The Pangean Wars

Chapter 51, Vivé le Youth!

Napoleon entered Paris on the 10th of June. He rode on top of his tank with his head down, sullenly thinking about the war. The people did not shout in triumph, or hurl fecal matter at him, but were rather as dreary as he was. They had learned of the defeat back on May 20, so they had time to cool off before Napoleon came home.

As he was crossing the Rue de Richelieu, a young boy hopped up onto the tank with him. It startled Napoleon, nevertheless he ask him, "What is your name, young man?" "Pierre." he said sullenly. The named Pierre caused Napoleon to twinge, but he held back, rather than upset the boy. "What brings you upon my tank, wouldn't you rather be with a victor?" "No," the boy said, "I'd much rather be on the same vehicle as my King. Besides, you looked lonely." Napoleon felt a wave of gratitude towards this young man, for supporting his monarch when even some adults gave up.

This gave Napoleon an idea. When he reached the palace the boy hopped off and ran towards the 2nd District, or the poor ward. When he got inside, he called trusted advisor Charles de Saue to his office.

"Good morning, my liege how goes the front?" "Well enough, sit down." de Saue sat and began the conversation.

"I know you'll be happy to see that the spying by Americans have totally stopped."

"Quite. I brought you here for a different purpose, however."
de Saue arched his eye-brows,

"And what would that be?"

"To hold a youth rally. I want to find all the young, patriotic boys and girls of Paris and bring them together in the courtyards and streets in front of Trefoneive. What do you think?”

“I think I’ll get started!”

And with that, de Saue left the office and headed to the nucleus of the palace, the Controeleux Centralé, and started making calls. Pleased with himself. Napoleon clet his mind wonder to the war. “I wonder if Gen. Baulesingaie has done anything yet.” What he had done, is the subject of my next installment!
 
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Chapter 52, The Death of Baulesingaie


The youth rally was a total success. Over 800,000 French girls and boys came to the event, which had to be moved from the Trefoneive Palace to the International Metrodome near the outskirts of Paris. Its capacity of 250,000 was inadequate to support the number there as well.

Napoleon was in the middle of his speeech to the youth when his phone buzzed angrily on his hip. After the speech was over, he casually left the stage and checked his messages. He listened in horror as Gen. Baulesingaie told him of the recent events in the army.

Apperaintly, De Saue hadn't got all the spies. One had infiltrated the camp and had somehow left alive. He told his superiors who had immediatly set the march upon the French. They fought a series of running battles, with the French losing most. The Americans had lost all interest in capturing the cities and hamlets along the way, but was far more concered with killing the French.

The Americans, as of today, had them pushed all the way back to the Ruebeux River, which flowed about thirty miles north of New York. Napoleon knew he had to act fast, so he left the youth rally and boarded the train to New York, disguised as a farmer. He made it to the front at about 10pm. The French had just lost a battle, so the morale of the men was heightened by the presence of their leader.

Napoleon walked into Baulesingaie's office. He was drinking wine with a few of the local women, and this took Napoleon off guard. "This man," thought Napoleon," has just lost a battle and he is fraternizing with WOMEN! How dare he celebrate when there is work to be done!" His anger rising by the second, Napoleon withdrew his sword and screamed, "You're fired!" and cut his head off with one clean swish off his sword.

Obviously frightened by the whole spectacle, the ladies ran from ther tent and into the cool night. Napoleon kicked aside the dead head of the former top French general, and took his place at his notes. "Thereis work to be done, and I am to do it!" angrily muttered Napolen.

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Chapter 53, Crossing the Rubicon

Napoleon hadn't realized how well the death of Baulesingaie would be percieved. Apperaintly, every one hated him! Morale was higher than ever, and on June 16, 1753, he decided to make his move.

He had 85,000 soliders under his command, and the Americans had about 110,000. As was mentioned before, the French camped on the banks of the Rebeux River, north of New York City. The name Rebeux derives from the Latin name Rubicon, which was the ancient name of this river.
King Gaius-Julius III Caesar built a hamlet here before being expulsed by the English in 2278 B.C. And now, 4031 years later, Napoleon had to expulse the Americans from their camp, 3 miles away.

Napoleon decided that the best option for attacking the Americans was suprise. The American 1st Army consisted mostly of SAM infantry, so the tanks would have an advantage there, as well. The battle was to be held around a bridge crossing the Rebeux near-by. It was large enough for the Americans to cross easily, but was surrounded by woodland, so it was perfect ambush country.

That night, Napoleon led his troops into the woods, keeping the tanks in the rear covered by brush, to appear later. On the morning of the 17th, as Napoleon had predicted, the Americans began to stride confidently across the bridge. At his signal, Napoleon ordered the charge, and about 55,000 SAM infantry appeared out of the woods, along with the all sword unit.

Chaos insued as the Americans were fighting on the middle of thee bridge. Napoleon leaned over to the officer who was beside him and said, "At least with the bridge it is easy to tell who is winning!" The Officer laughed and continued conversing with Napoleon until a shell from an American tank struck the officer and blew him to bits. Napoleon, needless to say, was shell shocked.

He immediatly felt his face, and their was a long scratch extending from an inch below his left eye to the back of his jawbone. He hurridly ran to a medic, who patched it up with speed and efficency. Napoleon ordered the Tanks to come from the wood with all haste. The shells hit the back of the American line, who now realized that their line was about to be heavily assaulted. They threwdown their weapons and ran, some hopping on the tanks as they fled.

The Americans ran the three miles back to their camp. At the same time, Napoleon held a great celebration for the first major French victory in a long time. The final statistics are: French casualties: 9,000 dead, 11,000 wounded.
American casualties: 26,000 dead, 19,000 wounded. Total dead: 35,000. Total wounded: 30,000. Total casualties: 65,000 troops. Leaving 65,000 in the French army and 65,000 in the American. Finally, Napoleon gets an even match-up...

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Chapter 54, Ascotia Revisited

The victory at the Rebeux was increased over the next week, as Napoleon fought low casualty battles with the Americans , who where running back to the Mountains across the plains. Fortunately, the forward thinking colonels had left a few thousand troops to gaurd the entrance, to assure that no more Americans escaped. This enabled the other French armies to swivel across the former American territory with relative ease.

By July 1st, 1753, the Americans had been driven back to this mountain fortification, whence they fought a few battles, but in the end surrendered their arms and intellegence to the French high command. They examined it with little happines, Washington and its other cities were becoming troop machines, pumping out thousands a month. According to the estimates of the Americans, they had about 670,000 troops ready to go.

This so greatly disgruntled Napoleon, he amassed as many forces as fast as he could, and had around 513,000 This was still short of the margin, but on July 23, he led his massive force into the same pass just one year ago he had led troops into aswell.

By the 30th, they had reached the lake, and by August 5, they had come to the end of the pass, completely unopposed. His troops were split up into fast moving pillaging divisons, and rampaged throughout the land. By August 16, the pass was begining to close, so Napoleon forced his pillage hungry troops to winter in the mountains.

On December 1, 107,000 troops arrived as reinforcements, bringing up the total troop count to 620,000 against what would likely be 800,000 by the end of winter. On New Years day, Napoleon celebrated with his troops, wishing for a good 1754.

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Nice stuff. I can picture the spoils of war around your army (and the rubble of pillaging :D ).
 
Excellent work. It's been some time since I read this story, and wow, I missed a lot. So controll of the world is at stake now huh?! I shall be eagerly awaiting the final posts...
 
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