1380-1400: Revolts, petty theft, unjust wars, the heroic impregnation and dealing with separatists.
If there is one lesson for large empires it's "don't go to war." Other than some meaningless ego there is absolutely nothing to be gained.
If there are two lessons the second one is "lay off the vodka."
I don't follow these lessons as well as I should.
Official soundtrack/philosophy. Also the soundtrack for a great horror movie about evil machines. "This machine just called me an asshole!"
After showing restraint for a short while 1381 is a study in over confidence and senseless aggression. The circle shields in Molina get attacked, drawing in Tunisia. More for Mother Russia, da?
While this is going on Ryazan has a defecting two province vassal in the Crimea. I offer some military assistance but assume that Ryazan can handle it mostly alone.
You do two things when you assume.
The new Alpine soldiers are released on an unsuspecting world.
Of course Ryazan makes a mess of the war and I have to divert men just to bail them out and save a little face. It's not until 1386 that the feckless principality has reasserted its authority over the two province menace.
Elsewhere, Tunisia is being ground down slowly, with the emphasis on slowly. After overrunning its five province demense it turns into a one province at a time bug hunt while Tunisia respawns over and over. The war drags on like this until 1387.
Elsewhere, heavy crossbows are discovered giving our archers a considerable edge over those still using "rather heavy crossbows" or whatever the previous advance was.
The new super weapons.
Just as the Tunisia war finally ends in 1387, with the fornicating Byzantines picking up some scraps, our King finally dies. The new ruler might be a child, but he has positive prestige! God help my enemies now!
I doubt he'll need a good martial score, right?
Defections occur the very next year, as certain traitors don't approve of the Kid King for some reason. Zemigalians and Khwarizm may sound like made up nonsense words in a Lewis Carol poem but they're actually the newest enemies of our King.
While the fight against the Jabberwocky counties begins in earnest a zealous firebrand is calling for revolt. Just harmless talk.
I've got the unrest under control, thanks.
While the firebrand inspired revolts flare up worse than someone who lost their herpes suppression tablets "science" is at last discovered. Let's hope this allows the creation of super viruses and so forth.
The new science called, uh, science.
The first evil vassal wars end in a bitter victory in 1389, even while I'm hanging traitors like it's on sale. The good news is the King has finally completed his education, becoming an elusive shadow. Well, that explains his youth portrait, at least.
Nothing like a shadow leader to fill one with confidence.
Back in Iberia some of our noble conquests have somehow become independent. It seems the "somehow becoming independent" issue is a recurring problem. Unjust war with Navarra begins in 1390 and then against Rioja in 1391. That's mine you dastards!
The revolts continue, as if part of the local weather.
Unrest continues, for its own sake.
The King finally gets a real portrait in 1392 at age 16 (he's still a shadow, though). Not surprisingly he already has gray hair.
West Devina (Tree Flag) and Valencia (not tree related) try their hand at defecting in the same year, and the King is wounded in the resultant battles. His is not what I'd call a charmed life.
West Devina: the face of the enemy.
With the defections stopped the next year it looks like I can catch my breath. Then I notice the King, who just gained "sickness" from his wounds, is unmarried, has no children, and the Arab is still next in line.
A hasty marriage is concluded with Victoriia from Mecklenburg in 1393 and I pray the King can handle the needed activities for heir creation in his weakened state. It appears he can, because a pregnancy occurs and his too-many vowel having wife gives birth...
...to a daughter.
Tears are running down my face. I know you're sick and dying, Iakov, but I need you to perform those awkward postures one more time.
Luckily he doesn't die and in 1396 a son is finally born. Russia is safe...but for how long.
To celebrate, we steal some relics from the "enemy" in 1399.
Just fill this bag with Saint's teeth and act natural.
1400 hits. It seems I'm falling into a pattern. First decade: ill advised war. Second decade: deal with the fall out. Can I break it and punish the Purple or will the toughest battles stay in the bed room? Only time will tell.
Russia 1400. I'm convincing myself these new lands were worth the trouble.