Short update today, but it's still a few years... here it is!
1725:
New leader Lobkowitz appeared in the Morean Anti-Dwarf Guard (certain people will get this pun if they pronounce it). Stats: 2/3/2/2. I've got the plan for the next Turkish war: send Von Traun (4/3/4) to siege Smyrna and hold off invaders, while Lobkowitz, the better sieger will get our province. Maybe they'll offer it without even getting Smyrna occupied...
1726:
I'll fill in the blanks with a tech overview: Land 43, Brown Bess Musket (why? We have bayonets!) Naval 30, 24 lbs cannon, Trade 9, Pre-Capitalism, Infrastructure 7, I dunno how they say it in English so I won't try.
1728:
A French cart showed up in the Wiener Royal Palace. It carried some cargo-but what? All we know, it went straight to the emperor. The ambassador, a French one, started talking something that seemed to be German-ish with a strong French accent: "I've brought back loan, thanks for money."
"Well, your kind does seem honorable and trustworthy," Karl VI exclaimed jollily, but when the ambassador turned round and went out, he loudly exclaimed: "**** you Frenchmen!"
Loan repaid. We didn't need it, we have enough, pweez CB! Two more loans are given.
1729:
"DAMN!" This summed up Karl VI's mood and opinion. It turned out that a Bulgarian-Turkish traitor sneaked out of Sofia and went straight to Thrace, with a bayonet rifle, which was followed by him showing the bayonet's creation process to the Sultan. It was light consolation that he didn't show any more of the advanced technology the Austrian war machine researched. Of course, the bastard got a punishment as soon as he was found: he was deported along with the hopefully last wave of colonists to Ungava, containing the fledgling city of Neu Triest, with only a shirt, pants, shoes, and one week of food and drink. The locals started betting on what will kill him: Hunger/Dehydration, wild animals, natives or the cold winter. A smart guy won the whole sum of gold with the bet on "all of them": He froze and got dehydrated in winter, just as a bear ate him, but at the very moment, a native shot the bear, slicing up the Turk at the same time. The lucky winner was so happy, he gave some of the sum to the state.
Several events. The Turks researched Bayonets, hope you liked my story. Ungava's Neu Triest grew into a city, and I got the special event "Present to the State: +400D, great and rich families often contribute to the state to help improve it".
1730:
(I forgot to record the times so I'm gonna spare you the timeline) Everything was ready. Lobkowitz and Von Traun, each having about 25-30000 soldiers, with new recruits from Styria and nearby cities, stood at the walls of Constantinople almost after the declaration of war was handed in. Von Traun also advanced to Smyrna, to beat back the enemy... but the Turk was first. He beat back first Lobkowitz then Von Traun with 60000 soldiers. But suddenly they changed track and went for Polish Lugansk or wherever.
This was a welcome thing. The sieges were restarted, with a Styrian horde coming to replace losses, and Thrace already fell to heavy assault soon.
At this time the Moguls started pestering. They appeared first in Nouakchott (but this is nothing) and then at the N-Am colonies (the audience gasps and faints!!!!!!) and though the colonial guard beat them back for the first, they didn't succeed for the second and we could barely replace the losses. The French loan's repaid. At this moment Karl VI found an entry in the chronicle: "see 1728"
(Loan repaid-given again) The emperor's first thought was to dispose of him via a kitchen knife, but then found it so funny, that he just used the blunt end to whack the chronicle a mere 5 times only.
As for the war: Great news arrived at the court as Polish soldiers held, and in the treaty claimed Lugansk. But this also meant the load of Turks would come back... NOT! Only a petty force of 10000 could come to lift the siege of Smyrna, and none returned to tell the tale. With Smyrna and Thrace taken, the Sultan himself came to beg for peace, offering Constantinople in Thrace to the Austrians. The offer was accepted, and the Trade Center was instantly monopolised.
Short update today, but it's still a few years... here it is!
1725:
New leader Lobkowitz appeared in the Morean Anti-Dwarf Guard (certain people will get this pun if they pronounce it). Stats: 2/3/2/2. I've got the plan for the next Turkish war: send Von Traun (4/3/4) to siege Smyrna and hold off invaders, while Lobkowitz, the better sieger will get our province. Maybe they'll offer it without even getting Smyrna occupied...
1726:
I'll fill in the blanks with a tech overview: Land 43, Brown Bess Musket (why? We have bayonets!) Naval 30, 24 lbs cannon, Trade 9, Pre-Capitalism, Infrastructure 7, I dunno how they say it in English so I won't try.
1728:
A French cart showed up in the Wiener Royal Palace. It carried some cargo-but what? All we know, it went straight to the emperor. The ambassador, a French one, started talking something that seemed to be German-ish with a strong French accent: "I've brought back loan, thanks for money."
"Well, your kind does seem honorable and trustworthy," Karl VI exclaimed jollily, but when the ambassador turned round and went out, he loudly exclaimed: "**** you Frenchmen!"
Loan repaid. We didn't need it, we have enough, pweez CB! Two more loans are given.
1729:
"DAMN!" This summed up Karl VI's mood and opinion. It turned out that a Bulgarian-Turkish traitor sneaked out of Sofia and went straight to Thrace, with a bayonet rifle, which was followed by him showing the bayonet's creation process to the Sultan. It was light consolation that he didn't show any more of the advanced technology the Austrian war machine researched. Of course, the bastard got a punishment as soon as he was found: he was deported along with the hopefully last wave of colonists to Ungava, containing the fledgling city of Neu Triest, with only a shirt, pants, shoes, and one week of food and drink. The locals started betting on what will kill him: Hunger/Dehydration, wild animals, natives or the cold winter. A smart guy won the whole sum of gold with the bet on "all of them": He froze and got dehydrated in winter, just as a bear ate him, but at the very moment, a native shot the bear, slicing up the Turk at the same time. The lucky winner was so happy, he gave some of the sum to the state.
And here's the screenie. No Turkey in Balkans completed! Although we didn't get that mission.