Draldi Lord Lilgiuotus Uldaldiu was finished praying he was a man in his early 20’s wearing the traditional boyar clothes and very zealous and ambitious. While he took a bite of the ceremonial bread he was approached by Field Marshal Nurvul approached him “My lord the situation in Iraq is unstable the government has little power and ISIS is seizing more of the country it is our opportune moment to strike….Unless you want terrorists breathing down your neck.”
“Of course not we must destroy the mujahedeen at any cost or in our case gain, all that oil will make my fortune we’ll do this N...”
“OK settle down sir you do realise that you need the go ahead from his Grand Majesty” Nurvul said trying to reason him into not doing anything stupid.
“Ok Marshal I’ll ask his permission to do this…and I’ll let him know I want to breathe as well” Uldaldiu replied sulkily.
“Little shit I wish his dad was still here so we can both kick his head in” Nurvul whittered under his breath.
The Grand Palace, Shadforad, Bolrieg later that day
High King Hegrod IX was leaving the throne room for the night when Lord Chamberlain Alberti Yaszeld rushed up to him “Your Grand Majesty the Draldi of the Tusmania province has requested your permission to invade Iraq”
“Yes Lord Chamberlain, however I’ll be invading the land myself it’s about time they paid for what they did to us, not to mention all that oil to go around, we will declare war on the Iraqis”
The Lord Chamberlain went to pass on the Monarchs ruling to his generals.
The invasion of Iraq went underway by first bombing the town of Duhok which was completely destroyed and then left to be consumed by the desert as well as many government and rebel strongholds were bombed with mustard gas and laser guided missiles.
Within 15 days the Iraqi army completely disintegrated and Bolriegian troops marched into Baghdad and immediately 6000 people were hacked to death with axes, many of the women were raped while their families were forced to watch and then they were disemboweled and half the buildings were mortared into the ground all while the Bolriegian anthem was played. Colvudor Fantom Nalstred leader of the dreaded Opatseg was sent to oversee the newest addition to the Empire the occupation has begun “People of the Irugiop province we are now your masters, you will swear loyalty to me and the Karlolov family your new faith will be Garglarg Catholicism comply we will treat you fair, reject us and the reprisals will be harsh” His greeting had sparked tears among the populace as their sovereignty was stripped away as the flag of Bolrieg was raised as a replacement to the Iraqi flag.
Meanwhile terrorist organisations plan on beating back the occupiers.
(This will be diplomatic for now, war will come later. For now you can commend, condemn and send small units to help out either the terrorists or the occupiers.)
