Just off the Portuguese coast, their navy makes a paltry sortie. We sink one of their ships, and the other runs back into harbor.
At Lincoln, we’re having a little trouble subduing the British rabble. Equally matched forces are never fun against the British. They seem to always do so much better. Maybe always is an exaggeration. But it’s more often than in other countries. We lose the battle with tremendous casualties, and are forced to retreat for now.
A massive battle at Beira, in Portugal, kills 8,500 of the enemy. But we were somewhat overmatched, and so are forced to retreat. Our casualties are only 5,000 though.
But then our cavalry arrives, a few days later, and they crash into the flank of the tired Portuguese, who collapse.
Gen. Sommariva marches north in order to make further war upon the enemy at Lincoln. He’ll arrive in better stead, I trust.
Much of the northern coast of Brazil begins to fall to Milan. It’s been some time since the Portuguese have had adequate strength to defend those lands. For the most part, it’s only a matter of marching to the cities and assaulting them.
Lubeck comes closer to falling. This is the second assault, the first one having exhausted our attempt.
At Oxfordshire, a small, newly recruited British regiment falls to our attack almost as soon as it begins. The war-making ability of all of these powers we’re engaged with is pitiful. No one should have thought to start this war with these numbers as they are.
Portugal, of course, has been in war for so long her war exhaustion is worse than Milan, which is constantly at war!
The Muslims at Oran – one of the larger Algerian provinces – have seen the light, and converted to Christianity. We’re making substantial progress in North Africa. I’m not converting the Catholic regions (where Milan converted the populace before its own conversion to Protestantism), because we are not so opposed to another Christian faith than with regard to the Mohammedans.
One of our Florida cities converts, though, to Protestantism, voluntarily (from Catholicism).
At Bracanca and East Anglia, the weight of Imperial arms begins to tell, as well as the expertise of Imperial-trained troops. Our battles take more of the enemy, than of our own, which means that it will only be a matter of time before they fall.
On the subject of conversions, again, we’re surprised (almost startled!) to find the capital of the formerly Catholic Habsburg monarchy convert to Protestantism! We honestly believed it would be a cold day in… well, you know… when the Habsburgs actually made anything of their forced conversion to Protestantism. I can’t tell, for sure, whether this was a missionary who created this outcome (doubtful), or the simple process of the Protestant Reformation.
In Lubeck, we finally breach the city walls and they surrender. Very helpful. Let’s see if the British might be willing to part with this vassal of theirs.
However, while we occupy the rest of Portugual, we find stiff resistance at Porto in early July. Our forces there are dispersed enough that it’s hard to find sufficient heft to overwhelm the garrisons, and so we just sit, for the most part, and wait for the enemy to challenge us.
Gen. Luosi marches quickly northward in an attempt to relieve the beleaguered fighters at Porto. They cannot hold, though, and fall back. Luosi’s men arrived and begun to hard press the already tired Portuguese.
Brazil continues to fall to Milan. The war marches on – not a difficult fight, but tedious, as are they all.