The Apolyton Empire: Game

[Easthaven I]

September 1401

Field Marshall Easthaven begins plans to organize a military intelligence unit made up of his wolf soldiers, it will complete once he's done with York.


*secret*

Field Marshall Easthaven creates a team of Wolf soldiers to lead an investigation and search for Colonel Cognac behind enemy lines. They have set out on their journey posing as englishmen, and how perfectly they've succeeded in disguising themselves. Easthaven has told no one but the small team he created.

[mmtt]

The 3rd Apolytonian Army was now ready. Reports from Vodka were good and the huge offensive to take Warwick was launched.

The 1st Corps, had cross the river and took back former Apolytonian position. Artillery barrage was very effective and protected the advance of musket regiments.
The 34ft FRR outflanked English batteries and opened fire on retreating English troops. Some of them used the captured cannons. Enemy losses were very high and only a few of them could escape the pocket.

But it was part of Thunderfire plan. While the 1st Corps attack, five FRR had sneaked by and were waiting the 2nd and 3rd Corps main attack.
English were surprised to see along a hedge hundred of Apolytonian fox riders with some light cannons. They tried to run away before being noticed but the red uniform could be seen from far away. In a matter of minutes, a company was charging them.

Meanwhile, most of Thunderfire's cannons opened fire on English position.
His hidden batteries were devastating. A lot of them were among trees and couldn't be seen. They had been brought there during nights before attack.

Iroquois Expeditonnary Corps marched forwad, leaving the forest they advanced as Apolytonian gunners were blowing every moving English soldier high sky.

Thunderfire looked at the scene from a hill. He finally was back on the battlefield. All was moving perfectly. Army, corps, regiments or battalions were moving like chess pawns. Soon enough, the English would be mated.

Down hill were massed, the elite of the elite, the knight regiments. The knights were impetuous. Their leaders had difficulties keeping coordination. Every noble young man wanted to prove himself, to be the hero. Thunderfire perfectly knew it.

He looked once again at English positions. From the east, his left flank, were coming reinforcements from Banbury. English generals had also weakened their own left flanks, where the fox riders were hidden. That was the perfect moment.
-Unleash the nine hells! May God forgive them for their stupidity!
-Sir yes Sir!

A woodshed was set onfire. As soon as flames reached the sky, cheers came from the Fox Riders. They shot and then charge, swords forward.
Knight regiments rode to Banbury, one of the last bridge standing unhit, behind the forest while English musket regiments were leaving it.
Longbow regiments opened fire at shortrange.
Iroquois Corps brought barks and crossed the river...

(to be continued and edited)

[Easthaven I]

It was a full moon again, and sunrise was but an hour away. His men were ready, the cannons remained firing throughout the night.

Then one of Easthaven's scouts came riding into camp.

"Sire, sire...the english are mounting a counter-attack on our right flank sir, men from russia are within their ranks."

Field Marshall Easthaven quickly mounted his horse and prepared for battle once more.

"Good job rider, this could have crushed us were we to launch an attack without securing our flanks. Go keep an eye on them."

Then another scout came.

"Lord, enemy troops are massing at the gates of York, it seems they are going to attack."

The situation started to become urgent.

"Ok, carry on with your scouting, inform me of anymore changes."

"yes sire." off went the other scout.

He leaned forward on his horse to speak to his officer circle.

"Ok men, I want triple ranks of musketmen defending our right flank. and triple ranks defending our front. I want three groups of Fox regiments for each front. When the enemy fires their volleys our ranks will fire ours at the exact same time, so when both sides are reloading we send in our Fox Riders, two will go around the enemy and join up behind, surrounding the enemy on all sides keeping them contained, than the third group of Fox riders will charge the enemy-filled pocket and then two of the three ranks of musketmen will also charge, leaving the third rank to seal the pocket of each front. We're ending this, no retreats for the enemy. Now go do as I say, good luck."

The commanding officers left in all directions to get the plans in order. Then Easthaven turned to his Commander of artillery.

"Colonel, I want your cannons to split, one group for the right flank and one for the frontal. Establish a point on the field that the enemy will march through before they reach our lines, understand? Then you wait until the enemy gets closer and closer then you launch your barrages with their full might into that one section that was already established, maximum casualties should be the result. Exactly when the enemy is in the spot that you designated your cannons for begin firing. Understand, Colonel?"

"Yes sire."

"Also, stop firing the cannons now, make them think we ran out of ammo."

"Yes sire. I understand what you mean. Good move, I'll get right to it." The somewhat chubby fellow gave his crisp salute and left to do as he was ordered.

The battle was near, and the fighting that will take place shall determine the probable victor of the Battle of York.

[Sheep]

SRA

occ: Don't have a lot of time, but I am posting something.

The council of the SRA, headed by the Liberator and President in exile Liam Sheep, has released through German sources, that he had nothing to do with the traitor's ApepII's death.

Although we did not love this traitor it was not us. For we proclaim what we do, and do not lie about what we do not.

To Mellian: (secret) It has come to our attention that secretly you are involoved in a republican movement. I will assist this movement and will let you retain you post when, the SRA army strikes Apolyton, and removes the traitor Moderator, with the SRA government.

[civman2000]

OOC: Sheep, Apep didn't die, this is what happened: Knives are thrown at Apep three times. The third time hits, but it only makes a minor injury in his shoulder. The next day, the assassin is found dead with some grain, and Apep sees the writing on the knife that hit hit in the shoulder.

[Giovanni Wine]

Originally posted by Mellian
OOC: Giovanni. bombarbed COventry without trouble from the English navy, who should be defending their coast?

No... when I'll edit my post you'll see of my naval battle.

Saluti

[Easthaven I]

Battle Of York

'Sire, they're on the move."

NCC armies were positioned and ready, their defensive positions seemed unpenetrable. They stopped firing their cannons hours ago making the english think they were either low or out of ammo. Easthaven also ordered the Fox regiments to stay behind the ranks to give a feel that they were low on Fox Riders as well.

Field Marshall Easthaven was on the small hill overlooking both the front and the right flank. He saw the english begin marching forward from the gates of York, musket infantry in the middle with knights for support on their flanks. He also saw the Anglo-Russo army doing in likewise fashion. Both were grand armies and would be difficult to contend with.

The enemy was marching closer and closer while the Apolytonians stood as still as a rock.

Closer...and closer...they marched...

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Colonel Famose Strauter, Commander of artillery was also witnessing the events from his position on the hill.

"Closer...closer...almost there." He whispered under his breath, he knew exactly where they had to be. Each cannon group were split in 3 ranks, the first rank fires and reloads, the second rank fires and reloads the third rank fires and reloads then the first rank will be ready to fire again so on and so forth.

Both enemy armies were practically moving in unison as if they had rehearsed it, very organized opponents, but in this situation it would hurt them for both cannon groups could fire simultaneously catching both armies by surprise.

Closer...closer...only about 10 more yards......

.........

"FIRE!"

Simultaneously hundreds of cannons fired releasing an enormous thunder-like sound that could be heard from hundreds of miles away. The shots were hitting the exact spot they were intended to hit, fortunately the enemy was also in those spots. Dozens were being ripped apart, quickly turning into hundreds. The english armies were caught totally off gaurd at the powerful cannon lightning strikes. And they wouldn't stop firing, there was no break in between barrages it was one after another.

Horses were throwing their knights off, musketmen were losing their heads and legs, the commanders were losing control.

The enemy army from the gates of York sounded a retreat.

"Noo! Fox Riders! Charge!! Do not let them escape back into the city! Go now, surround them!" Easthaven yelled as he was watching the mutilation of his enemy.

The Fox Riders were released...they raced forward, the two designated groups of Fox Riders raced on each side of the routed army and joined up cutting the enemy off from the city. They then took their muskets and fired well aimed shots at individuals. The enemy stopped not knowing what to do; they were inside a ring of Fox Riders.

Then the third Fox Rider group charged the enemy, firing their shots as they got in range then pulling out their swords. The two ranks of Musketmen followed with reloaded muskets. The third musket rank marched forward to seal the ring once the charging Apolytonians were inside.

Field Marshall Easthaven watched patiently, seeing his plan unfold. The enemy were routed and confused, while his forces were focused and determined. Then he saw the 3rd Fox Rider group clash into the enemy, then he saw the two musket ranks enmesh themselves as well into the fighting ring. Lastly, he saw the 3rd musket rank seal the huge circle as the Apolytonians and Anglos fought inside.

Easthaven was itching to enter the fighting but he had to wait for the right flank to settle.

The right flank enemy army was not so easily routed. They were being mutilated by the cannons but they continued marching. Finally the Fox Riders were released.

The right Fox Rider group was halted by Russian Knights charging a group of them but the Fox Riders improvised and just expanded the circle with other Riders. The two Fox groups successfully closed the pocket, the third Fox rider group charged the enemy followed by the two musket ranks followed by the sealing 3rd musket rank.

This front was more unstable, the enemy would try to charge into the Fox riders of the ring but they were barely repelled.

"Colonel! Call up the first Fox Rider reserves and the first medieval infantry reserves, send them into the right flank ring!"

"Yes my lord!"

The Fox rider reserve charged, the 3rd musket rank opened a gap in the ring to let the Fox riders in who were quickly followed by the medieval infantry reserve group, the gap was quickly closed. This substantially helped the situation.

The Fox riders of the ring would take well aimed snipe shots at the russians and english which demoralized the enemy making them desperate, paranoid and afraid. they began to get routed quickly.

"Colonel, send in another medieval reserve group."

"Yes sire, it looks like the more stonger willed enemy army is going to fall more quickly."

The medieval infantry reserve group was sent in.

The enemy numbers were dwindling, they made one last effort to strike out of the ring. They almost succeeded but forces from within the circle surrounded them and killed them all.

Finally, a commander from within the enemy forces yelled out for surrender, he blew his horn.

"Surrender! It is lost! Let not more lives be lost in vain!"

The enemy slowly held up their swords by the blades and one by one they dropped them. They were herded into a group and led behind Apolyton lines where a makeshift corral was created. Musketmen surround it with their weapons aimed towards the prisoners.

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"Ok, hold our right flank secured in case they have any more suprises. Send the 1st and 2nd Fox Rider groups of the right flank to reinforce the York Front."

"Yes sire, where are you going?"

"To battle."

Field Marshall Easthaven launched his horse forward towards the battlefield like a kid itching to do something who was finally allowed to.

The musketmen quickly opened a little gap to allow their leader in.

General Easthaven swiftly flew through the gap, sword held high.

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A knight was fighting a swordsman when he heard a loud cry,- "APOLYTON!"- He turned around to see the bloodfilled eyes of Field Marshall Easthaven just before the General's sword sliced through his neck, separating his head from his body...forever placing him in darkness...

[Apep]

October 1401 (?)
Apep I was fresh out of ideas, there was no way to get at the government. The Moderator had been poisoned about two weeks ago but the poison hadn't taken any effect.
Then there was the skin eating disease, apparently this was only contagious after the victim had died. He knew the palace had its own reservoir and he didn't think it would be too hard to find someway to get in.

* * *
Apep II had quickly discovered that the war with England was a very costly measure, what was more difficult was explaining this to the Moderator, after all they couldn't allow England to turn around and attack them.
Sheep's letter about his non-involvement in this plot was Melian said, reassuring because apparently it meant that Sheep had no spies in the country, or at least in the capital.
He was unsure as to why Sheep refered to him as a traitor.

[Jack_www]

To Field Marshall Easthaven(secret):
I am glad to see that York is almost in your hands. I know that the orders I gave to you may have seen bad or not very though out. The General Washington has had much experience with fighting the English and has one many battles against there armies. He knows their weaknesses, thus use him and his men wisely, as I think they will help you as you futher advance. If you continue on, the English will be figthing on three fronts. That means as you advance futher into England they will be able to send less and less reinforcements. By the time you recieve this message, General Washington should be there with his men.

[civman2000]

October 20th, 1401
To the Military: I would like an update on the war. I intend to let you run the war as you wish, but i from now on i want an update from someone every two months.

OOC: [shameless plug]Vote in this poll![/shameless plug]

[Jack_www]

Originally posted by civman2000
October 20th, 1401
To the Military: I would like an update on the war. I intend to let you run the war as you wish, but i from now on i want an update from someone every two months.

To Moderator(secret):
Once I get reports from the Field Marshalls as to our dead and wounded I will compile a report and send it to you right away. I also ask you keep most of the report secret. Parts that would not hurt the war effort I would say we can release.

[Easthaven I]

Battle of York (outcome of EU counterattacks)

"Ahhhh, die you infidel!"

CRACK

Easthaven's breast armor dented and cracked as he was struck by a battle axe. He fell to the ground with a loud thud. He couldn't breathe.

The bearded russian swung his axe in the intention of chopping the General's head off. But speed once again saved Easthaven, he spun to his right avoiding the axe by mere tenths of a second. Another strike came and this time he rolled to his left, again avoiding death. He spotted a daggar attached to the man's ankle, he quickly grabbed it and thrusted it upwards into the man's groin before he could initiate another swing. The Russian howled in pain. Easthaven quickly got up and punched the big man in the throat causing him to choke and fall. The General beheaded him with his own battle axe.

He threw the axe aside and picked up his sword that he dropped when he was struck. He then took off his damaged armor and threw it aside as well.

"AHHHH!" an english swordsmen charged the General full speed with a sword in each hand. Easthaven ducked the man's sword strike and sidestepped his tackle bringing his longsword upon the man's back.

Another soldier came from behind and Easthaven thrusted his sword at him but it was deflected. The Anglo swung at him, Easthaven brought his sword up to block and once he did he elbowed the man in the face, breaking his nose. Blood squirted everywhere, the man lost focus which gave Easthaven enough time to thrust his sword into the man's gut, slicing through vital organs. The man collapsed in pain.

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Field Marshall Easthaven was running out of men to fight. He looked around and all he saw were battle-hardened Apolytonians. The clash of metal began to fade away and soon it was all quiet except for the heavy breathing of warriors.

Easthaven looked around still being high on adrenaline. But no enemy, live one anyways, was in sight. He was covered in blood and he began to smell the rancid gruesome smell of tens of thousands upon tens of thousands of mutilated corpses. Dead bodies were everywhere sprawled in inhuman positions. Some soldiers' intestines were hanging out while others simply didn't have a head. Limbs were here and there, forever lost to its origin. There were a few fires burning here and there and as Easthaven looked beyond the flames he saw the ring of Fox Riders waiting patiently, witnessing the whole battle.

The exhaustion finally came, Easthaven spotted his horse 40 or so yards away. He ran to it and was surprised to see his horse standing on the head of an english knight. Somewhat amused, he mounted his horse and began walking through the battlefield heading back to camp.

"Get as many weapons you can from the dead, musketballs, muskets, swords, armor, anything you can get. Then head back to camp and resume your defensive positions. If you are wounded report to the medical tent, if you are tired then rest because you will need it. And if you are itching for more violence...as I'm sure you all are as am I...well...you're just going to have to wait...but don't worry, you shall not have to wait long... we take the city at dawn." He galloped on and came across an officer.

"Captain, inform all the officers that I want reports on all of our casualties and our enemy's casualties if you can. How many wounded, dead, missing...and how many are still capable."

"Yes my lord."

Easthaven slowly marched his horse back to camp, pondering the events of that day and how it could effect the war to come. One thing was for sure, he was very proud the way his men performed that day...

[Easthaven I]

October 28th 1401

To Field Marshal Jack(secret):
These are estimates of the Battle for York. The first engagement for the outer city wall was the toughest.

We attacked with 202,000 men.
82,000 Fox Riders
100,000 Musketmen
20,000 Medieval infantry
400 cannons

The enemy had approximately 270,000 men, we think. It was a major victory for us but we suffered lots of casualties.

20,000 Fox Rider casualties. (Either dead or wounded, we haven't gotten those figures down yet. Out of action.)
50,000 Musketmen casualties.
10,000 medieval infantry casualties.

The enemy lost nearly 140,000 men, as you can see that is nearly a 2 to 1 kill ratio and we were highly outnumbered, we have great troops, Commander.

The second engagement was an English counter attack, an attempt to wipe us out. It failed of course. We were lucky. However, russian reinforcements arrived, we estimate nearly 30,000 to 40,000+ men reinforcements. Both enemy armies numbered from 60,000 to 68,000 men.
Anyways, I left 1,000 medieval infantry to gaurd the camp while I split our forces in two. The Front(the conflict outside York inner walls), our forces numbered 59,000 men; - 25,000 musketmen, 4,000 Medieval infantry and 30,000 Fox Riders. 200 cannons for artillery.
The Right Flank(our right flank), our forces numbered 62,000 men; - 25,000 musketmen, 3,000 medieval infantry and 30,000 Fox Riders with 2,000 medieval infanry in reserve and 2,000 Fox Riders in reserve. 200 cannons also for artillery.

The Right Flank ended first, we captured about 14,000 enemy soldiers, the rest were killed. We had losses of about 10,000.

The Front took longer, we captured no soldiers because we killed them all. Losses equalled 12,000 men, we estimate.

So in conclusion we are about to take the city, we now outnumber them because most of their forces have been annihilated. Our forces now equal about 100,000 or so men. A few thousand are estimated to return to duty, these are the wounded of course not the dead. We might reach 110,000 or so men.

This has been a costly battle but the English were dealt the more horrible end.

I must inform you that they expected us, we did not have one ounce of surprise, they waited for our attack of York for days. But we have destroyed an entire army of over 300,000 men, of course in return we lost half of our army. We had luck and God on our side General, and we also have the best soldiers of world fighting for us. So, we will take the city as you wanted but it did cost 100,000 Apolytonians. Casualties is what I always felt guilty about in every battle I've ever been. But we will succeed Commander, I know it.

By the way, I got a messenger from General Washington, he will arrive at York in about two days he said, we will have the city firmly in our hands by then and the 100,000 men he's bringing will help us tremendously.

-Field Marshall Easthaven, General of the Army, Commander of Apolytonian Forces in The Monkey.

[Jack_www]

Re: October 28th 1401

Originally posted by Easthaven I


By the way, I got a messenger from General Washington, he will arrive at York in about two days he said, we will have the city firmly in our hands by then and the 100,000 men he's bringing will help us tremendously.

-Field Marshall Easthaven, General of the Army, Commander of Apolytonian Forces in The Monkey.

To Feild Marshall Easthaven, he is sending 200,000 men to you. After he arrives he will take over guarding the city and you and your men can rest. I will try to find replacements for your men, so that when you attack again you will be at full strength. THe battle would have come sooner or latter, and but I feel by taking the city now we have saved more lives then would have been lost.

[foolish_icarus]

Latentus wasn’t sure whether his recent tour of some of the major parts of Apolyton would end up being more advantageous or more dangerous to him in the long run. Even though that kidnapping attempt had frightened him (who knew what those hooligans would have done if Latentus hadn’t happened to be talking with that ex-soldier when they struck), in a way he was glad that it had been tried by inferior operatives first, alerting him of the danger, rather than people who could successfully do the job. Now that he was aware of how vulnerable he really was he had taken certain precautions. Latentus knew that his sweeping denunciations of the aristocratic landowners who wouldn’t even invest in anything had earned him some animosity, though he had no idea whether or not one of them had sponsored the attempted kidnapping or if it was just some thieves looking for a ransom. His lack of certainty didn’t prevent him form playing it to the masses, however. Indeed: if anyone had been intending to hurt him politically their plan had backfired. Even though he certainly wasn’t as popular as those generals in the English campaign, at least he now had some recognition, which never hurts in the political world. Usefully for him, he had been raised, in the eyes of the commoners, from one of the many nameless administrators to someone that at least appeared to be interested in their plight. As for the muddy recollections that he was, in fact, an ex-civilian himself, it only served to raise the appeal in the common eye. As much as Latentus simultaneously loved and hated these uncouth peasants that he himself had so recently come from, he also knew that in the coming times they would be the only place he could find support and power. What had been a routine inspection had turned for him into a political campaign that sparked new ambition that, mixed with his discontent, had led to the formulation of grand plans. Oh yes. Grand plans that, eventually, everyone would know about.