The Final Confrontation

A pox upon ye fer abandonin' the story!

EDIT: Not that I should be saying anything..
 
I ain't abandoning the story!
Er... what did you say?


PROLOGUE: Ancient Times

Chapter V

68 BC

The trick(s) come(s)


DvD got immediately informed of the Antium defeat; he was sitting in his bronze chair of his desk at his grand palace, at the moment of being informed. The herald who reported him the facts felt like a so insignificant, little picture below the great Emperor that he was timorous of his reactions. In fact, just after he stopped telling DvD of the defeat, he was about to turn and escape; the only thing that blocked him was his neverlasting shudder that blocked him any action istinct.
So he stood there, silent, steady and firm as most as his nervous system could permit him to perform, as shudders made him shake continuously. Waiting for DvD reaction.

"Very good." he said with the most quiet voice ever heard from him. "Very good indeed."

The herald was puzzled.

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The following days, DvD himself prepared his new military plan, that are two distinct sections: the Indian battle and the Antium (the city itself, that time) one.
As the herald, days before, was astounded and puzzled by DvD words, the generals that had to perform their military tasks were literally stuck upon DvD battle plans. About the Indian battle, they were ordered to repeat the Zulu trick: strong naval pressure with a 'hole' that could let enemies land. They really couldn't understand why should they let enemies land, instead of fighting their cargo ships. And furthermore, they couldn't get why they could use just 10.000 men for their defensive battle, when before the Antium battle they were guaranteed a much greater number.
DvD realized they couldn't perform brilliant actions if they didn't knew what they were doing. So he took personally command of the 10.000 troops that were about to fight Indian troops.
The Indian fleet already landed there in 70 BC, in the same time of the two Zulu landings near Antium and Cannibals River, but Romans knew a much greater quantity of troops was already en route for the same destination. And that fleet carrying them landed withouth a single resistance. In the same spot the Romans were about to defend.

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10.000 men: 6.000 Legionaries, 1.500 Praetorians, 1.000 Velites (Light Infantry), 1.000 Archers and Pilum soldiers, 500 Pikemen, as well as 20 trebuchets.

On the other side:
First landing: 45.000 men. 15.000 Indian swordsmen, 20.000 Archers, 10.000 Knights.
Second landing: 55.000 men. 54.500 Indian swordsmen, 500 Elephants.

Roman Internal fortifications were built around the jungle zone, guarded by 700 archers and 1.500 legionaries.

The task, for the Indians, was simple: destroy the little resistance, crush the palizades, take Veii and push until Rome, as Zulu were keeping them busy at Antium and elsewhere.

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The first clash is ambiguous. Roman trebuchets planted in the jungles weren't moving but fixed. They acted like primitive, long range artillery. In fact they were giant machines that even well mimetized within the woods, and they started firing massive stone blocks at the enemies, especially where they could seek the elephants. Those animals, scaried, started taking less orders and were an easy target for Roman pikemen that suddenly pop up from the jungle. Indian soldiers were puzzled, as it was becoming a "Chase the Elephant". In the meantime. Roman Velites and Legionaries engaged a massive number of Indian swordsmen in the jungle, that rendered Indian archers useless, while Roman Pilum troops could kill easily: they stood at the flanks of Legionaries and fired their javelinas at the enemies while they were busy with them. 35.000 Indian swordsmen exterminated in so little time.

Roman cavalry quitted the ambush and assaulted Indian archers. With the elephants eliminated, a combined attack of Cavalry and a little escort of Velites made short work of the 20.000 archers, as well as many (about 25.000) swordsmen.
It all happened so fast, the Indians didn't even realize they were losing a massive number of troops. They did soon just after however, and decided to rally the remaining to a single point to return to their fleet and with a skillful maneuver, help the Zulu in Antium.
But DvD ordered the fleet to cover that 'hole' previously formed, and the Indian fleet was reduced to some wooden relict.

With no hope, they launched a desperate assault at the Roman fortifications, in the hope to quickly sweep their defenses and take Veii. But losses were so high and morale so low, they just managed to crumble some palizade wall and then stop there under the Roman arrows. Defeated. Prisoners.

Roman losses were about 1.200 men, most of them being a little group of Legionaries that Indian swordsmen killed in an incredible frenzy and rage.

Indian losses were terrible: on about 180.000 soldier, only 30.000 of them went out alive. Alive, but prisoners.
 
I just meant that I haven't updated my own stories much :crazyeye:
 
I love civ but i joined this forum a few months before the release of civ 4 and ive seen the interest in civ 3 virtually dissapear. I think i must have got here on the last turn of the GA ;)

sad because i can't play civ 4 being on a mac and all... iv read all the legendary stories and legendary games and it makes me wish id discovered civ earlier so i couldv seen this forum back when civ 3 was at its most popular... oh well...

keep going please dvd, there are some people here who are still reading
 
Yeah, I am too ;) Are you going to acquire CivIV, DVD?
 
no, no!
You misunderstood. I'm not going to end it here, it's just it will take long time between an update an another. Instead, this is a little part of a long trip... that's just the prologue for a new scenario that will take place in the future age... but I won't tell anything. Just follow the story ;)

Time kills...

Thanks for your support, fellow people.

@ Azash: Unfortunately not. At least, not in the immediate future. I think when it comes to a more appreciable price. Or I'll buy it via eBay auctions.
 
That would be an interesting idea.

"...And the great Emperor DvD was just facing the great battle that would have decided the fate of his land, of his people... and even of his life, against the powerful Zulu soldiers and maces, and the arms that carried them.
The so awaited day finally came. Daybreak. The Sun dawn softly filled the entire greenland of light orange, with shades making curious light plays with trees and bushes. Horizon line could hardly be distinguished from the vastness and the tranquility of the plain. That plain, where suddenly a screaming horde, running with such impetus to make the land shake, appeared from the horizion and suddenly made it clear the distinction.
So was thinking the Roman commander. A bloody Zulu army coming, and he was thinking at the distinction.
But he was clearly awaiting with great impatience the clash. So he ordered the troops to engage the enemy at maximum speed.

Two great blocks. Bloodthirst. Glory. Force. Fear.

A sword clanking.
A scream of a man dying.
An arrow cracking the air noise.
A pair of knees falling and thumping the land.

A monstrous thing appearing and floating beneath the sky, just above the mass.

-Dear customer,
Your Evaluation copy has just expired. We really hope you enjoyed this, and we encourage you to buy the full version at your nearest store!

Your friendly CivIV Team-"
 
No, you don't even get that. When the demo ends, it just alt-F4's and opens a 'Buy CivIV now!' retailers list in your default browser :lol:
 
:sad: :sad: :sad: :( :( :( :cry: :cry: :cry: NEED UPDATES!
 
*Checks watch, checks calendar* :)

I'm sorry, really. Time kills. Again.


PROLOGUE: Ancient Times

Chapter VI

68 BC

The Tricks Epilogue


In a sunny and clear day, a young man was walking quickly through a place covered of bones that sticked out from land; he then pushed one of them, and a trapdoor opened for him.

Inside the land itself, the Palace of Shaka.
"Halt!" ordered a guard, "How do you think to pass through here?"
"Always serving the Mighty Leader"
He let him pass.

Some minutes later, he reached the darkest and the deepest hall of all; he enters.
"What's the weather like today, my fellow servant?" the Zulu Leader himself asked.
"Sunny. Sunny, and windy."
"Sunny. The more the time passes, the more I'm sure the prophecies are true and will reveal one day."
"It will be so, Your Highness."
"Let's come into business anyway. What news do you bring me?"
"Bad news, Supreme Master."
A brief talk followed.

A quiet, old man was slowly proceeding through the bones covered land, and he was just on the trapdoor when the land trembled.

"How could THIS happen!" yelled ferociously Shaka, just after a terrific scream that shaked the land.

"Do we need to start Operation: Deep Move Through Hannibal Corpse, Your Majesty?" gasps and feebly says the herald while shuddering, raising his head just after the scream when he ran, terrified, and hidden in a corner.
Shaka walked towards him, until his shadow went all over his face, covering his already feeble perception of the little light that came from some small holes. He stopped.

He then softly commanded, "Go away". The herald immediately obeyed leaving the hall with lightning speed.


In the same time, DvD with an escort of élite legionaries was personally walking through the streets of Rome announcing the great victory over the Indians.
The people flowed in the streets, left their homes, following the crowd and listening to the fascinating Emperor rhetoric. They became aware of the fact that they just won a battle that saved their own existance; along with the Zulu capture of Antium some previous weeks ago, this made Roman citizens proud and also very angry. Word of mouth was expanding like never did. A great sentiment of power was running throughout the Empire in little time. Power, to expel the invaders. Humiliated from the loss of Antium, but also excited and motivated from it. And DvD words were exactly pointing to that. He was calling to arms the citizens, and that was most probably the most hated activity of every pacific Roman citizen. But there, the citizens themselves were responding to a call to arms made by themselves, and encouraged by the Emperor. He managed to get his citizens to war withouth asking them to.


Someone somewhere else instead, had to ask to know what was the Indian battle result. That someone was Gandhi himself.
No one of the 180.000 soldiers could come back to report the defeat, and the Indians were eagerly waiting some feedback of - they thought - a great, their first military campaign.
Indian strategy was cunning: few diplomatic exchanges, few foreign relations; make the enemy think you are weaker than what you are.
And they brilliantly succeeded in it: few deeply knew what India was, and many pictured India as a big, jungle covered isle with some barbaric natives inhabiting the land.

They just failed in their false modesty that became a huge pride. They expected to defeat the enemies with the sound of the 'unknown'. But they just relied on that and planned no efficient scheme or military logic. Romans just treat enemies as enemies indipendently of their nationality.

Or at least, that was what Gandhi was thinking in case there could have been a so terrible defeat that no one could report it. But he considered that hypothesis remote.
But the days followed, and nothing changed. The entire isle seemed to halt his activities, to hold his breath.
 
Finally a regular update.



PROLOGUE: Middle Ages

Chapter VII

50 BC - 290 AD

A New Era


68 BC: Shaka knows about terrible Indian defeat, and thrashes all plans of 'great invasion' and the like, and hopes the achievement of a weird prophecy that talks about the sky obscuring, and the Sun disappearing. Then, Antium riots make the city fall in disorder, especially thanks to clever Roman propaganda. Furthermore, as a result of appealing to patriotism, many Roman citizens were conscripted. A great army was founded, a battle was fought at Antium, and the Zulu pulled back, then left the continent in a humiliating defeat.
Shaka makes peace with DvD.
Gandhi doesn't. He doesn't even know about the defeat.
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18 years since the last Roman battle. 18 years. Even one month withouth any war was extraordinarily incredible to Rome. And this was, 18 years. The post-war time was difficult at first, due to the great amount of strain from the Roman people, but then the economy flourished, the arts, the culture, and technologies were advancing greatly.

18 years, and then a new era began: the Age of Sails.
In no time, Rome and Zululand colonized an impressive amount of land. In 50 BC, Rome conquered the whole Indian continent with a single battle in Delhi. The Indian Army was primarily made of swordsmen and elephants, and it took little to the Romans to annihilate them.
In the same year, it is the Zulu who commence great enterprises, by sailing into dangerous seas, and colonizes an unknown continent that was inhabited by the Iroquois, the French, the Russians and the Chinese. But here too, they just needed a victory in Paris against a natives coalition to grab half of the big continent. They had some problems to 'civilize' the rest of the impervious terrain though, as resistance was very strong.

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An unholy alliance between Zulu and Romans let them divide the world in their hands.

In 290 AD, with outstanding technological superiority - both Rome and Zululand were about to enter Industrial Age -, all the civilizations that did not wear the traditions and the names of these two cultures had been wiped out.
Just an isle, a little isle survived. Nevertheless, the owner of this island, and the leader of this people, was Hannibal.

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The mighty island fortifications pushed off all Roman, Zulu, and even combined attacks.
After a period of relative peace, in 276 AD Rome and Zulu agreed to attack the island together with the greatest power they wanted to, and that the first that would have captured the capital, would have been the owner of the whole island whenever the war would have been won.
8.603 Roman Musketeers.
3.051 Cavalries.
64 Cannons.
122 Galleons.
6.546 Zulu Undeads.
2.534 Zulu Sharpshooters.
4.536 Zulu Cavalries.
57 Zulu élite Artillery.
82 Galleons.
58 Caravels.

Against an estimate force of 30.000 Carthaginians, or so was thought to be the amount of the local population there.

Not one attacking soldier could pass through the fortifications.

The blood that comes and retires on water for the sea waves, the impressive black, pikes filled walls that seem to move that scare even the most brave warrior, not to mention the weird, horrendous weapons made of fire and blood that seem firing bullets from sky made by the ingenious and somewhat obscure people of Hannibal reign. No one came out alive.
 
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