AU502 – DAR4 Steam Power, part 1
Demigod level, AU Mod
It’s make or break time now. We can identify and acknowledge several strategic mistakes thus far, and while we have scrambled to catch up by making the most of trading our excess strategic and luxury resources, we are still substantially behind in techs and fielding an offensive military that is technologically slightly inferior to its defending foe (after defensive bonuses). That said, we need to be single-minded and disciplined in our pursuit of the Iroquois territories, and then quickly turn our fierce gaze towards Sumeria and her Wonders. Oh, and let’s have some fun in there somewhere too, but Brennus’ scribe should take care of that!
To the play:
510AD: Several civs start work on JS Bach, meaning our MT strategy has failed already. “The sound of clashing swords and my enemy’s agonizing death-screams is all the music my ears need to hear”, snaps Brennus as he watches the blood-sacrifice of the Wig-Wam prisoners from the hard-fought battle of Allegheny, and the distribution of their womenfolk to his lusty warriors. Whispering to his adjutant he adds “Just make sure Queen Boadicea doesn’t find out about this or I’ll be less of a man tomorrow”…..and he meant it literally! Ouch!
520AD: ”It’s all or nothing men”, Brennus tells his lieutenants. Leaving a small contingent in the exposed southern Dye town of Foxtrot, 16 MI with a few supporting Trebuchets move south into Iroquois lands, within striking distance of Niagara Falls.
530AD: Hiawatha’s MI launch a pre-emptive strike, killing 2 Celtic MI and wounding 3 others. Our lack of nearby Pikemen is another military planning blunder that is costing us in lives. Brennus launches a devastating attack, taking Niagara Falls with minimal losses and renaming it Bat Out of Hell. Brennus’ cunning linguists predict that “The Battle of Bat Out of Hell” is unlikely to appear in any mainstream history texts. Despite its serious and instructive nature, students will fall out of their chairs laughing. “Oh well”, says Brennus reflecting on his first glorious battle victory, “Heaven Can Wait. I may be All Revved Up with No Place to Go, but Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad”.
“Heck, who’s scripting this rubbish?” complains Brennus. ”Get me a new scribe!”
540AD: Brennus is very glad to have finally met the enchanting Theodora some years back. She promises to show him some of her more personal Inventions, in return for “Education-ing” her in his secret ways….woo-hoo! Oh s**t, here comes Queenie again!
Hiawatha agrees to see our envoy, but it is merely a tactical feint by crafty Brennus to see what techs he might give up in exchange for peace (incredibly, none!). Oh, our herald was later horribly tortured and then scalped by the Iroquois, but his brave martyrdom will be recognized by a footnote in Brennus’ biography, currently being compiled by Heroditus’ descendants. "Oh, and give the poor man’s family 3 loaves of bread, will you please?", Brennus generously commands.
Our advisors tell us that our military is strong compared to Hiawatha’s. This gives Brennus the confidence he needs to continue the war. Poor man suffers from a lack of self-esteem, so let’s go kick some more Wig-Wam a**e.
550AD: Cheeky Gilgamesh demands 23g and our territory map. Oh well, he can have the money….for now.
620AD: War continues, but painfully slowly, having consciously sacrificed the speedy GS for the more powerful MI, which are still only barely adequate against Hiawatha's new Musketmen. Brennus is training more men for his regiments. MT finally researched, and traded to Theodora for Chivalry – we are now close to the age of Knights and just need to secure a trade route for our island Horses. Then we traded MT, Spices and 11gpt to Germany for Gunpower. But wait, we have no Saltpeter. Ah, Hiawatha is hoarding some. Even more reason to annihilate his puny civilization!
Tonawanda captured and renamed Rubber Soul. Meanwhile, back in Bat Out of Hell, sporadic Iroquois raids lead to the emergence of the first Celtic war hero, who advises Brennus on the merits of Armies. The victorious Elite is honoured, dubbed a Knight of the Order of African Swallows, and somewhat dubiously renamed “Brave Sir Robin”.
640AD: Traded Iron and 34gpt to Sumeria for Banking and Chemistry. Traded Banking and 16gpt to Germany for Astronomy. Brennus’ new Army inflicts its first bloody defeat on a wounded Iroquois Knight, and Brennus celebrates by commencing the erection of the Heroic Epic monument in his capital.
670AD: Cattaraugus taken with our MI Army, but only just, and promptly renamed Cosmo’s Factory. Meanwhile, Brennus is in trouble at home again – Boadicea has Heard it Through the Grapevine about his rather close friendship with Theodora and now he’s in for it! “Oh dear, I hope she doesn’t raze London again” he bleats.
Brennus sends out the order for reinforcements from the homeland. Military units are thin on the ground in the occupied territories and some recuperation is needed.
The capture of Cattaraugus opened up the sea trade lanes and the first shipment of Horses has been received. Somehow they avoided the knacker’s yard and are now being used to train Celtic Knights. Brave Sir Robin will not be an instructor, since his knowledge of Horseback Riding extends only as far as making daft clopping noises with empty coconut shells.
700AD: Golden Age ends, amid much weeping and very loud blowing-of-noses. “Stop it!......silly person”, orders Brennus, as he retreats to the safety of his suspiciously clean cheese shop.
Brennus suddenly realizes the folly of his free-trading spirit, as his Monarchy is plunged into deficit spending, with no scientific research! Suddenly those new-fangled Bank-thingies are looking very interesting, and Brennus starts ordering his many workers back into Celtic cities to generate more commerce for the growing empire.
710AD: Brennus orders a halt to roadworks on the second western-isle Horse resource, fearing extortion from the powerful Gilgamesh.
Screenie: The world as we know it at 710AD. Military forces holed up in Cosmo's Factory awaiting reinforcements, further dragging out the Iroquois war:
Demigod level, AU Mod
It’s make or break time now. We can identify and acknowledge several strategic mistakes thus far, and while we have scrambled to catch up by making the most of trading our excess strategic and luxury resources, we are still substantially behind in techs and fielding an offensive military that is technologically slightly inferior to its defending foe (after defensive bonuses). That said, we need to be single-minded and disciplined in our pursuit of the Iroquois territories, and then quickly turn our fierce gaze towards Sumeria and her Wonders. Oh, and let’s have some fun in there somewhere too, but Brennus’ scribe should take care of that!
To the play:
510AD: Several civs start work on JS Bach, meaning our MT strategy has failed already. “The sound of clashing swords and my enemy’s agonizing death-screams is all the music my ears need to hear”, snaps Brennus as he watches the blood-sacrifice of the Wig-Wam prisoners from the hard-fought battle of Allegheny, and the distribution of their womenfolk to his lusty warriors. Whispering to his adjutant he adds “Just make sure Queen Boadicea doesn’t find out about this or I’ll be less of a man tomorrow”…..and he meant it literally! Ouch!
520AD: ”It’s all or nothing men”, Brennus tells his lieutenants. Leaving a small contingent in the exposed southern Dye town of Foxtrot, 16 MI with a few supporting Trebuchets move south into Iroquois lands, within striking distance of Niagara Falls.
530AD: Hiawatha’s MI launch a pre-emptive strike, killing 2 Celtic MI and wounding 3 others. Our lack of nearby Pikemen is another military planning blunder that is costing us in lives. Brennus launches a devastating attack, taking Niagara Falls with minimal losses and renaming it Bat Out of Hell. Brennus’ cunning linguists predict that “The Battle of Bat Out of Hell” is unlikely to appear in any mainstream history texts. Despite its serious and instructive nature, students will fall out of their chairs laughing. “Oh well”, says Brennus reflecting on his first glorious battle victory, “Heaven Can Wait. I may be All Revved Up with No Place to Go, but Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad”.
“Heck, who’s scripting this rubbish?” complains Brennus. ”Get me a new scribe!”
540AD: Brennus is very glad to have finally met the enchanting Theodora some years back. She promises to show him some of her more personal Inventions, in return for “Education-ing” her in his secret ways….woo-hoo! Oh s**t, here comes Queenie again!
Hiawatha agrees to see our envoy, but it is merely a tactical feint by crafty Brennus to see what techs he might give up in exchange for peace (incredibly, none!). Oh, our herald was later horribly tortured and then scalped by the Iroquois, but his brave martyrdom will be recognized by a footnote in Brennus’ biography, currently being compiled by Heroditus’ descendants. "Oh, and give the poor man’s family 3 loaves of bread, will you please?", Brennus generously commands.
Our advisors tell us that our military is strong compared to Hiawatha’s. This gives Brennus the confidence he needs to continue the war. Poor man suffers from a lack of self-esteem, so let’s go kick some more Wig-Wam a**e.
550AD: Cheeky Gilgamesh demands 23g and our territory map. Oh well, he can have the money….for now.
620AD: War continues, but painfully slowly, having consciously sacrificed the speedy GS for the more powerful MI, which are still only barely adequate against Hiawatha's new Musketmen. Brennus is training more men for his regiments. MT finally researched, and traded to Theodora for Chivalry – we are now close to the age of Knights and just need to secure a trade route for our island Horses. Then we traded MT, Spices and 11gpt to Germany for Gunpower. But wait, we have no Saltpeter. Ah, Hiawatha is hoarding some. Even more reason to annihilate his puny civilization!
Tonawanda captured and renamed Rubber Soul. Meanwhile, back in Bat Out of Hell, sporadic Iroquois raids lead to the emergence of the first Celtic war hero, who advises Brennus on the merits of Armies. The victorious Elite is honoured, dubbed a Knight of the Order of African Swallows, and somewhat dubiously renamed “Brave Sir Robin”.
640AD: Traded Iron and 34gpt to Sumeria for Banking and Chemistry. Traded Banking and 16gpt to Germany for Astronomy. Brennus’ new Army inflicts its first bloody defeat on a wounded Iroquois Knight, and Brennus celebrates by commencing the erection of the Heroic Epic monument in his capital.
670AD: Cattaraugus taken with our MI Army, but only just, and promptly renamed Cosmo’s Factory. Meanwhile, Brennus is in trouble at home again – Boadicea has Heard it Through the Grapevine about his rather close friendship with Theodora and now he’s in for it! “Oh dear, I hope she doesn’t raze London again” he bleats.
Brennus sends out the order for reinforcements from the homeland. Military units are thin on the ground in the occupied territories and some recuperation is needed.
The capture of Cattaraugus opened up the sea trade lanes and the first shipment of Horses has been received. Somehow they avoided the knacker’s yard and are now being used to train Celtic Knights. Brave Sir Robin will not be an instructor, since his knowledge of Horseback Riding extends only as far as making daft clopping noises with empty coconut shells.
700AD: Golden Age ends, amid much weeping and very loud blowing-of-noses. “Stop it!......silly person”, orders Brennus, as he retreats to the safety of his suspiciously clean cheese shop.
Brennus suddenly realizes the folly of his free-trading spirit, as his Monarchy is plunged into deficit spending, with no scientific research! Suddenly those new-fangled Bank-thingies are looking very interesting, and Brennus starts ordering his many workers back into Celtic cities to generate more commerce for the growing empire.
710AD: Brennus orders a halt to roadworks on the second western-isle Horse resource, fearing extortion from the powerful Gilgamesh.
Screenie: The world as we know it at 710AD. Military forces holed up in Cosmo's Factory awaiting reinforcements, further dragging out the Iroquois war:
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