The Pangean Wars

First off, I would like to apologize profusely and explain my absence. The first week away, another relative passed away in Ireland, and I had to attend the funeral there. Next, I had a 3-day-long bussiness confrence in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. During that time and after, I rembered this and cried for awahile, now, here is the next update!



Chapter 43, Spy Bust

Back in Paris, discontent over the waar had spread into riots. Napoleon left the 6-7th in charge of another, and headed back to the capitol. After a few speeches and a few wage bonuses, the riots had seaced to be. Reluctantly, Napoleon stayed in Paris, an kept wach of his population. Meanwhile, things had ground to a halt on the front. The French victories were now being evenly matched with American ones.

On the sunny day of June 23, 1752, Napoleon was in his office pouring over maps when his close friend and advisor, Charles de Saue, walked in. "Good morning, your highness!" said de Saue in a cheeky voice. "What's the good news?" replied the more somber Napoleon. "Well, I was walking down the Champs de Ruesone, when who should I run into, but our old friend Jackson Duhly!" The blank look upon Napoleon face made de Saue turn a little red. "Oh! have I not told you? Jackson Duhly has been spying for the Americans! We finally got him! Best part is, he led us to other agents, and a grand total of 24 have been killed, and 3 arrested! Wonderful, eh?"

Napoleon was thrown off gaurd, he had not realised how many spies had infiltrated his kingdom, and he was determined to stop their raids. "Good. I want tighter security, kapeesch?" "Your word is my command!" Off went de Saue, to do what had been asked of him.

Later that day, Napoleon got a phone call that was troubling indeed. The stalemate had been broken with a major French victory at the hamlet of Collett, in America. Determination set his mind into overdrive. He decided to go back to the front, and take charge again.

More coming soon! (Really!)
 
I would like to offer my condolescences and add that there really is no need to apologize.
 
e350tb-curse the lot of them!

izipio- Thank you, my Uncle John Michael was a wonderful man, always hadcandy for every one.. Moved to the US in 1951, and moved back to Ireland in 1993. What a guy... :D


all- update within 24 hours (I promise!)
 
Chapter 44, Return to the Front

Six days later, on 29, 1752, Napoleon awoke upon the great plains again. The French offensive had taken a toll on the countryside, of which half was burning. Unfortunately, on the 27th, the Americans had retaliated with a monsterous victory at the town of Akron. Thirty thousand armors had defeated twice that number of their French couterpart. Needless to say, the general resopnsible for the whole affair went into 'voluntary exile' in Les Tourte.

The next few days were spent consolidating the front, and pushing forward. On the naval scene, Admiral Narouetquet won the battle of Donoix Strait and had put the Americans on the run. News from Washington reached Napoleon over his cell phone every now and again. He had finally infiltrated the higher level of government. His spy, Lewes Brang (real name Louis Brangeaux), had sent him reports of troop movements intermintently.

On the first of July,Napoleon and 45,000 troops were marching across the plains, when they ran into what appeared to be a vangaurd of a massive force. Within minutes, Napoleon fell on them like a hawk. In revenge for the spying in his country, he cut off the head of the spy travelling in the unit. Needless to say, he defeated the force with minimal casualties.

The sight that greeted him next, is the subject of our next installment. Coming soon!
 
Chapter 45, Battle of Wolfsboro

July 1, 1752. 1:05 PM, Wolfsboro, Great Plains, America. The first shot is fired by an American modern armor in what would become the greatist battle in French history. 7 minutes earlier (12:58 AM), Napoleon saw the units approaching, and sent out this distress call: "Generals, this is your commander, Napoleon. I am facing a force three times the size of my own, and would demand that all who are within a two hours ride come join me. That's an order. If I die, It all goes to my son. Thank you. This is Napoleon, over and out."

Immediatly, thousands of troops turned and headed for Wolfsboro. Before we get too into the battle itself, let me, your humble chronicler, explain the ground. Wolfsboro was built in 1225 on a sloping hill to commemmorate the attack of wolves on scouts there in 200 B.C. The hill itself is very small, but on the plains, is a huge landmark. Napoleon's troops occupied the high ground while the huge American force occupuied the lower.

As was said, the first shots were fired by the Americans. The ensuing onslaught was tremendous. The tanks of NApoleon hid on the broad streets of the towns and only appeared to suprise the enemy with a burst of fire. Some French SAM infantry marched around the Americans and sent a few regiments scattering, but they too were destroyed in the next few minutes of ther discovery.

The core of Napoleon's force, his modern armors, were taking heavy casualties on the upside of the hill, where American Howitzers were adept at hitting. After the battle raged for a half-hour, a phone call reached Napoleon, it was Lewes Brang in Washington. He said that the enemy had an army on the way to reinforce the already massive force. But, he also said that The two commanders, Gen. Smith and Gen. Scavader, absolutly hated each other, and to use this to his advantage.

Napoleon thanked him for the information and as soon as he hung up, he sent out another distress call. At 1:46 PM, a French army under Gen. Chamuelat arrived and helped hit Gen. Smith's force even harder. By 2:05 PM, the American line had not wavered for one moment, but Napoleon nearly lost his twice. The last thing he needed was another American army arriving within fifteen minutes!

Nevertheless, at 2:11 PM, Gen. Scavender arrived to reinforce Gen. Smith. The fighting had begun to intensify, and by half past two, the Americans had pushed their way into the heart of Wolfsboro. Napoleon was shooting at the howitzers, which had been reduced to six, when out of nowhere an enemy tank appeared. Napoleon saw it, but was too slow to react when the shell struck at the armor's core. French machinery is the finest ever made, and it proved its worth as it only dented the machine.

Napoleon recovered quickly from this unwelcomed shot, and fired his own battery back at the tank, which was promptly blown to bits. This little eencounter shook up Napoleon very badly, and before anyone could stop him, he rushed out of the armor, and into the streets where hand to handcombat was begining to take place.

A smile broke across Napoleons face as he saw the weapons of choice. As the French and Americans had run out of ammo in this very isolated part of town, they resorted to swords from two local sword stores. Napoleon was perhaps the finest swordsman in all of France, and because of which, he quickly withdrew his longsword he always carried with him, and jumped into the foray.

Forgetting the near-death incident with the tank only minutes before, he was quickly slashing away at the enemy. The sight of their 62 year-old leader fighting along side them made the French soliders cheer and fight harder. Before anyone could say 'hold on, let's have a fair fight,' Napoleon had cut down thirty or more soliders. Within ten minutes, all the Americans involved in the isolated incident lay dead or dying, with only two or three French casualties.At 2:51, his armor rounded the bend and pulled him out of the cheering soliders. "Back to shooting howitzers!" thought Napoleon.

At 3:01, Gen de Eunomphet arrived and put more pressure on the Americans. The soliders wielding swords had ammo by this time, and had gone back to patroling the streets for enemy drifters. Even till now,, prospects for the French lay dim. That is, until 3:39, when the Americans, in all their high-minded preparedness, ran out of ammo. So much had been expelled, some buildings had collapsed because their structural integrity had been weakened by the onslaught of the bullets.

Napoleon, seizing on this oppertunity, rushed at the line with all he had. Only six minutes later, at 3:45, the French themselves had run out of ammo. So, they left their tanks stay idle, and rushed at them with metal poles, swords, clubs, anything they had. Napoleon rejoined the unit he had fought with earlier in the day as they bore down against the Americans.

The uniform for the American solider consisted of a small, broad sword, not unlike the Gladius of the ancient Romans, while the French required no such weaponry be manditory dress. So, once again, the French fell to a disadvantage in the field. But, yet again, Napoleon made up for it with his presence on the field.

The skill of the 'sword-unit' as Napoleon started to call them was the deciding factor in the French victory that day. At 4:06 PM, the last of the Americans had been killed or fled the field back to the near-by city of Phoenix. The casualties for the French were: 50,000 dead, 17,000 wounded. American: 61,000 dead, 22,000 wounded. In total: 111,000 dead, 39,000 wounded. With 140,000 casualties, it was the bloodiest day of any war ever fought in history, beating out the battle of Borodino. Fought in 1532, it had 99,000 casualties between France, the Russians, and Aztecs.

After the battle, the 'sword-unit' was the only actively commissioned unit in the French army made up entirely of swordsman. It was also the most commended unitt in French History after that battle. It is also the most elite unit in the French army. After that bloody day, Napoleon was just ready to sleep a deep sleep.

(I agree! Next update within 8 days!)



P.S. This is easily the longest post I have ever had here! Yay me!
 
Not bad... Though I only just started reading and have no idea whats really going on... Have there been any summary posts so I can get caught up on whats been going on like who started the war and where it's being fought.
 
Well, FoxURA, since I'm in such a good mood, I'll give you a run down of the situation. King and Emporer of France, Napoleon XI Bonaparte, is currently fighting a war against the tyrannical Franklin II Roosevelt. Franklin II is king and emporer of America. They are the only countries left, and are thus fighting a world war. The French have just won amajor victory. Mostly, this war is being fought on the 'Gret Plains' which follow the border between France and America, and further into the American heartland. Wolfsboro is close to Philadelphia, which should bring up emotional issues for Napoleon. (See the chapters between him and William VII Jefferson.) Napoleon is 62 years old, and has been king for 46 years. He took the throne when his father was assassinated in 1706. The currenty year is 1752. Franklin is much younger, and has been in power since 1749. Napoleon has fought in five conflicts: English war of Anihilation, 1706-1707, Uprising of 1729, the American Civil war, 1729-1730, Aztec- French and American war (WWI) 1745, and this war, WWII, 1752-present. Tech-wise, both are maxed out. All troop numbers are increased by '000' example, 3 axemen= 3,000 axeman, etc... the date system I am using is just to add a touch of 'realism' *coughs* to the scenario.

And, that's about it! Update soon....!
 
So who was responsible for the starting of this war?
 
Thank you, e350tb, for explaining! Now, onto the update! Sorry for the delay, internet connection troubles!

Chapter 46, Siege of Emotion

On the morning of July 2, 1752, Napoleon woke up with one hell of a hangover. A battle hangover, that is. Still, a war had to be fought. By noon, the troops were resuming their slow crawl across the plains. When the news reached Paris, the celebrations were so loud and colorful, they could be seen from Rheims, over 100 miles away.

Although Napoleon didn't wish to, he left the front and returned to Paris on the 5th, and give his victory speech. On the sixth, he was christened by Rabbi l'Oront (Remember, most Frenchmen are Jewish) 'Napoleon the Great.' celebrations spread across the French empire. Even more happiness ensued when the capture of 28 nuclear weapons was made public on the 10th. Now only 2 remained in the American arsenal.

On July 13, (Friday the thirteenth), Advisor de Saue walked into Napoleon's office with grave news. His spy in Washington, Louis Brangeaux, had been executed. Better news, though, was he hadn't spoken a word during the six hours of torture. Napoleon couldn't help but shed a tear for his most faithful spy. After thirty-two years of service, peace for him at last.

On July 15th, Napoleon returned to the front to command his armies. On the 17th, an emotional sight greeted him. The majestic city of Philadelphia lay before him. He had spent many days in that sea-side city. The most tragic of which envolved the beloved William VII Jefferson, as he battled with cancer.

Sullenly, he began the siege of the city. By July 30, the walls were rubble, and the French defeated the half-hearted American counterattack. On strict orders from Napoleon, no solider was to hrm this city at all. He walked into the clinic, where the doctors he had remembered from just one decade ago, cowered in fear.

He called out, "Come forth, I am but a man. For is it I who have roamed these halls in sorrow, whence a friend hath died? Yes, 'tis I. Lowly Napoleon. Fear me not." This empassoned speach pacified the fear of the doctors, and sent them about as normal.

As Napoleon laid in his tent that night, he couldn't help but cry. His crucible of sorrow hath been clutched from the enemy. Only six cities remained in American hands. San Antonio, Minneapolis, Boston, Pittsburgh, Houston, and finally, Washington...

'Tis a fight to the finish, and who will win?
 
I can't help it! :cry: I can't help but root for the Americans.
 
FoxURA: dude, FDR is insane, he started the war, he has commited atrosities against his own people (To be revealed very shortly), and, Napoleon is the HERO It's alright. prepare to be obliterated. Just kidding? This one is an actually suprising ending... :D
 
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