1778. Europe is aflame with war. The nations of the west are attempting to keep the colossus of the East, a resurgent Roman Empire, out of their homes. The fight appears hopeless; yet still young men are sent out to die by the thousands in futile battles.
Copenhagen. The final refuge of the once-mighty nation of Denmark. A vast army gathers for the assault outside the battered walls; the thunder of two hundred cannons is unceasing. Thirty Roman men of war patrol the approaches; no relieving army is in sight.
As the sound of fifty thousand men charging the breaches climbs to the sky, the King of Denmark holds council with his advisors. All are agreed that peace must be sought; the only question is what terms to ask for. The treasury is nigh empty; only a few worthless colonies remain to appease the endless appetite of Rome.
At last the King cuts through the debate. If no peace will preserve the integrity of the kingdom, then at least let the world remember the example of Denmark. An envoy is despatched to the Roman general : It demands peace, and an indemnity of 75 ducats. The Roman laughs - and then chokes. For a moment he stares incredulously at the Dane, whose capital is even now being sacked by Roman troops. Then, very slowly, he reaches for his pen and, grinding his teeth, signs. Denmark is safe for another five years.
Whew, a mini-AAR! Now, perhaps you are asking yourself, why does the general have orders to accept whatever peace was offered? Very simple : I had three diplomats, four wars, war exhaustion up to here - and France was due to declare war on me in six days. I had to accept one offered peace treaty, and I wasn't in a position to receive a good one anywhere else. So I gathered every available army and flung it at Denmark, figuring they would offer me their annoying little colonies when I had occupied their last province. And they did offer me peace - the day before my assault took Copenhagen! This being so, the peace offer was based on the two battles I had won, and they demanded 75 ducats. Well, what could I do? I had to have that peace!
I have done some complaining about the AI in the past, but I admit this is a masterstroke. To offer peace based on a situation that won't exist tomorrow, to an enemy who has to have some sort of peace - if a human did it, we'd call it genius. Apparently the spirit of Ebbesen has crept into my computer and defends his homeland against my encroachments!
Oi, PE, stop sabotaging your WC students!
Copenhagen. The final refuge of the once-mighty nation of Denmark. A vast army gathers for the assault outside the battered walls; the thunder of two hundred cannons is unceasing. Thirty Roman men of war patrol the approaches; no relieving army is in sight.
As the sound of fifty thousand men charging the breaches climbs to the sky, the King of Denmark holds council with his advisors. All are agreed that peace must be sought; the only question is what terms to ask for. The treasury is nigh empty; only a few worthless colonies remain to appease the endless appetite of Rome.
At last the King cuts through the debate. If no peace will preserve the integrity of the kingdom, then at least let the world remember the example of Denmark. An envoy is despatched to the Roman general : It demands peace, and an indemnity of 75 ducats. The Roman laughs - and then chokes. For a moment he stares incredulously at the Dane, whose capital is even now being sacked by Roman troops. Then, very slowly, he reaches for his pen and, grinding his teeth, signs. Denmark is safe for another five years.
Whew, a mini-AAR! Now, perhaps you are asking yourself, why does the general have orders to accept whatever peace was offered? Very simple : I had three diplomats, four wars, war exhaustion up to here - and France was due to declare war on me in six days. I had to accept one offered peace treaty, and I wasn't in a position to receive a good one anywhere else. So I gathered every available army and flung it at Denmark, figuring they would offer me their annoying little colonies when I had occupied their last province. And they did offer me peace - the day before my assault took Copenhagen! This being so, the peace offer was based on the two battles I had won, and they demanded 75 ducats. Well, what could I do? I had to have that peace!
I have done some complaining about the AI in the past, but I admit this is a masterstroke. To offer peace based on a situation that won't exist tomorrow, to an enemy who has to have some sort of peace - if a human did it, we'd call it genius. Apparently the spirit of Ebbesen has crept into my computer and defends his homeland against my encroachments!
Oi, PE, stop sabotaging your WC students!
