Diary Entry 22 February 1818
The nation is in a bad shape, we are strong, but we have to many enemies... The Ottomans and Nizny Novgorod are the worst of them. They want nothing more then us destroyed. The Russians aren't friendly to us, but they aren't strong enough due constant wars. The Byzantine empire is power hungry, and unpredictable. And Iraq is to weak, but they are still a strong power. To make I even worse, the Byzantines, Ottomans and Nizhny Novgorod just invaded us...
13 April 1818, Karabuk
I was with Oona in the military tent, planning our approach for the battle, which was going on at the moment. We weren't at the battle, since Oona worried to much about the Khan being killed... She will regret this. “I suggest we go over the left flank, by fortifying it with 3000 cavalry. From the center we will draw 1500 light infantry towards the bushes there, from their we strike at the enemy artillery.”, Oona said. “Yeah, good plan...”, I murmured, still angry because I wasn't allowed to fight. “Come on, don't be said all day because of missing one single fight...”, Oona laughed. There was nothing to do about it, for now... Even though I was Khan.
Three hours later we received a report, I opened it, while looking angry at Oona:
“We won the battle, and the Byzantines are done for the rest of the war.”
Simple, isn't? Well, it wasn't that simple... The Nizhny armies where closing in on Astrakhan, with nothing to stop them...
Diary entry 8 June 1818
We marched into Turkish territory at a huge speed. At Konya we defeated the Turkish armies yesterday. I am still not allowed to fight, sadly enough, although I understand Oona at some point. We are winning the war, but only slightly, and we lost to many men already...
Diary entry 8 July 1818
Finally! This war is over! We where forced to pay some ducats to get peace, but nothing that would hurt too much.
24 April 1819
Without Oona even knowing about it, I invaded Iraq with over half the army. I will go to battle again, and even she can't stop me. “Charge!” I screamed to my cavalry. We spotted an Iraqi army, and there was no one to stop me going to battle... That day we won the battle, killing over 20,000 Iraqi soldiers. “God damn Ganshukh!”, I heard behind me. That was Oona, who joined the battle in the end. I turned around to her : “hey darling, glad to see y...”. She slapped me right in the face. “How dare you, I was so worried...”, she said. In july of that year we would win the war, and all of Iraq was ours. With Oona everything was okay again, she allowed me to fight, but she would still fight near me, and I wasn't allowed to fight on the first line.
13 November 1819
I and Oona where riding towards Uralsk, a province that Nizhny Novgorod captured from us a few years ago. It is ours, not that from the Russian barbarians... And now, I was going to take it back. The Barbarians where at war with the Russians, and with the Finish. So it was time to strike. “Come on, faster!”, I commanded my army. “Don't worry, after this, I won't allow you to go to war again.”, Oona whispered inside my ear, while kissing me. “We will see that”, I laughed at her.
21 December, Uralsk
I was storming the castle with brutal force. The gate was already destroyed by our cannons, and now our cavalry was storming inside it, slaughtering every soldier on their way. I ordered my group of 20 to storm trough the gates. But when we where under it, hatches opened above us.. A hot, burning mass was falling upon us. I felt of my horse, while feeling a crushing pain... The last thing I knew was Oona screaming and trying to drag me away from the chaos... It was over, we won the war, but it was over... I would never go to war again...
and so it ended, I hope you guys enjoyed it!