endless.

But on November 24th, 1899, at 5:00pm, the fort began waving a white flag. The fort had had enough. It wanted out. The French poured into the fort, seeing dead bodies litter its floors. When the commander of the fort approched Jacques, the French general shook his hand, then looked to one of the French captains.

"Send these survivors to the Slave Camps in French Guyana! This will teach these Americans to mess with the French!" Jacques cried out, as the remaining survivors were tied up, and led back towards Thames and the Quebecian rails by a few men armed with guns, to shoot anyone who disobeyed.

The French were excited; they had taken Fort Henry.
 
Georgia

Astride his horse the Baron De St. Louis discussed war tactics, as the Brazilian army moved through Georgia unopposed. They were a few hundred miles from Atlanta. As they had predicted, once Tallahassee had fallen, Florida was theirs. They had razed that city, and destroyed any railroad in Florida.

Yet food was becoming a problem. Because they had destroyed the railroads in Florida- a stupid order that the Baron De St. Louis considered useless and for spite only- it took a great deal of time for food to reach the northward moving army. Also, a few “Pirate” raids on the caribbean had destroyed two ships there. That wasn't good.

Yet the Baron chose to think about the benefits of this war. A number of creole families in Louisiana had pledged their support. In Fact, Louisiana was what Brazil wanted.. well the entire mississippi river basin. Everything west of Louisiana was what the Brazilians sought.

With the letter from Franco-Quebecia, the Baron felt confident that despite the food shortages and his unease about Brazil’s thin stretched military, Brazil would triumph in the end.

****

L’eau De Ville- Brazil

Victoria sat in her airy chambers. It was warm. She wore only a thin robe, a kimono that had been imported from Japan. She knew if she was caught by Montgomerie, he would turn it into quiet a scandal. “The Enemy of your enemy is your enemy too” he would say, or something of the like. Or perhaps something sharper. Last time he caught her in a kimono he called her “La chien Japonaise” The Japanese b----.

The Empress knew this was VERY inappropriate. Yet Montgomerie was brilliant, and although strict Victoria knew that he ran her empire well. Only after she had become Empress was state paid for education instilled. Montgomerie, despite his lofty pedigree, knew that the huge middle class supported the crown.

The creoles outnumbered both the natives and the french born combined. Thus, if they saw Brazil as a liberal state that catered to their benefits, they would be more willing to support a war such as this.

She looked in the mirror. She did admire her beauty. Her hair was long and dark, and her face well proportioned. She liked to compare herself with the Mexican empress. The Mexican Empress, from what she had heard, was very proactive in the Mexican government. Victoria herself, was not. “C’est la vie” She thought to herself. She stood and rang for servants who appeared very quickly.

“I’d like... the blue satan dress please. With the blue silk ribbon.” “Oui Madame” they said. Soon she was dressed, and the kimono hid. She walked into the gardens. She was only slightly sure about what was going on. She admired the Baron De St. Louis and had heard of his brilliant victory in Tallahassee. She also wondered about the American president.. she would meet him once Brazil won. She wondered what he would be like. She was also excited to meet the Empress of Mexico and the King of France.

She wondered that when Two Empresses, a King and a President met, who would bow to who and in which order. She giggled. With Montgomerie and the Baron De St. Louis running the government, she didn't need to lose her child like thoughts. In fact, she didn't need to think seriously about anything.
 
The wooden barges floated in the distance. The American Admiral, Charles DeWitt (yes, a French-American), did nothing but laugh as the crude Brazilian ships were standing their ground against the new mighty American Fleet. The most powerful ships in the world, the new dreadnaughts, were sided by the robust ironclad fleet, along with the supporting frigates of the last century. The Brazilians had but a few ironclads, the majority of the fleet was made of ancient Frigates and Galleons. The Brazilians may have spent innumerable amounts of money on their army to make it the best equipped in the western hemisphere, but they had fatally forgotten about the navy. And thankfully Roosevelt saw this, and revieled the new White Navy.

The massive turrets aimed.

All that was left and needed was the signal from DeWitt, and the Brazilian navy would be destroyed. The Brazilians would be trapped in Georgia and Mexico, and the war would be over for them. DeWitt licked his lips. He enjoyed being the man who held so many people's lives in his own hands. He nodded his head toward his aid, who gave the signal for opening fire.

When the smoked cleared, hours later, thirty eight Brazilian vessels, the heart and soul of the fleet, lay battered and splintered at the bottom of the Carribean. Only one American ship, the USS Lincoln, and ironclad, was sunk.

The Brazilians were knocked out of the war in just four hours.
 
The French artillery echoed in the distance. Marcus Steinberg could hear the faint sounds of rifle fire, and the yells of commander giving directions. He feared the French might be winning the Battle of Concord. He lay in his trench, his sweaty hands gripping the wooden butt of the Springfield. Just then, the sound of horse hooves, of a rider, could be heard. The silhouette of a man on a horse quickly appeared in the fog. The horse came to a quick stop at the edge of the trench, the man looking down on Marcus.

"Where is your commander?" he asked, obviously out of breath and startled that he had come to the trench so soon.

"Over there, not more then a dozen yards," Marcus answered, his voice quivered in response to the rider's frantic question. The rider turned the horse, preparing for a gallop, when Marcus heard his own voice, as if independent from himself, ask, "Please, what news from Concord?"

The man looked down at Marcus, his facial features were bleak. "The Third Corps has surrendered to Jacques. The French have pushed past our defenses, and are now on their way here. You are all that is left between the French army and New York City." Marcus' heart dropped. "Yaw!" the rider yelled, and heeled the horse in the side. He quickly vanished into the thick fog.


------Washington, D.C.

"Mr. President, the French have reinforced their army in Quebec, and it seems that Jacques has taken Fort Henry. They have pushed back our first defenses, and defeated the row of trenches that you ordered constructed. There is nothing inbetween the French and New York."

Roosevelt looked blankely out the open window, onto the streets of Washington. From the Washington Memorial to the Capitol, where Congress used to meet regularly, to his own White House Palace, business resumed as normal. The Americans had an odd way of resuming business as normal in face of utter destruction of everything they held dear. Stroking his small yet youthfully full beard, Roosevelt continued to stare. Finally, after what seemed like hours, he spoke to his aid.

"And what of the White Fleet. Have the Brazilians been stranded?"

"Sir, the White Fleet proved to be more then its worth. The Brazilian fleet was sunk, and, as you wanted, the Brazilians are stranded. The only task left is to pursue them in Georgia."

But even the good news seemed to pale in comparison to loose New York, the center of commerce for the entire nation. Roosevelt was never a stubborn man, he had always admitted defeat when he had been bested. Jacques was a great general, and had defeated the best of what Roosevelt could field. He would need to begin the next stage of the war.

The aid took a pen and paper, and began to write the letter that would be sent at the end of the day to General Jacques, who would then rally it to the French King.

Dear Louis XVIII, King of France,

The American War of Indepedence against Great Britain helped spawn a relationship between our two peoples, both the believers of Enlightenment and justice. And both our peoples have been the center of great wars fought in this world.

I am willing to admit when I am defeated. And to better preserve my nation for posterity, I submit to you terms for a peace treaty. In order for continued French-American peace, I offer you the states of Maine, Vermont, and New Hampshire to add to your already prosperous Quebec colony. I, in return, ask that you return your army to French lands, and coordinate the Brazilians to accept peace and leave Georgia. This is not a war that you wish to continue, your Highness. And I warn you, the American people will not tolerate continued French agression. While you may be able to take from my posterity the city of New York, I tell you now, we are willing to continue to fight. It is just my own wishes that the city remain in American hands at the expense of the northern states that brought me to draft this letter.

Yours,

President Theadore Roosevelt
 
Georgia

The Baron De St. Louis was astride his horse when a messenger ran forward. He too was on a horse. “Monsieur!” He cried out. “The Americans! They have destroyed our navy!” The Baron could say nothing. “Send a message to Mexico. Your a brigade runner, you should be able to get through the front, quickly, take this down!”


To: King Louis
From: The Baron De St. Louis XVIII

My lord! The Brazilian navy has been destroyed in the Caribbean. Hurry, send any naval support so the American campaign can continue.


With that sent The Brazilian general considered his options. “Alright, food rations everyone. Send out scouts to get food from local farms, and ammunitions too” Luckily with the ammunition from Tallahassee they had more then enough. But it was food, and reinforcements that worried the Baron.

This would not be as easy as he thought. He was sure the Americans considered Brazil out of the war, but they could make no offense except a naval offensive, and with the Brazilian navy already destroyed, then they could do nothing really.

With these thoughts he talked with his Vice General. “I say we keep pushing forward. Our equipment is superior to the American equipment. Our new strategy will be to destroy everything in our path until we reach washington. Steal as much food and ammunition as you can. Any cities we encounter must not be seiged but completely destroyed.

“Yes monsieur” The Baron thought. Even if the invasion didn't work, he would make sure as much of America as he came into contact with would be burnt to a crisp.

L’eau De Ville- Brazil

Montgomerie found the Empress in the gardens, playing bridge with her ladies. He bowed and delivered the terrible news. A few of the creole ladies swooned. “What do you think Monsieur Chancellor?” She asked. He looked grim. “Although our troops in Georgia are cut off from the Empire, I believe the Baron will instruct them brilliantly and continue the campaign, despite orders from home.

“I also believe that this may have.. been advantageous for us.” “How do you mean Monsieur Chancellor?” “Our navy was out dated anyway, thus this didn't hurt us that badly. Also, America now thinks that we have suffered a terrible loss. We will be underestimated. I suggest we continue with the campaign.”

“Very Good Monsieur Chancellor. I put my faith and my trust in you”
 
The letter from the American president reached Louis, who was currently in Mexico. A servant from one of his ships delivered the letter.

Dear Louis XVIII, King of France,

The American War of Indepedence against Great Britain helped spawn a relationship between our two peoples, both the believers of Enlightenment and justice. And both our peoples have been the center of great wars fought in this world.

I am willing to admit when I am defeated. And to better preserve my nation for posterity, I submit to you terms for a peace treaty. In order for continued French-American peace, I offer you the states of Maine, Vermont, and New Hampshire to add to your already prosperous Quebec colony. I, in return, ask that you return your army to French lands, and coordinate the Brazilians to accept peace and leave Georgia. This is not a war that you wish to continue, your Highness. And I warn you, the American people will not tolerate continued French agression. While you may be able to take from my posterity the city of New York, I tell you now, we are willing to continue to fight. It is just my own wishes that the city remain in American hands at the expense of the northern states that brought me to draft this letter.

Yours,

President Theadore Roosevelt
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The king found himself some paper and a pen from his supplies, and began writing.

To: Preseident Theadore Roosevelt
From: Louis XVIII of Bourbon

We French are not warlike, and will accept what you offer, but we do not want to leave our allies stranded. Brazil, our daughter-country wishes for peace as well, and will message you as well I hope. and Mexico who are struggling against Japanese agression now. We ask that you atleast pay the Mexicans something for Texas, or give it back. We understand you wished to free the Texans, but if they truely want to be with America, they will rise up on their own. Isn't that what America did?

To better conclude this peace between our great countries, we should hold a summit in Washington D.C., between you, myself, and the Mexican and Brazillian empresses. If you wish to conclude this horrible war all together, we can also invite the English and Japanese.

Signed,
Louis XVIII
 
To: President Roosevelt
From: Her Imperial Majesty, Empress Victoria

My esteemed sir, we have learned of the peace proposal between our mother country and your own nation. We desire peace too, but not of course without terms. Perhaps in the summit that the wise King Louis proposed, a discussion can take place where peace can be achieved. Our terms for peace will be discussed there.
 
The Brazilain Empress, Mexican Emperor, French King, and Michigamme Consul are all invited to the summit in Washington, D.C. We ask that all parties sign a cease fire duriing the duration of the conference.
 
The French also agree to the cease-fire agreement, and French troops are being called back from their march towards New York, and are heading back to Quebec, as asked by American President.
 
Once peace is declared permanently, Brazilian troops will be withdrawn. Currently.. as we have no effective way of withdrawing them, they will stay in America but will keep to themselves and not harass American citizens.

They will camp outside of Washington in order to greet their Empress upon her arrival.
 
Brazilian Camp-Outside of Washington

Through the camp outside of washington, cheers were heard as the carriage, with the Empress inside rolled outside the city. Victoria waved through the windows, and the people cried out to her.

As they neared the center of camp, a great mob surrounded the carriage, cheering, crying. Despite its good intentions it frightened the Empress. The door opened and the Baron De St. Louis pulled himself in, before the carriage moved off, pulling itself away from the soldiers who clutched at it.

“Monsieur! Its a good thing to see you alive. I wasn't sure if you were ok” The Empress said. The Baron chuckled. “Bless you child”.

The carriage rolled away from the camp and near washington. ”You know what to say?” Montgomerie asked. The Baron gave him an incredulous look. “Of course she does, she is the empress!”

As they approached Washington, Victoria found herself thinking of the two men in the carriage with her as fathers, but greatly different fathers. She thought Montgomerie treated her as a son, he trained her and expected her to take over upon his death. The Baron however treated her as a daughter, gently, and doted upon her.

She wondered which one was the best way to treat an Empress. Both men had been alive when her Aunt Cosette had been insane. Her mad aunt Cosette, who had nearly killed her when she was still a Princess.

Cosette had nearly undone Brazils position as dominant power in South America. She had nearly destroyed her. In the old days, when Cosette had been Empress, the court had been more sinful than the hedonistic courts of Meccia.

Yet, all that was behind Brazil, and with this war, Brazil would once again become a world power.

****

Brazilian Embassy- Washington

Victoria examined herself in the mirror. She wore a gown of Brazilian style. It had great drooping half sleeves, like the greek chitons. The gown itself was narrow, and tapered from the chest, down to the heels and had a slight train. Her hair was up and she wore the Brazilian tiara. She dawned a great fur and satan coat for she wasn't use to American nights. A knock on her door, both the Baron and the Chancellor entered in Brazilian suits. “Smart, very smart” she said and smiled. The Baron extended his arm and the two left her suit, the Chancellor trailing behind and made their way to the Summit meeting.
 
THE PARIS TIMES
Better than the New York Times, that's for sure!

Hidden Proposal Finally revealed to the Public!:

It was revealed today, after cease-fires were signed between the warring factions in the Americas war, Louis revealed in a letter to his Regent Charles De Nantes that he and the Mexican empress are to be wed!

They chose the Basilica of our lady Guanelope in Mexico city for the wedding, a proposal that has been vieled from the public for months and month. Louis stated in his letter that he found the Empress charming and beautiful, all in one, not to mention her political skills were great, and that a woman capable of running an empire so easily made him swoon.

Empire of America, Washington

Charles De Nantes, the regent of the French had arrived a few days ago, by the orders of Louis. The king had been invited to the summit, but he was too busy in Mexico to come to America. Thus Charles came in his steed.

He wore a fine suit which heavily showed the wealth of the French aristocrats. It was done in mostly silk, which was light and flouncy. It made Charles feel like he was a god, that he was the highest person on the rank of planet. Charles felt he had chosen Louis XVIII to rule the French with divine right, even if it was hereditary. It didn't matter.

Charles was in the French embassy, preparing for the summit. It would take time before he was ready to meet the Americans at the presidential palace, but he was sure he was going to dazzle them, and sign a quick peace.
 
The Democratic Republic of Michigamme agrees to the ceasefire, but they will not answer for any generals that might have been cut off in the recent offensives.
 
At the table sat emissaries from the five different nations engaged in this American war. At the head of the table, President Roosevelt sat. He was prepared to present his plan to the combined forces who had defeated him in the war against Mexico. But he was not to let on that he was defeated. Instead, he had another plan.

"Gentlemen," he began, then he saw the Empress of Brazil, "and Gentlewomen. Here are my proposals for peace. The French are to assume the states of Maine, Vermont and New Hampshire. Mexico is to grant Texas, which will comprise everything north and east of the Rio Grande to the American pre-war border, complete and utter independence, with Mexican troops to be vacated by July 1st. For Brazil, America will abandon its port at Puerto Rico, and vow to not interfere in Caribbean shipping. Michigamme is to retreat back to their border, and America will not insist on retributions for Detroit."
 
“America had a port at Puerto Rico?” The Empress asked, unaware of this fact. Her chancellor hushed her. “Esteemed sir,” He began. “We have an alternate proposal. You keep your port at Puerto Rico, if you want take the entire Island. We want Louisiana.”
 
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