The Age Of Rage (1624 - 1644)
Paris, february 1st, 1637 :
"Never has there been a time, when peace was as far from these bloodsoaked lands as now" King Luis XIII. said, staring thoughtfully out of the window of his palace, watching as thousands of his soldiers assembled, "and tomorrow we shall send an entire generation to their deaths!"
"Alas, most enchalted King, they may die but they shall not die invane." Vicomte Turenne responded with a grim and determined face, "We shall teach the Austrians a lesson they shall never forget!"
There was little left to say. On the very next morning a gigantic column of highly organised and superbly equipped french stormtroopers began it´s treck eastwards, in complete secrecy. It was led by Vicomte Turenne himself and supposed to link up with the 2. and 3. army, already mobilised and ready for action in Lorraine. Still, the austrians knew of course what was coming to them. They had been warned repeatedly by the french King of the grim fact that he would demand satisfaction for the cowardly treachery Austria had engaged itself in. They had had over 10 years to prepare their frontier and make themselves ready for what was to become to most terrible war to date. Little did Turenne know at the time that this war would lead him from success to success to lofty heights before finaly killing him mercilessly on the eve of victory...
Operation "Kaiserschmarrn II"
On the dawn of february 10th, 1637, the french ambassador to Austria, Duke Condé, formaly gave notice to Archduke Ferdinand of Austria that a state of war existed before hastily jumping on a fast horse and riding back to the Rhineborder to join the 500.000 troops now engaged in assaulting the heavily fortified austrian borderprovinces. Under the command of Vicomte Turenne they simply overpowered the bordergarrisons and soon occupied all large forts but Stuttgart, which for some reason defied Turenne 2 times.
Strong austrian counterattacks failed and led to widespred routs, costing the lifes of thousands and thousands of Austrians. The both intense and passionate battles went on as did the advance eastwards, though it had by now slowed down considerably. Still, 8 austrian provinces were occupied by France after 1 year had passed and when in the
Battle Of Würzburg the main force of the austrian army, 120.000 strong, was defeated so completely that it disintegrated and surrendered, the war seemed over. Turenne was ordered to return to Strassbourg, where he dug in and waited for the desired colonies to be taken. Conquering these proved to be somewhat more difficult, however, than initialy expected. The austrian defense was dogged and tough and, worse, the attrition in these tropical lands was so high that combined with a guerillia-kind of austrian defense they made a complete aquisition of the desired areas most difficult. This was so even after the austrian fleet, consisting of 25 warships was sunk. Still, as Austria was clearly beaten in Europe the Archduke was subsequently approached and urged to surrender the said colonies and thus end the war. Stubbornly, Ferdinand refused to even negotiate this matter, which perplexed Luis XIII, seeing as the war had damaged Austria´s wealth quite a bit while it had not dented the french income in any serious way. An austrian counteroffensive also forced Turenne and his men to redeploy into Austria and fight back the Longnoses yet again. Several massive battles ensued and, tragicaly, Vicomte Turenne was struck by a stray bullet while leading his men over the Rhine - the grand Fieldmarshal died, albeit heroically, before his time...
After Turenne´s death it was decided by the french high command that finding an end to this was now absolutely imperative. Hence, peace was offered for Solingen, Nassau and Darmstadt. Austria refused numerous offers at the start, again severly hurting itself through loss of stability. Finaly - oh joy - Ferdinand accepted and a long and bloody war, which had cost almost 600.000 austrian and 350.000 french soldiers their lifes, came to an end...
Peace was brief, sadly, as Venice now declared war, hotly angered by what they perceived as a breach of a gentleman´s agreement. The Doge´s plan seemed to be to land in
Sable D´Ollones with 120.000 soldiers and open up a front there while 400 venetian warships blockaded the Atlantic. In a cunning nightraid the french africa-fleet managed to break through this blockade, however, and united with the mainfleet stationed in Sable D´Ollones. With 430 warships, commanded by Admiral Maile Breze (3:4:4), opening fire with a deafening roar the venetian fleet suffered many casualities in the first day of fighting. Countless venetian ships sustained broadsides and went down with all hands or exploded when their magazines caught fire. In disaray the Doge´s fleet now retreated along the spanish coast but it was pounded again and again by Admiral Maile Breze´s frigates. Ambush followed ambush and from one horizon to the other the night was illuminated by blazing venetian ships, abandoned by their terrified crews. Finaly, after losing about 120 warships the venetian fleet managed to slip through gibraltar and into safer waters. A. Maile Breze abandoned pursuit and sailed back to France. Meanwhile, the entire venetian expeditionforce, 120.000 men, had been heavily defeated and had consequently surrendered.
All in all there had been a lot of glory yet exactly because of this most gruesome slaughther France had now become all too weary of all these merciless wars and desired nothing more than peace...
Deflation please.