Very very cool maps there , Mr. Woodhouse ! Great to see an update like this ! Well done !
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Excellent work beginning the conquest of India. I felt the trouble you were having at first and thought you presented it perfectly. No easy task, but well worth it for an Empire such as yours. Well done in the effort and writing.
May I ask how many provinces is Saxony off creating Germany and the likelihood of these being captured
Thanks for the maps!
Spain and Mecklenburg aren't as far behind as one might've expected. Here's hoping for your sake that Saxony doesn't get its hands on the latter's colonies.
Also - the Byzantines are even bigger than I thought, but is that Ming right to the east of it in Russia? Greeks and Chinamen fighting over the Volga. At least the Finns aren't involved...
Somehow I don't see Austria lasting long, given its geopolitical situation.
Spain and Mecklenburg aren't as far behind as one might've expected. Here's hoping for your sake that Saxony doesn't get its hands on the latter's colonies.
Also - the Byzantines are even bigger than I thought, but is that Ming right to the east of it in Russia? Greeks and Chinamen fighting over the Volga. At least the Finns aren't involved...
Somehow I don't see Austria lasting long, given its geopolitical situation.
coz1 - Thanks! Losing the seven thousand men was a real pain, but at least we got there in the end!
BBBD316 - Saxony needs Mecklemburg and Luneburg, so it may be a while yet before we see a unified Germany, unless Saxony really goes for it..
das - No probs! Yeah, multi front wars can be a pain in the arse to execute
That is Ming in the east, they really tick me off, I want a united Russia!
Might or might not, Austria has few friends, but its managed to survive just by being quiet, if it continues it might just carry on staying alive!
BBBD316 - Saxony needs Mecklemburg and Luneburg, so it may be a while yet before we see a unified Germany, unless Saxony really goes for it..
das - No probs! Yeah, multi front wars can be a pain in the arse to execute
That is Ming in the east, they really tick me off, I want a united Russia!
Might or might not, Austria has few friends, but its managed to survive just by being quiet, if it continues it might just carry on staying alive!
Aethis said:I hope Saxony and Spain dont ally and decide to squash British France!
Same here! But it would be an interesting test of British manpower!
Very impressive start in India especially in getting the stubborn AI to give you anything in a peace agreement. It follows naturally that you continue to expand in the sub continent.
Joe
Joe
Storey said:
It was, very tough to get a good warscore against India, I shall be expanding there as much as time and resources allow.
Update in a few mins!
"What makes a regiment of soldiers a more noble object of view than the same mass of mob? Their arms, their dresses, their banners, and the art and artificial symmetry of their position and movements."
-Lord Byron
An Empire of Faith, Part V
The Cast,
Captain DuPont, A Captain of the Colonial 1st Santee Regiment
Lieutenant Macleod, An Officer of the Colonial 1st Santee Regiment
Lord Louis Despenser, Viceroy of New England
The Iroquois War 1700-1701
Captain DuPont spurred his Charger up to the nearby ridge and pulled his battered looking glass from his golden Officers sash. The Frenchman scanned the horizon in a slow deliberate stroke. He saw nothing and pushed the Telescope together once again. DuPont took one last look across the forested hills of the Iroquois territory and wheeled his horse back towards his company. The horse dutifully followed its riders firm commands and galloped down towards the Black coated British troops. DuPont’s second rode ahead of the dark column of the 1st Santee Regiment and towards the Frenchman. Macleod stopped alongside the Captain and offered him a stiff open handed salute. DuPont casually returned his salute and gave a momentary smile.
“Nothing, absolutely nothing Lieutenant” DuPont murmured as he turned back the way he came.
Macleod found no words to speak, but only nodded his head, the Captain’s accent and elocution were undeniably first rate for a man born, raised and educated in Toulouse. Although Macleod ’s own accent was up to standard, it still retained a twinge of his native Scottish, Alexander had often wondered whether it was his accent or his less than Patrician birth. Aristocratic blood meant a lot in the British Empire, Macleod could only just afford his Ensignship many years ago. Thankfully, steady work in the Conversion of the frontier lands had afforded him his promotion to Lieutenant and his transfer to the 1st Santee Regiment, part of the largest army in the Viceroyalty of New England. Now, the unexpected war against the Huron had taken him from the warmth of the Woodhouse County to the chill of the Northern winter. Macleod rode alongside his French captain in silence, the drums and fife’s of the Regiment sounded out in contrast to gentle nature. It was an almost ominous feeling watching the British Blackcoats march forth, the harsh drilling forged them into a brilliant fighting unit, their battle was superb, even their marching was above standard. Each man looked to be identical, their Huntingdons held stiff against their shoulder, their blank faces stared forward, betraying no sign of fatigue or boredom, only a calm readiness for a battle that might ensue.
By the beginning of the 18th century, all but two of the great tribes of the New World had been subdued by the British and Spanish Empires. Only the Iroquois and Huron remained, though they had small contact with the Mecklenburger and Saxon colonies, they had escaped the total destruction that the other tribes had suffered. Britain’s colonial borders had now expanded enough that they were in direct contact with the Iroquois and Huron tribal territories. Britain was interminably unpopular with the remaining Native tribes and British delegates thought it often best to leave the Natives to their own business. But once again, Alliance ties would always change the way of things. Mecklenburg had given the Natives heavy defeats in the previous two wars and had expanded its own colonies at the expense of the Huron and Iroquois. The Native Americans hoped to take revenge, but Great Britain would intervene this time.
The Native Americans were not ready for war on Britain’s scale, a vast array of soldiers an arms were at the expense of Lord Louis Despenser, the Viceroy of New England. In contrast, the Natives having no allies, resorted to their traditional weapons of the Spear, the Axe and the wicker shield. The Black-coats took their reliable Huntingdon Muskets with them, the best the civilized world could offer, for the best soldiers Britain could offer. The British armies made two main thrusts, one towards the Great lakes Region, and the other to relieve the city of Delaware in the north and push on against the Iroquois there. The going was slow at first, Iroquois raiders attacked Delaware and the county of Conoy and the cities were left to defend with their own Militia until the Regular army could arrive to defeat the southern Iroquois. Meanwhile, the Northern thrust was in full swing and had already defeated the main Iroquois force at Seneca ridge. The Northern Iroquois army was utterly destroyed, leaving only the southern raiders able to put up a fight. The Northern settlements were, by European standards, undefended and the army quickly subdued the Iroquois villages. The raiders were defeated by January of 1701, and with all the natives subdued, Britain completed its annexation of the Iroquois territory on the 31st of January 1701.
“Mr Macleod! Get your men ready!” DuPont shouted out over the tread of British boots and the thunder of the nearby Iroquois’s warhorses. Macleod gave his usual stiff salute and rode off to join the 2nd company, Macleod’s horse Lothian tore across the wet hill and halted in front of the Blackcoats of the Santee Regiment, the Lieutenant glanced at his soldiers and then drew his Italian sabre from its scabbard.
“Men of the second! Prepare!”
The Blackcoats pulled the shot from their pouches and began to load their muskets, their soldiers were speedy and methodical, the training and drill reason enough for the British Armies past victories. The Iroquois cavalry drew closer at a trot as the Blackcoats rammed down their shot with Iron ramrods. Macleod and Lothian retired to the Flank of the thin line of British soldiers, behind the Lieutenant the Kings colours fluttered in the cold wet wind. The Blackoats had finished loading and now stood at the ready, their muskets held at the hip, pointed towards the oncoming Natives. The Iroquois were picking up speed now, Macleod was serene, years of training in the grounds of Lincoln had moulded him into an implacable British officer, instead, the Scotsman faced them with a casual distaste. The Iroquois moved closer, the British could hear their whooping war cries amongst the din of the warhorses hooves.
Macleod heard the distant order to fire from the nearby artillery unit, he gave his own order to withdraw to square, the Blackcoats assumed their position and firing positions, one rank kneeling, two standing ready to exchange places. Macleod stood in his place amongst the Standard bearer and drummers, all the while they played, the beat throbbing against his heart. The Iroquois still came on, thunderous artillery fire blasted the grasslands under the Natives, throwing redskins and horses into the air and killing indiscriminately. The Cannons bellowed like a storm, the drums, a pelting rain.
“Steady soldiers! Steady!”
The Natives came on, the Iroquois were not like the frontier natives of the west, they could be dispersed by a musket shot, the Iroquois were determined to reach the British lines. They were within firing range, some of the other Regiment’s squares had begun firing, thick volleys of lead balls struck out at the natives knocking some from horses and horses from under their riders. Some uncounted savages ran towards the British lines only to be faced by a wall of Bayonets. Macleod barked his order to fire and 2nd Company obeyed with murderous efficiency, the Iroquois fell as if confronted by an invisible wall and the field of battle was soon smothered with Iroquois dead, still they came on, penetrating the now thick fog of repeated musket fire. Macleod had been on a battlefield before, to him, once he had seen one, he had seen them all, the screams of the dying and the wounded, the cries for help over the crack of gunfire, the blood ridden warriors stumbling away from the islands of Blackcoats. And above it all Macleod could hear the drums, beating faster and louder, compelling the men to load their muskets. Few British soldiers were killed, but their loss stung Macleod nevertheless. His horse Lothian began to fret at the sounds of battle and the smell of blood. Macleod pulled at the reins with a firm hand and patted the mares neck.
The Iroquois attacked as best they could, but their charges were to no avail, the British squares stood strong against the onslaught while artillery threw havoc upon the disorganized Iroquois. But it was the Hussars that would deliver the killing blow to the Native forces, they came like a rising wave from behind 2nd Company, Macleod, for the first time today, allowed himself the respite of a smile, the British army was always cautious with its Cavalry wings, the 3rd Cumberland Hussars Regiment’s arrival signalled the end of the infantries battle with the Iroquois. The smoke began to clear as the firing died down and the Iroquois broke for the hills. The Artillery continued its bombardment as the Gold coated Hussars dashed towards the routing natives. The field of battle was clear for Macleod, the cavalry ran down the natives with terrifying speed. The battlefield surgeons moved between soldiers, and pulled the wounded from the field, the British dead were taken by their comrades to the nearby hill. Chaplains wandered the fields and assisted surgeons, some administered sombre last rites to the dying soldiers, attended by their brothers in arms.
DuPont rode through the light fog to Macleod, both offered their salutes, and stood in silence for a few scant moments.
“The field of glory is never a pretty sight hmm?” DuPont spoke first
“Aye, silly buggers the lot of them, sir” Macleod answered.
“Yes my friend, but it is a sight I am always glad to see” DuPont mused.
An orderly approached and offered the Officers each a glass of Port. DuPont drank sparingly, while Macleod sniffed at the wine before drinking deeply.
“And now orders Lieutenant, we must move by nightfall, this strip of land must be ours, we must capture it before those pesky Mecklenburgers arrive. The Viceroy himself has ordered it”
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I hope you like the new format, I'd like to take this style on full time, I find it a bit more enjoyable and more informative in a variety of settings. As you can guess I owe quite a bit of my inspiration to Canonized and his fantastic Timelines AAR, so thanks!
I like it very much. Just don't throw the history book style completely away, it's the most important bit still imho.
Just don't throw the history book style completely away, it's the most important bit still imho.
The new format is excellent. The writing adds more flavour to the AAR, always a plus.
I'm very honoured with the mention ! And this was a great step ; you've done it quite well , but I knew you had it in you this whole time ever since you did the little bonus for us back then ! Great to see you in action again !
Oh you remind me , actually , I recently just discovered the pleasures of being a Jacobite ! Har har .
Oh you remind me , actually , I recently just discovered the pleasures of being a Jacobite ! Har har .
Read through this entire AAR in one sitting... excellent! One question though... how did you import your CK game into EU3?
Nikolai - Thank you! Not to worry though, I won't be taking out the history book sections, I may even attempt to expand them in order to balance the two sections!
Trondheim - Excellent, I'll carry on with it!
Canonized - Thank you! And Jacobites eh?
BBBD316 - Thank you! I'm very glad you liked it!
General_BT - Thanks very much for joining us General! Unfortunately I don't possess an advance copy of the converter, I used MichaelM's scenario editor and notepad to convert the game over, it took a while but was definately worth it!
Excellent! I'll endeavor to update as often as I can, mixing the two styles, eventually I hope to "redux" the older chapters over time and bring out a sort of Directors cut.
Thanks again for reading!
E~P
Trondheim - Excellent, I'll carry on with it!
Canonized - Thank you! And Jacobites eh?
BBBD316 - Thank you! I'm very glad you liked it!
General_BT - Thanks very much for joining us General! Unfortunately I don't possess an advance copy of the converter, I used MichaelM's scenario editor and notepad to convert the game over, it took a while but was definately worth it!
Excellent! I'll endeavor to update as often as I can, mixing the two styles, eventually I hope to "redux" the older chapters over time and bring out a sort of Directors cut.
Thanks again for reading!
E~P
Excellent chapter, EP. I was going to stop by and just note that you had been handed the Character WritAAR of the Week for your wonderful portrayal of the Woodhouse Dynasty and this was before I saw the story element from above. Now that I have, I am even more pleased to see it passed on to you.
Congrats sir and enjoy the week!
Congrats sir and enjoy the week!