- Dec 25, 2008
Well, if the next King was 3/3/3 as well, or if we didn't have a next King and got a Game Over that would be worse. Well, not sure if the second thing is worse.Nodscouterr said:Ah yes, those 3/3/3 regency councils. Well, at least it could be worse... or no wait, wait I don't think it could be any worse actually.
Let's hope...Devilmay said:Assamland shall survive o
I blame Fidel.Murmurandus said:Mmm, not so awesome anymore...
Part five: The cleansing fires
The Regent's health deteriorated significantly during the last few years. He changed all over, changing from a healthy man in his thirties to a man in his thirties that looked like a crippled century old woman fresh bled dry by a pack of angry leeches. Stress was getting to him, and he finally realized the situation the fledgling Empire was in.
Trading land for time was no longer an option and he knew it. Even those who voiced for his policy were beginning to doubt his wisdom, and whispers began of a rebellion to replace the Regent and overthrow the dynasty. He deserved no better then a slow death for his ineptitude and, and he knew that as well. So he decided to gamble - All or nothing. Death or glory.
He sent his servants to prepare his horse and told the nobles to wait for him outside the City.
His face hung low as he pondered the risks of his gamble. Did he have any other choice?
Anyways, he rode out to meet the remaining nobles - all ten of them - and greeted them, continuing with them towards the gathering army. Those were the last of the Empire's youth capable of holding a weapon - the rest were half dead, too young or underfed. Farms were deserted and homes were left as the last of the free men gathered from all sides with all the panoply of war.
As they marched to meet the enemy army, which outnumbered them vastly, the Regent took the lead, grabbed his sword tightly and yelled at the top of his lungs "LET THE GALAXY BURN!!"
Inspired by his courage or just by their will to fight, they rushed behind him, following closely.
He felt the rush of cold air on his face as he and his men charged headfirst into the mass of enemy infantry and started swinging his sword wildly left and right, killing one after another. Eventually the number of the rebels went down and they finally dispersed to the hills, where the Regent himself with his most loyal of men hunted them down and killed them, their families and their dogs. Not a single family in the whole province of Many Poor was left without a lost member.
To the Manipurians he was a villain, but in the eyes of his countrymen he went from zero to a hero in an eyeblink. His triumph was celebrated for an entire month as his troops reconquered the lost lands of Assam's domains, and the rumors of rebellion quickly went away.
Now all that was left was to wait for the Heir to mature. He has had enough of politics for ten lifetimes, not one.
He used his five minutes of glory to reform the army further without causing too much rage as he was the "savior" of Assam, even discovering a man talented in further increasing the discipline of his men.
But, he was, alas, unable to stop the rampant rebellions in the province of Chin, which defected to their ex owners, the Brown Barbarians, thus reducing the Domain of Assam to it's original territory plus the province of Many Poor.
(the status of Assam and it's enemies)
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Will the game engine finally stop persecuting Assam for crimes it didn't commit? WILL THE REGENT FINALLY DIE? Find out in the next installment of this Assam AAR!
Also, how about my writing style? I get the feeling I'm scaring everyone away by trying to be serious here :rofl: