stJNES5.1: From the Beginning
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Supreme Warchief.
Magadhans were always a very militarized society. That was because they lived in a rich, prosperous, great land and that meant that they needed to protect it. That was how Magadha came to be, after all - families united into villages, villages signed alliances and elected warchiefs, to supervse defense against Aryans and Dravidians alike - for the Magadhans knew that all their neighbours were jealous. These alliances, these leagues of villages eventually confederated with each other, and also eventually a supreme warchief, a king, was elected. His name was Bimbisara, and he was so respected that out of this respect he was allowed to found a dynasty. Now the post of the supreme warchief, the king, became hereditary, for better or worse.
But so far, it was for better. Bimbisara founded a great empire and his home village, Patna, became a formidable fortress and the greatest city in the known world. He had a dream of an even greater empire, and he felt that Magadha needed to expand, further and further, to the very edge of the world - Hel-vesha. But he was reasonable, he knew that first Magadha needed to undergo some transformation, needed to become secure. Which was why he campaigned in the east, conquering many lands, though the Gangetic Delta remained unsubdued. He died from a disease, and great was the mourning.
His son, Sarisara, became an even greater conqueror. He campaigned in the west, conquering Lothal and starting the war with Harappa, but before it could be finished he needed to go home to make sure all was well there. It was not - he had to depose some governors who used his absence to grow their power, and he decided to create the office of "first advisor", to which he appointed his good friend Terassa. Terassa, in his absence, was to run the domestic affairs.
He was also given another special order by Sarisara. Sarisara noticed that the Magadhan people were beginning to lose shape, that as danger receded they became more peaceful... more docile. He was determined to avoid it. And so he ordered Terassa to organize village, town and city militias. To drill them and arm them. To make sure that if Magadha itself is ever invaded... all of its people will be able to resist the invaders to the best of their ability.
And having left that order, Sarisara rode west as fast as he could. He had a war to win.
Magadhans were always a very militarized society. That was because they lived in a rich, prosperous, great land and that meant that they needed to protect it. That was how Magadha came to be, after all - families united into villages, villages signed alliances and elected warchiefs, to supervse defense against Aryans and Dravidians alike - for the Magadhans knew that all their neighbours were jealous. These alliances, these leagues of villages eventually confederated with each other, and also eventually a supreme warchief, a king, was elected. His name was Bimbisara, and he was so respected that out of this respect he was allowed to found a dynasty. Now the post of the supreme warchief, the king, became hereditary, for better or worse.
But so far, it was for better. Bimbisara founded a great empire and his home village, Patna, became a formidable fortress and the greatest city in the known world. He had a dream of an even greater empire, and he felt that Magadha needed to expand, further and further, to the very edge of the world - Hel-vesha. But he was reasonable, he knew that first Magadha needed to undergo some transformation, needed to become secure. Which was why he campaigned in the east, conquering many lands, though the Gangetic Delta remained unsubdued. He died from a disease, and great was the mourning.
His son, Sarisara, became an even greater conqueror. He campaigned in the west, conquering Lothal and starting the war with Harappa, but before it could be finished he needed to go home to make sure all was well there. It was not - he had to depose some governors who used his absence to grow their power, and he decided to create the office of "first advisor", to which he appointed his good friend Terassa. Terassa, in his absence, was to run the domestic affairs.
He was also given another special order by Sarisara. Sarisara noticed that the Magadhan people were beginning to lose shape, that as danger receded they became more peaceful... more docile. He was determined to avoid it. And so he ordered Terassa to organize village, town and city militias. To drill them and arm them. To make sure that if Magadha itself is ever invaded... all of its people will be able to resist the invaders to the best of their ability.
And having left that order, Sarisara rode west as fast as he could. He had a war to win.
Jason The King
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To Persia
From the various bactrian tribes
We will muster one economy and sign the non-agression pact.
From the various bactrian tribes
We will muster one economy and sign the non-agression pact.
Jason The King
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6/15 orders (not counting the fact that nazi is absent). Update is pushed until Monday.
ThomAnder
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Persia orders: (I have 4 points to spend)
-Continue wonder (2/5 --> 3/5)
-Increase education by having priests give out short daily preaching of Zoroastrianism in market gathering/a public place. Each day a little bit of his doctrine/concepts will be given, sort of like telling a story.
-Upgrade the army into the Iron Age (If this isnt required or theres no need to upgrade then use it to train the conscript spearmen. Youd think after fighting so much they wouldnt be considered conscripts anymore oh well)
-Build more galleys and settle whatevers left on the Arabian coastline that isnt taken. Avoid antagonizing the Nabats
-Recruit more horsemen, use 1000 of them as well as 1000 spearmen to expand east toward India. The horsemen will ride ahead and letting the natives know of our presence, as well as scouting ahead. By the time the spearmen arrive, they wont be complete strangers and thus should get accepted easier by the locals.
-Have the entire army retreat from Bactria, and make sure they avoid contact with the bactrians. Try and let the plague remain in Bactria. Having fought so much in the past, the army will be given a break and take up the task of connecting the vast lands they have conquered. (Following Assyrias example)
-Continue wonder (2/5 --> 3/5)
-Increase education by having priests give out short daily preaching of Zoroastrianism in market gathering/a public place. Each day a little bit of his doctrine/concepts will be given, sort of like telling a story.
-Upgrade the army into the Iron Age (If this isnt required or theres no need to upgrade then use it to train the conscript spearmen. Youd think after fighting so much they wouldnt be considered conscripts anymore oh well)
-Build more galleys and settle whatevers left on the Arabian coastline that isnt taken. Avoid antagonizing the Nabats
-Recruit more horsemen, use 1000 of them as well as 1000 spearmen to expand east toward India. The horsemen will ride ahead and letting the natives know of our presence, as well as scouting ahead. By the time the spearmen arrive, they wont be complete strangers and thus should get accepted easier by the locals.
-Have the entire army retreat from Bactria, and make sure they avoid contact with the bactrians. Try and let the plague remain in Bactria. Having fought so much in the past, the army will be given a break and take up the task of connecting the vast lands they have conquered. (Following Assyrias example)
North King
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Jason The King said:
I did send mine, no?
ThomAnder
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UU: Persian Immortals
Born from the long years of fighting with the Bactrians, this is an elite regiment of heavy infantry, composed of Persians and/or Medes. Their weapons are a leather and wicker shield, a short spear with an iron point and a counterbalance on the other end, a bow with cane arrows, a quiver for them and a dagger or short sword. The regiment's uniform consisted of a tiara or soft felt cap, an embroidered long-sleeved tunic, trousers and a coat of mail. In times of peace they formed the bodyguard of the high king.
Born from the long years of fighting with the Bactrians, this is an elite regiment of heavy infantry, composed of Persians and/or Medes. Their weapons are a leather and wicker shield, a short spear with an iron point and a counterbalance on the other end, a bow with cane arrows, a quiver for them and a dagger or short sword. The regiment's uniform consisted of a tiara or soft felt cap, an embroidered long-sleeved tunic, trousers and a coat of mail. In times of peace they formed the bodyguard of the high king.
Everywhere around him there were the vicious world-renowned warriors. They stabbed at him, yelled curses at him, glaring with menacing stares as their red eyes glistened evilly in the dark. The forest was almost impossible to see through; no light came through the canopy due to the immense number of trees. Alyattes struggled his way through the hellish pathway, tripping over gnarled tree roots and barely escaping death at the hands of the warriors as they inched closer and closer. The only thing he lived for now was what he saw at the end of this seemingly endless tunnel of darkness. A patch of light which signaled the end, the end of the forest and the end of his nightmare.
As Alyattes sprinted faster towards the light, ignoring the branches as they whipped his face and scampering as fast as he could after roots tripped him, it seemed the evil warriors came faster and faster to meet his pace. He could hear branches twisting and breaking as they slashed them with their swords. They stomped across the forest floor like the thunder of the gods. They were gaining, slowly but surely.
Alyattes pace become even more frantic as he looked back and saw thousands. Thousands and thousands of red eyes, staring back at him, a mere 50 yards separating Alyattes from freedom and unspeakable torture. He dashed for the end; his lungs began to cave in on him it seemed. No doubt his wheezing and coughing could be heard from miles away. Still, even after he had slowed so much, he still had a small advantage. 10 more yards .6 more yards .3 more yards. Alyattes heard a spear whistle by his ear. He knew his miniscule lead was nearly diminished, so now he leapt, a leap of faith for his life. As he jumped forward, for around half of a second he was in mid-air with his hands and head into the light, apparently victory was on his side. Aaaaaghhh Alyattes groaned as he was plucked by his feet in the air, his body crashing against the ground. A Hittite warrior stood over him, not laughing, but grinning at his conquest. Alyattes world had come crashing down around him when suddenly something jolted his whole sense of reality.
Palace of Sardis, Lydian Capital
Alyattes? King Alyattes? Are you awakening? The young palace messenger whispered, nudging the King awake. The King awoke suddenly, his eyes boring into the woman with fright as he tried to regain his composure. Oh yes of course. Hmm, you have awoken a sleeping King; mighty daring of you you know I could have your head for this. Alyattes laughed somewhat uneasily, still shaking from his all too real nightmare. The messenger was frozen with fright herself now. Ha ha ha, I am only kidding. I am barely 20 years of age, I am not quite old and embittered enough to pull something like that. The King winked, Well, this letter must be of great importance if the palace guards told you to wake me up. A little bit more at ease, the messenger handed over the letter and quickly hurried out of the room. King Alyattes now opened the letter, still dazed by his terrifying dream. Oh no, this is not good news at all
Dear King Alyattes III, Ruler of the Kingdom of Lydia
The Empire of Assyria has received your request for aid against the Hittites. We regret to inform you, this cannot be given. We are currently in a Mutual Protection Pact with the Hittites and do not wish to sacrifice Assyrian lives for Lydian gains. We must respectfully decline.
Alyattes stood up, staggering his way to the fireplace in his bedroom. As he crumpled the letter, tears swelled his eyes. He tripped over his own robes, his hands scraping against the floor. He could feel the flames heat dancing around his face, drying up his tears as more fell. Alyattes tossed the letter into the fire and slowly watched it char and burn as he repeated, I cannot let it happen again .I cannot let it happen again
(sheep, I just warped our diplo a bit for story purposes. Everything we agreed on stands, Alyattes III is just a little paranoid of the Hittites is all.)
As Alyattes sprinted faster towards the light, ignoring the branches as they whipped his face and scampering as fast as he could after roots tripped him, it seemed the evil warriors came faster and faster to meet his pace. He could hear branches twisting and breaking as they slashed them with their swords. They stomped across the forest floor like the thunder of the gods. They were gaining, slowly but surely.
Alyattes pace become even more frantic as he looked back and saw thousands. Thousands and thousands of red eyes, staring back at him, a mere 50 yards separating Alyattes from freedom and unspeakable torture. He dashed for the end; his lungs began to cave in on him it seemed. No doubt his wheezing and coughing could be heard from miles away. Still, even after he had slowed so much, he still had a small advantage. 10 more yards .6 more yards .3 more yards. Alyattes heard a spear whistle by his ear. He knew his miniscule lead was nearly diminished, so now he leapt, a leap of faith for his life. As he jumped forward, for around half of a second he was in mid-air with his hands and head into the light, apparently victory was on his side. Aaaaaghhh Alyattes groaned as he was plucked by his feet in the air, his body crashing against the ground. A Hittite warrior stood over him, not laughing, but grinning at his conquest. Alyattes world had come crashing down around him when suddenly something jolted his whole sense of reality.
Palace of Sardis, Lydian Capital
Alyattes? King Alyattes? Are you awakening? The young palace messenger whispered, nudging the King awake. The King awoke suddenly, his eyes boring into the woman with fright as he tried to regain his composure. Oh yes of course. Hmm, you have awoken a sleeping King; mighty daring of you you know I could have your head for this. Alyattes laughed somewhat uneasily, still shaking from his all too real nightmare. The messenger was frozen with fright herself now. Ha ha ha, I am only kidding. I am barely 20 years of age, I am not quite old and embittered enough to pull something like that. The King winked, Well, this letter must be of great importance if the palace guards told you to wake me up. A little bit more at ease, the messenger handed over the letter and quickly hurried out of the room. King Alyattes now opened the letter, still dazed by his terrifying dream. Oh no, this is not good news at all
Dear King Alyattes III, Ruler of the Kingdom of Lydia
The Empire of Assyria has received your request for aid against the Hittites. We regret to inform you, this cannot be given. We are currently in a Mutual Protection Pact with the Hittites and do not wish to sacrifice Assyrian lives for Lydian gains. We must respectfully decline.
Alyattes stood up, staggering his way to the fireplace in his bedroom. As he crumpled the letter, tears swelled his eyes. He tripped over his own robes, his hands scraping against the floor. He could feel the flames heat dancing around his face, drying up his tears as more fell. Alyattes tossed the letter into the fire and slowly watched it char and burn as he repeated, I cannot let it happen again .I cannot let it happen again
(sheep, I just warped our diplo a bit for story purposes. Everything we agreed on stands, Alyattes III is just a little paranoid of the Hittites is all.)
Sheep
Orange Shrooms!
Emperor Saragon IV great-great grandson of Saragon the Great conqueor of Phonecia received the Lydian emissary with dubious eyes. Indeed attack the Hitties? Attack our northern neighbours while our gains in the south were yet to be completed? Destroy the fragile peace that has reigned Assyria for four generations and brought yet more prosperity to the Assyrian people? NO! We could not do that, not yet! Then the emissary unveiled a plan, it was beutiful. Indeed the Mittani were doomed, the Hitties would soon control them, how wonderful that the Mittani a fiercly proud independent and nationalist city state would not accept death to this degree so readily.
The wheels of war have begun turning, soon Assyria would be the undisputed champion of them all!
The wheels of war have begun turning, soon Assyria would be the undisputed champion of them all!
das
Regeneration In Process
When is the update?
MjM
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Jason The King said:
Mmmh I just dont know das
das
Regeneration In Process
I hoped he will move it to somewhere earlier, with all those orders actually coming in and all...
MjM
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He is gone there is nothing he can do
Insane_Panda
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edited out. Look below.
Insane_Panda
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You're invading it aren't you?
North King
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North King said:
Jason, did I send orders?
Insane_Panda
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I changed my mind, last time I played a greek nation was in Jason's old NES with the english running around in Steamships so I'll take -
Spartan Federation
Leader: NPC
Government: Despotism
Age: Iron Age
Economy: Stable +3 [2/3]
Army: 2,000 Swordsmen, 3,000 Spearmen, 1,000 Phalanx, 2,000 Archers, 1,000 Horsemen
Navy: 30 galleys
Confidence: Normal
Education: Idiotic
UU: Phalanx: A much longer, hardier spearman.
Notes:
Spartan Federation
Leader: NPC
Government: Despotism
Age: Iron Age
Economy: Stable +3 [2/3]
Army: 2,000 Swordsmen, 3,000 Spearmen, 1,000 Phalanx, 2,000 Archers, 1,000 Horsemen
Navy: 30 galleys
Confidence: Normal
Education: Idiotic
UU: Phalanx: A much longer, hardier spearman.
Notes:
Jason The King
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North, unless you posted them on the thread, I did not get them in a PM.
Nice to see u, panda.
Get your orders in everyone, Ill update today or tomorrow.
Nice to see u, panda.
Get your orders in everyone, Ill update today or tomorrow.
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