From his palace in the Vien mountains, the ruler of the Habsbourg looked at maps of the Holy Roman Empire. 1419, the west has erupted into chaos and bloody warfare, the crusades are over, and Europe is weak and divided. The Holy Roman Empire is a shadow of what it once was, and Imperial authority is a joke, a joke with its siege in Budapest, nothing less. But things will change from now on. His army his ready, and his people will follow. The time has come for the world to withness the rebirth of the Empire. The would-be Emperor has a plan.
The Imperial Guard is ordered split into formations; the conflict to come would slaughter his army if he sent it whole into chilly mountains. He waves away the thought of petitioning his friends in Hungary to join their alliance. The hour to come will be the hour of a nation that doesn't yet exist but that is forming in the mind of the Archduke of Austria. This is the hour of the German nation. A messenger is dispatched to Baden, where the vassals of the Habsburg rules. The late archduke is fully aware Baden has been loosening her bonds with Austria and might seize the fact that they share no borders with Austria to proclaim independance. Vienna has other plans though; In a few hours, an alliance is decided and concluded. And the Imperial Guard march westwards. Troops are being formed in the southern lands. A decree ordering the centralization of the military and supplies is issued. Something is afoot.
On April 1st, 1419, Austria declares war on the german fief that has above all others shown hostility towards her crown. Switzerland's refusal to cooperate with the Holy Empire is to be brought to an end, by force since it is necessary. A border with Baden will be restored. The northern vassals dutifully issue their respects of the alliance. A day passes, then a week. The Imperial Guard is still staunchly garissoning Tyrol when scouts reports that Switzerland is moving her forces to Baden to crush the vassal of Vienna. At this moment, Colonel Ziegfried, as ordered, marches bravely into eastern switzerland at the head of 20,000 warriors.
Wars are not the affair of a few days however, for months they siege the castles of the area before progress is made. More dipomatical activity is afoot. In August, Baveria cedes to Austria's pleas for an alliance, and they enter the war against Switzerland. Two months later, on the front, a distraction comes when the newly arrived Bavarian troops throw back the entire forces of Switzerland from sieged Baden into the arms of the Austrians, where in their native mountains, they suffer even heavier losses. Battlecries roars the alps as Schwyz falls while the combat power of Switzerland is broken. And the Imperials marches westwards, into Bern itself. The diplomats of Austria are restless (5.0/year during war) and it shows: not three months have passed since Bavaria's adesion to the alliance that already a 3rd german state accepts the offer. Wurtermberg join forces with the Archduke.
From Vienna, the lord of Austria exults; everything is going as planned. His troops are now sieging Bern and have suffered minimal casualties, fighting only broken armies. Baden's support was unvaluable. His little league formed he looks around for more allies. His eyes lay south on Mantua, and Herr Alaster, Baron of Tirol is sent with yet the same proposal: join the victorious coalition of Austria before it is too late. Mantua accepts: the expectations of the Archdukes are outmatched by reality.
In Bern, hastily conscripted recruits are thrown needlessly on the imperial armies, wasting lives as the walls of the last castles are about to fall. In late spring, 1420, Bern accepts the conditions of peace imposed by Vienna: Schwyz to Austria, Switzerland becomes a vassal of Austria, Switzerland pays 42@ in indemnities. Victory is absolute. A few months pass without much trouble, as order is restored to the lands. Using their new technologies, the Austrians begin promoting tax collectors all across their lands and send merchants in far-off Tago and Astrakhan, avoiding the crowded streets of Venise. Besides, down in the south, the fires of war are burning through the city as Hungary and the sea republic dish it out in Istria. Istria that belongs to the fatherland, thinks the Archduke. But not yet...
Diplomatic activity takes a strange shape when, a month after their victory, the archdukes demands to his diplomats to rebuild the relationship with Bern. Personal gifts are sent to the leader of the vassal nation in thanks for their assistance. The effects are incredible; iover the course of a few months, Switzerland's friendship and forgiveness is brought back entirely with 75,000 ducats. Late in the year, the Archduke surprises everyone announcing his latest addition to the austrian alliance: The kingdom of Switzerland.
Back in the mountains, he takes a look at the State of Europe. France and her allies, about defeated two years ago, have gained back some momentum against the British invaders after making an early peace with Burgondy. Hungary is still trying to invade a war-weary Venice but no lands have been captured yet. Northwards, german states have warred and a couple have been annexed by their neighborgs; not a bad thing, too many princes makes diplomacy harder. Notably, Bohemia have swallowed whole the lands of Wuzburg, on the northern border of the alliance, and the hussites have not brought religious warfare to central Europe (Bohemia went with the option that doesnt cause them to go protestant, yay!). His lordship makes a note of his luck, and prepares the next round of diplomacy, counting his ducats. War can wait another year.
Over the next year and a quarter, with force of personal gifts and persuation, Austria convices Wurtemberg, Mantua and Bavaria to become their vassals one after the other: the income from their tributes will largely make up for the lost gold. While this leaves Austria almost broke, she is debt free and processes strong armies. Some ministers argue in favor of a peace period to rebuild the coffers, yet this luxury will not be possible. A tired, lone messenger arrives from the west:
"Tribute, respects and salutations to our most honorable lord. The Kingdom of Savoy has declared war upon Kingdom of Switzerland and request the help of her allies", he pleads. At the mention of Savoy the Archduke raise brillant eyes as he whispers something to his advisors. A glance and a nod come from the corner. Savoy is the ally of Venice. With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, the Archduke promises the support of Austria in this defensive war. Yet God knows that no one attacks a powerful alliance without powerful allies. Southwestern Europe was about to burst in flames.
On May 22nd of the Year of Grace 1422, the Kingdom of Savoy, the Papal States, the Republic of Venice, Byzantium, The Knights and Genoa have issued declarations of war against Austria and her vassals Switzerland, Baden, Wurtemberg, Mantua and Bavaria.
When he recieved confirmation that no one had broken their alliances over this war, the Archduke breathed in relief and smiled. The Holy Roman Empire's grip was about to return to northern Italy. "Where the Emperors failed, I will succeed!" he swore. But the Italians thought so as well, and their ambitions over Bern, Tyrol and Mantua were clear. There would be blood.
-- To be followed --
The Imperial Guard is ordered split into formations; the conflict to come would slaughter his army if he sent it whole into chilly mountains. He waves away the thought of petitioning his friends in Hungary to join their alliance. The hour to come will be the hour of a nation that doesn't yet exist but that is forming in the mind of the Archduke of Austria. This is the hour of the German nation. A messenger is dispatched to Baden, where the vassals of the Habsburg rules. The late archduke is fully aware Baden has been loosening her bonds with Austria and might seize the fact that they share no borders with Austria to proclaim independance. Vienna has other plans though; In a few hours, an alliance is decided and concluded. And the Imperial Guard march westwards. Troops are being formed in the southern lands. A decree ordering the centralization of the military and supplies is issued. Something is afoot.
On April 1st, 1419, Austria declares war on the german fief that has above all others shown hostility towards her crown. Switzerland's refusal to cooperate with the Holy Empire is to be brought to an end, by force since it is necessary. A border with Baden will be restored. The northern vassals dutifully issue their respects of the alliance. A day passes, then a week. The Imperial Guard is still staunchly garissoning Tyrol when scouts reports that Switzerland is moving her forces to Baden to crush the vassal of Vienna. At this moment, Colonel Ziegfried, as ordered, marches bravely into eastern switzerland at the head of 20,000 warriors.
Wars are not the affair of a few days however, for months they siege the castles of the area before progress is made. More dipomatical activity is afoot. In August, Baveria cedes to Austria's pleas for an alliance, and they enter the war against Switzerland. Two months later, on the front, a distraction comes when the newly arrived Bavarian troops throw back the entire forces of Switzerland from sieged Baden into the arms of the Austrians, where in their native mountains, they suffer even heavier losses. Battlecries roars the alps as Schwyz falls while the combat power of Switzerland is broken. And the Imperials marches westwards, into Bern itself. The diplomats of Austria are restless (5.0/year during war) and it shows: not three months have passed since Bavaria's adesion to the alliance that already a 3rd german state accepts the offer. Wurtermberg join forces with the Archduke.
From Vienna, the lord of Austria exults; everything is going as planned. His troops are now sieging Bern and have suffered minimal casualties, fighting only broken armies. Baden's support was unvaluable. His little league formed he looks around for more allies. His eyes lay south on Mantua, and Herr Alaster, Baron of Tirol is sent with yet the same proposal: join the victorious coalition of Austria before it is too late. Mantua accepts: the expectations of the Archdukes are outmatched by reality.
In Bern, hastily conscripted recruits are thrown needlessly on the imperial armies, wasting lives as the walls of the last castles are about to fall. In late spring, 1420, Bern accepts the conditions of peace imposed by Vienna: Schwyz to Austria, Switzerland becomes a vassal of Austria, Switzerland pays 42@ in indemnities. Victory is absolute. A few months pass without much trouble, as order is restored to the lands. Using their new technologies, the Austrians begin promoting tax collectors all across their lands and send merchants in far-off Tago and Astrakhan, avoiding the crowded streets of Venise. Besides, down in the south, the fires of war are burning through the city as Hungary and the sea republic dish it out in Istria. Istria that belongs to the fatherland, thinks the Archduke. But not yet...
Diplomatic activity takes a strange shape when, a month after their victory, the archdukes demands to his diplomats to rebuild the relationship with Bern. Personal gifts are sent to the leader of the vassal nation in thanks for their assistance. The effects are incredible; iover the course of a few months, Switzerland's friendship and forgiveness is brought back entirely with 75,000 ducats. Late in the year, the Archduke surprises everyone announcing his latest addition to the austrian alliance: The kingdom of Switzerland.
Back in the mountains, he takes a look at the State of Europe. France and her allies, about defeated two years ago, have gained back some momentum against the British invaders after making an early peace with Burgondy. Hungary is still trying to invade a war-weary Venice but no lands have been captured yet. Northwards, german states have warred and a couple have been annexed by their neighborgs; not a bad thing, too many princes makes diplomacy harder. Notably, Bohemia have swallowed whole the lands of Wuzburg, on the northern border of the alliance, and the hussites have not brought religious warfare to central Europe (Bohemia went with the option that doesnt cause them to go protestant, yay!). His lordship makes a note of his luck, and prepares the next round of diplomacy, counting his ducats. War can wait another year.
Over the next year and a quarter, with force of personal gifts and persuation, Austria convices Wurtemberg, Mantua and Bavaria to become their vassals one after the other: the income from their tributes will largely make up for the lost gold. While this leaves Austria almost broke, she is debt free and processes strong armies. Some ministers argue in favor of a peace period to rebuild the coffers, yet this luxury will not be possible. A tired, lone messenger arrives from the west:
"Tribute, respects and salutations to our most honorable lord. The Kingdom of Savoy has declared war upon Kingdom of Switzerland and request the help of her allies", he pleads. At the mention of Savoy the Archduke raise brillant eyes as he whispers something to his advisors. A glance and a nod come from the corner. Savoy is the ally of Venice. With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, the Archduke promises the support of Austria in this defensive war. Yet God knows that no one attacks a powerful alliance without powerful allies. Southwestern Europe was about to burst in flames.
On May 22nd of the Year of Grace 1422, the Kingdom of Savoy, the Papal States, the Republic of Venice, Byzantium, The Knights and Genoa have issued declarations of war against Austria and her vassals Switzerland, Baden, Wurtemberg, Mantua and Bavaria.
When he recieved confirmation that no one had broken their alliances over this war, the Archduke breathed in relief and smiled. The Holy Roman Empire's grip was about to return to northern Italy. "Where the Emperors failed, I will succeed!" he swore. But the Italians thought so as well, and their ambitions over Bern, Tyrol and Mantua were clear. There would be blood.
-- To be followed --