First Great Sunalayan War (Sunalaya Only) IC

[United Soviet Jason Republic]

A Great War

June 7th, 1910

Capslandian colonies in Yaramaqui there was unrest. Locals, upset with taxes, poor living standards and lack of religious freedom rose up in arms against their colonial overlord. The Royal Yara Shipping Company (RYSC) extorts the populace in order to get good deals on Yaramaqui goods. Due to this a local rebellion the locals attack the colonial governors residence, burning it to the ground and killing him. In their fit of anger and defiance the rebels moved to destroy RYSC assets in the region, sinking several ships, burning housewares and workers . The Capslandian government has sent an ultimatum to Yaramaqui/Yosun demanding compensation for the lost goods. The reject of this demands leads Capsland to declare war on Yaramaqui/Yosun.

And this the first domino fell

Jamestown, The United Soviets of the Jason Republic

The clicking of boots could be heard as the group of military men came down the passage. The marble hall was adorned with flags of the great revolution. Red banners, trimmed in gold tread hung from the ceiling. At the head of the room another man, dressed in a military uniform, was sitting at a table. He sat at attention, looking at the two approaching officers. With a sereis of extra loud clicks the two walking men came to a stop in front of the table.They saluted. "Dictator-General Ejsik Weiss, I hope you slept well. Here is the news from the Journal!" one of the men said, giving the Ejsik the newspaper. The head line was clear with the message.

Yaramaqui Nationalists Sink Capslandian Ships
The Royal Yara Shipping Company Looses Millions

The Dictator continued to read the highlights. An ultimatum was sent. The Dictator smiled.
"Comrades, sit. We drink to the death of capitalism!" he said, pouring tea for the other two men. "Please, sit. I want the hands to give me reports on this matter. This is what money does, it brings war. Now we must watch. How are the workers today?"
This was the Dictator's famous line. He was elected from the soviet to do one thing: care for the masses. In the recent years massive reform programs were put in place to repair the damage of the Revolution and improve lifestyles. Yet more had to be done.
"We project that employment will continue to drop and we have the board of wages on the matter of starting to put in place greater wage increases for the rising amount of goods being produced, sir," the silent man spoke. He took a sip of tea. "The new Mit'a cycle starts in a week, as we know. We will have the list of duties for you soon." The man put down the tea. The Dictator smiled. "Please, let us eat to the death of capitalism!"

[Rezua]

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[Lindenholt]

Lindenholt had been a world superpower since the end of the 1840 wars against Rhodevus. 40 years later Lindenholt and other western nations colonized the continent of Sunafrica. And long before that Lindenholt established a presence in Yaramaqui, Tamaraburg captured by Kreugelen in the 15 hundreds as a trade post with the orient, and the Lindian Indies were colonized during the 17th and 18th century which provided the country with spices and other luxury goods.

But before Lindenholt was a trading empire it fought for its independence. Capsland, one of the biggest contributors to Lindian Independence, became a friend. The alliance that began in the 1500's lasted throughout the ages until what would be known as the First Sunalayan Great War. And even after that the countries would remain allies.

[Capsland]

Capdon, Empire of Capsland
The Parliament was in utter chaos. The politicians bickering on whether war was the right choice, whether it'd be a waste of men and resources. The news of Yosun rejecting the ultimatum was a shock to Capsland, surely the influence and territory that Capsland and her allies exerted in the region was enough for Yosun to comply. But no. This was the last straw, the last line, Capsland was to use force no matter what. The Prime Representative and the Emperor both walked into the parliament building, into the chamber. The room fell silent, the Emperor walked up to a podium overlooking the politicians with the PR by his side.
"Politicians of Capsland. Sovereign territory was breached a few days ago. The governor of the RYSC territory in Yosun had been dastardly and suddenly murdered. Not only that, but valuable shipments destined for Capsland and her allies were destroyed. By whom? Yosun. In response we sent an ultimatum, reasonable and fair. They rejected. Me, PR Arnold Swarf and the Territorial Parliament have all decided that the only way to gain our rightful compensation is to use military action. As we speak, the Imperial Capslandian Navy is sending thousands of troops to engage Yosun on the battlefield. Capsland will get what she deserves or so help me God." The Emperor stood down from the podium, the dark bitter tone in his voice sent shivers down the politicians backs. The room was still full of silence. PR Arnold Swarf whispered to a messenger beside him.
"Send the declaration of war to Yosun"
"Yes sir"
The messenger walked out of the room with the PR taking the stand on the podium.
"I think it's prime time to alert the populace of this war. For now, this parliament session is dismissed"
The politicians got out of their seats and walked out to their homes.

To the Leaders of Yosun
From the Capslandian War Department
We have obtained your rejection of the ultimatum proposed by Capsland. The terms stated that upon rejection, hostilities shall commence between our nations. Your rejection has left us no choice but to follow up with these terms. Consider this as a formal declaration of war between Yosun and Capsland.
Signed, Sir Godfrey Hamiliton, Minister for Foreign Affairs

[Zenuha]

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[Rezua]

Royal Palace

The white marble pillars of the palace were shining in the sunlight. The granite palace building was polished and gleamed. The palace had a flag hanging from each of its 10 pillars. It stood 6 stories tall, a mighty and proud building, the symbol of the mighty Rezuan Empire, one of the most powerful nations in the time. The palace oppressed the people but not so much that people noticed. "Free speech" was given to the people and taxes only increased every now and then. The only thing the people had true freedom in was in their religion. For the one fear the government had, the fear of hope, was rooted in religion. It gave the people hope, hope in a better future. If the Emperor took that hope he knew he'd never survive an uprising. So Emperor Ottomar played his cards right, holding all the right cards and playing them only when his chance of winning was overwhelming. Emperor Ottomar sat at his desk in his quiet office. The ceiling fan was slowly turning as was his mind. It was early in the morning and he idly sipped on his coffee as he read the newspaper. "Emperor Ottomar?" a woman said as she knocked on his door. "Come in Jolenta." The young blonde entered the Emperor's office holding a stack of papers. Jolenta Stoffleth was a young woman with a slender build and who had her round glasses resting on her nose. Ottomar's wife was often watching Jolenta around Ottomar, worried that her "devilish charm" might enrapture her husband. However, Ottomar was fully supportive of his wife and didn't even know of the two women's rivalry."Sir, there's been a problem." The blonde walked to Ottomar's desk and placed the papers on it. Ottomar's eye caught a newspaper on the top, the same one he had been reading. "Turn to page 5 sir." She said. Ottomar turned the page of the Rezuan newspaper and was at first surprised. Yosun had war declared on it. Ottomar sipped his coffee and took in a deep breath. "Jolenta, please type a telegram for me."

To: Capsland

Dear Leaders of Capsland,

I, Emperor Ottomar, advice you to surrender now before I get involved. Yosun is our ally and you shall not bully them without going through us. I shall make no demands of you other than to stop this foolishness and to pledge to never threaten Yosun again.

"Thank you Jolenta, that's all." Ottomar said. Jolenta nodded and left the room. Ottomar smiled, surely, he held the cards in this so-called war. And he had the power to play them.

[Zenuha]

The Federal Republic of Zenuha

Zenuha was in a state of great change and was still rebuilding from the revolution that had happened just two years earlier known as "The peoples war" in which the monarchy of Zenuha was cast aside and replaced with a federal republic, The new government had decided to make Arion Palace the place of their new parliament one third of the building was still in desperate need of repair however the building was still grand even in it's current state.

It was pitch black and raining Chancellor Erwin Bergkeller was having dinner with his wife Julia and his son Hans when he heard a loud knock at the door it was Erwin's childhood friend and now leader of the Zenuha Armed Forces General Henry Montagne "Erwin I have some very important news" he said with a somewhat distressed look on his face "We have received word of growing tension between Capsland and Rezua with the way things are looking there could soon be a war" "All we can do for now is hope that they work out there grievances I don't wish to see anymore bloodshed... now how about you get out of the rain and come join us for dinner we can discuss this in more detail if anything comes of it".



(I have not done an rp in a long time hope this is adequate )

[Andramedia]

Background
By 1799, the Andramedian Empire had become a force to be reckoned with, especially in the southern oceans. They already had a large and very productive colony in Sunafrica (Pwanyeusi), and already had a significantly sized far away colony (Skandrina) by 1701, even before the Andramedian archipelago became independent. They even had some decent sized port colonies in southern Paglio. After some conflicts with Yosun, they gained holds on central and western Yaramaqui, forcing back the Yosun empire back further. After the full unification of the archipelago in 1805, as well as them later becoming a dominator of the southern seas of Sunalaya, they began to focus their attention north, which was were all the other major powers were. This would result in them being dragged into one of the largest wars in Sunalayan history.

Imperial Palace, Xenos, Andramedia
King Albirt IV was sitting on the couch gambling with some of his confidants "I win this time, fork it over!" he said as he won 1,000 Narins, after winning 3 out of 5 games. Two minutes later, the doorbell rang. Thinking it was the ivory hookah (device used for smoking) that he ordered, Albirt IV, ran to the door excitedly. But when he opened the door, it was his nephew, Prince Jorj II, dressed in an Andramedian generals outfit said "Uncle, I have something important to tell you". Albirt IV, being bummed that he didn't get his ivory hookah, let Jorj II in, saying "Well, what is it then?". Jorj II replied "It involves the Yaramaq lands. the Capslanders have had one of their ships sunk.". Albirt IV, a bit confused on why his nephew was telling him this information said "Ok, how does this involve us?". Jorj II facepalming and rolling his eyes responded, "Two reasons; reason one, its near our borders, and reason two we are starting to see riots, in our holds in Yisrael (the Andramedian word for Yaramaqui). I believe this could evolve into a much larger situation especially with the crisis with Capsland and Rezua". Albirt IV, now seeming to understand said "Well, what are we waiting for, station some troops up there, and squash some rebels". "Understood" said Jorj II, as he exited the palace. After a sigh, he walked down the steps, as he did so saying "I don't think Albirt knows what is coming" after a 3 second pause, he said "I fear the worst".

[Rhodevus]

Imperial Palace

The palace was being filled. Hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of artifacts, paintings, and other various trinkets that had been uncovered around Rhodevus and the Ile of Flowers. This was the turning point in Queen Maya Angellos's Reign. She went from the Bookish Queen, or the Queen of Papers, to the Queen of the ancients. She even heard people call her "The Queen of the Relics". That was what she loved being called the most. The Rhodeve Empire had long since been over. Three Kings had been crowned before her, making her the first queen. Not only the first queen, but the first openly homosexual leader in Rhodeve history. It was quite an honour for the nation.

Queen Maya, ruling during a time of great prosperity; even with the Aznazian Reparations, passed laws regarding the history of Rhodevus and the empire it had once ruled. Scrolls and tapestries from Corwen had been recovered in an abandoned mine shaft. Along with 7 original paintings painted by Luwigo San Moriano. A world famous painter. There were battle spears from POD and stories from Aznazia. So many items that had once been brought back to Rhodevus as victories of war. Now, held in the Imperial Palace, turning various floors into museums.

Queen Maya was also interested in global politics. She realized that Rhodevus had very few allies. of the allies she did have, many were out of necessity, and nothing more. She needed nations that would help Rhodevus in a time of war, or allow Rhodevus to help them if there ever was a war. And, after reading the daily newspaper, she realized that war would be coming sooner than she had ever expected...

[Vekalse]

Zarai Colony, Northeastern Territory, Vekalse

The rain pounded against the settlement surrounded by thick, humid jungle. A brigade of men marched through the center of the village, their thick boots crunching against the newly poured gravel. A typical June thunderstorm was at hand, with lightning piercing the sky every few seconds, forcing the colonists to take refuge in their houses. The brigade of men turned a street corner, only to reveal the port, which had been built two years ago. The waves crashed against the dock, and flood a few feet inland. The town had grown up quickly, with a full church, multiple schoolhouses, and several hundred houses, all revealed in rows. Off yonder, a clearing in the forest had been made, where railroads were filling in, hoping to connect the city to the grid, and boost the expansion. Behind the unit of men, a man in a white tunic, with short, buzzed hair, ran to catch up with them. He carried a sack of papers, and held one of the papers in his hand. The leader of the militia, Peter S. Schargraan, ordered his men to stop, and turned to receive the letter. The men stood in the drenching rain, and it poured in sheets, lapping against the mens' clothing. "What is this?" The man with the sack looked up to the leader, and said, "News of war between Yosun and the colonial empires. Yosun is only thirteen miles yonder," the man pointed. "I think this could be serious." The leader scoffed. "This is none of our concern. The issue shall be resolved within the days. Those blasted Yosuni... Always messing things up." The man with the letter only stared at the leader, and then disappeared back into the streets of the city.

[Yaramaqui]

Malafaqüm, Capslandian Yaramaqui

The city that the Yaramaquese refer to as the jewel of their homeland shined in the intense sun, with the Golden Menorah spire, and it's golden dome on top of the Great Synagogue starting to dim as the sun slowly ascends higher into the sky. The Marketplaces were filled with many buying with the little money they had for their families, Families sat in the corridors of the narrow streets of the old city and the ancient marketplaces, begging for what they need to feed their families. A child sits on top of a roof crying from the tremendous shackles of malnutrition and hunger. Many of the families cross the large bridge across the strait of Malafaqüm to get to their homes in the suburbs on the hills surrounding East Malafaqüm, while others leave southwards to pray at the Ma'arat HaMa'arot/Ha-Ma'arah Shel Ma'arot (The cave of caves)¹, or to go to their homes on the southern ridges of West Malafaqüm. This day would be different for the Yaramaquese people here under captivity in their own land. Lack of religious freedom, and the RYSC showing little interest in the needs and problems of the Yaramaquese favoring to addressing of their own people enraged the Yaramaquese. This lead to the Yaramaquese and medium sized Turkish communities of Malafaqüm to come up in arms against the government under the influence of Yosun. They stormed his home, tortured him, and killed him by pouring molten lead down his throat. Several valuable documents, weapons, and lots of property were damaged. The same day, valuable shipments taken by the RYSC were destroyed by the Yosunis, which ultimately lead to Capsland's declaration of war.

The following evening, Waves of Yaramaquese all chanting anti-colonial slogans, filled the streets of the city, while attacking police stations, Government buildings, and much more. Poor living standards, lack of religious freedom and the Yaramaquese viewing the RYSC as one who exploits natural resources of a land that in their eyes belongs to the inflamed the Yaramaquese spirit of defiance. The Rebels, from day to day continued to loot, attack and protest clashing with riot control police. The streets filled with youth and adult men and women clashed with the forces. Gunshots ring across the cityscape of Malafaqüm, with the cries and slaughter of the Yaramaquese people being heard from the suburban hills of East Malafaqüm. The sun slowly set upon the hell that would soon explode across not only Yaramaqui, but around Sunalaya.

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1: In Sunalaya, The Ha-Ma'arah Shel Ma'arot otherwise known as the cave of caves, in the holiest places for Jews in Sunalaya as Sunalaya is it's own world and alternate universe.

OOC: HERE GUYS!

[Capsland]

Malafaqüm, Capslandian Yaramaqui
General Victor Kutch watched the protests outside the Governor-General's palace. He had recently been deployed here to deal with the unrest, serving under the RYSC. He didn't really enjoy taking commands from a trading company but it was his orders so he would obey. He was known to be the most ruthless yet effective general in the Imperial Capslandian Army.

The chanting could be heard from outside, the protesters bashing the gate to the luxurious courtyard filled with expensive statues and fountains. A young commander walked up to General Victor.
"Sir, the protest is bigger, the guards are waiting for you orders. What would you have them do?"
Victor sipped some of his Yaramaquese Tea, the cup labelled 'Royal Yara Shipping Co'.
"Kill them... kill them all" He said while looking at the protest outside.
"Sir?" The commander was confused, he had never been ordered to kill so many people before.
"The RYSC has been too lenient... We are at war commander, they are enemy. For too long has the RYSC loosely held onto this place, in anarchy. I am here to bring order and peace. Now... for the last time commander. KIll... Them... All. Show the people of this dreadful city that the days of protest are over. The days of order have begun."
The commander didn't say a word, he quickly saluted the general and ran off to distribute the orders.

Minutes later

Columns of soldiers walked out of the gate, the crowd forming a circle around them.
"By order of Governor-General Victor Kutch, you are to stop these protests immediately and return to your homes. Failure to do so will result in death." One of the soldiers shouted.
The crowd didn't listen though, their chanting getting louder and louder. They now began moving in on the soldiers. In a split second, a soldier shouted "Fire!". And the bullets flew. The crowd scurried away but unable to outrun the bullets, they fell one by one. This order was given out through the whole city. It was safe to say that General Victor Kutch had a firm hold over the city and it's people.

In Response to Rezua

To the Leaders of Rezua,
From the Capslandian War Department
We refuse to back down from this just war. Our cause for this war is true and must be upheld, Yosun decided war was the best option. We also have to inform you and your government that this hostile attitude toward Capsland and her allies will not go unpunished. This is why we have begun open hostilities with you. May we meet upon the battlefield.
signed Sir Godfrey Hamilton, Minister for Foreign Affairs

[Rezua]

Cap you never answered my message

[Lindenholt]

"Majesty, Capsland declared war on Yosun"
"They're our allies, send them a telegram that we also declare war "
"Who is them?"
"Capsland and Yosun"

To: Yosun
From: Lindenholt
Your rejection of our ally's ultimatum by you has caused us to take action against your nation. Therefore I must inform you that you are now in a state of war with Lindenholt.

I hope you understand that I do not wish you a good day, sir.

[Rezua]

Emperor Ottmar had barely sat down at the family table with his wife, Annaliesa, when Jolenta burst into the room. Naturely Annaliesa scowled at the blonde for interrupting the family meal, Ottomar seemed unchanged. "It's started, hasn't it's?" He said. Jolenta nodded "Lindenholt just declared war on Yosun. And Capsland declared war on us." Ottomar though for just a moment before saying "Alright. We are going to war." Jolenta blinked "Wh...what? S-sir Lindenholt alone might be able to be crushed by our glorious empire but Lindenholt has allies. And Caps-" Ottomar laughed and cut off Jolenta. "Those allies you speak of are his puppets. Plus I need to go through them anyway. And Capsland is not a problem. We are wolves, Jolenta, and they are rabbits. We hunt and they run. Mobilize our soliders. Oh and Jolenta get a uniform for yourself. I need you are the rear command telling me what's happening."

"But sir I'd need to be an officer-"

"Jolenta with the power invested in me by my family name and the power of the throne I award you the rank of Captian."

"Yes sir, I'll go see to the war plans."

To: Lindenholt and their allies

It has come to my attention that Lindenholt has declared war on my ally Yosun. Therefore I declare war on Lindenholt. Any one who still allies with Lindenholt shall be crushed with them. I advise Lindeholt's allies to stay out of this war.

-Emperor Ottmar

[Andramedia]

"I knew this was coming" said Prince Jorj II as he walked up the stairs to wake up his Uncle, King Albirt IV, from his nap at 3:00 in the afternoon "This will most definitely affect our stance on the world stage". He then banged on the door. After doing this 4 times, Albirt IV still didn't wake up. "Alright then" he said "There is no sense in stopping the inevitable", he said after he sighed and then wrote the following declaration:

To: Yosun and Rezua

Rezua, do to the fact that you have declared war on our ally, Lindenholt, we shall declare war on you. We will always come to the aid of our allies when they need us.

Yosun, do to the fact that you have been hostile to our allies and that you have been stirring up trouble in Yaramaqui for far too long, the Kingdom of Andramedia officially declares war on you

-Sincerely, the Emperor of Andramedia

[Lindenholt]

"Sire, we got a reply from Rezua. It's declaration of war"
He took the piece of paper out of his assistant's hand and read the letter. "The bastards are discouraging our allies to join in the war. They'll learn from their mistakes."
"What should I do?" asked the assistant "Mobilize" he answered

[Rezua]

The Zenuha Border

The 4th Army had just deployed from the Benstal Fortress. The 4th was comprised of 6 battalions of men, 12,000 soldiers in total. An entire battalion of troops were cavalry. They were made ready to march in a single day, and then actually left 7 hours later. Trains took them to the borders of the Rezaun borders. Under the command of General Erich Hoepner the men of the 4th were one of the best Rezuan armies. They were devoted and well-trained. They sung songs and drank at the station as bands played for them and their glorious victory over Lindenholt. They were excepted home in 3 months. The newspapers were all printing recruitment ads and many were joining. For what man would not join his friends on the greatest adventure of their lives? And what loved girl would not become a nurse to ensure the safety of her love? Or perhaps even join him in the adventure? Private First Class Klaus Schäfer sat in a crowded car with his other friends, Jacob Duenser, Eccard Heinemann, Degenhard Krancke, and Eginhard Tromm. They were all the same rank as Klaus but Klaus was the youngest of the bunch, being 17, the lowest allowed age limit. The others were 18, except Eccard who was 19. Their Corporal, Konstantin Strohm, was to be the one watching over them during battle. He was a proud man who smoked often, unlike the "boys", what he called Klaus and his friends. They were too young to smoke and shave he joked. To prove him wrong Eccard made a habit of shaving and smoking at the same time when Konstantin would walk in. As they neared the Zenuha border they past the last Rezuan station. It took some time to unload all the men and gear, (and to get the men to stop flirting with the local women) but eventually they set off again, most on foot and some on horses and trucks. Klaus marched on prouder than before, especially after having a woman promise to write letters to him at the station. She made this promise after Klaus had been too uneasy about stealing her a nurse's uniform. However, she said she would join the nurses once her parents agreed. For Klaus the war was turning out to be the best thing that ever happened to him, the uniform got him girls, free (1st) drinks at bars, respect and also filled Klaus with a sense of purpose. He was the first soldier in a line of farmers, like that Everen guy. Klaus looked up at a man on a horse, another young man, Nikolaus Everen. Everen was once a farm boy who now was a respected Master Sergeant. Everen was in command of Klaus and even Konstantin and many others. Everen had joined before the hype of the war and had been in the army for 4 years before the war. Klaus was glad the man finally got some glory, in another 4 years he'd be pushing 30 and never have adventure. Suddenly all the men stopped. A man far ahead was planting a flag in the ground. Cheers rose up around Klaus and he joined in. They had crossed the border...



(OOC: Although an Everen is in it Klaus will be the main character. This Everen is the great-grand father of Ymira, her grandfather being an ace in World War Two and her father being an officer sometime later on. I hope it's okay to have started invading but I don't want this to die out.)

[Yaramaqui]

Qasim Outpost, 14 miles south of Zarai

17 years heretofore, Vekalsen Expansionists, with an avidity for more land beyond the rivers of the YaHasse and Saqatekh, dispersed thousands of their loyal troops, taking advantage of the calamitous situation occurring in the Yosuni heartland, mercilessly spread eastward jumping the rivers and taking their portion of Sukraya¹, with a concoction of bad decision-making , their low stock of supplies and the attack occurring during the Islamic Holy Day of Eid Al-Fitr, The Vekalsen solders conquered and pushed the Yosunis out of the Lands of The Western Khid, Zayadi, and Western Zimani lands with little exertion. It proved to be one of the most embarrassing defeats in Yosuni history, showing to the whole world the weak status of the Yosuni Empire. There were always a sense of anger to due the reduction of these lands on behalf of their Vekalsen counterparts, due to the large profits the lands had. They were great producers of bananas, tea, rubber, vanilla, saffron, and many kinds of spices. However, the Yosuni were to attempt to reassert their power, starting at one place. The Zarai Colony of Vekalse.

The gigantic enclave of tents,barracks,mosques a runaway in a few hangars and livestock represented what was, the Qasim Outpost, a Yosuni Enclave of their own solders, on top of a tall hill, surrounded by dense forest. The storm clouds began to settle for the day, with occasional crackles of thunder and rays of lighting still occasionally dotting the skies as typical of the month of June. At the center of the square, the commander, finished, his note to another enclave 20 miles east of the western borders of Zarai, at the city of Harzah, for reinforcements of another 9,000 men to arrive and attack the eastern side of their colony.

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A very organized mix of gunmen, Calvary, and other foot-soldiers stood, gathered in the main square of Qasim, and emerging from the largest tent in the area, was Commander Muhammad Qüzayaç. A short, simple-looking, but fierce man. They were all ready. The plans delivered to the soldiers already reached them 2 days ago, and now everything was prepared. He got on his horse and raised 2 fingers, and yelled, "Off to Zarai!" The Calvary men, got on their horses with their weapons, The pilots, entered their planes, and the others one foot. The planes were the first to take off, going straight to their target, targeting all villages, essential sites, and such. The soldiers on ground all yelled their war cry and began, moving off. They all went in 5 groups, amount up to 13,550 men.

The planes arrived within several minutes, they took their sight on several villages. Swarming over any major sites they did what they were told, and tried to make hell to whomever stood in their way. It started with the villages of Azmakkap,Zuundi and Paci. Swarms of biplanes coming from the east and the west, bringing hell to these settlements dropping bombs, to their houses, churches, and what ever settlement men was in their sight. Their mission was to level these villages to the ground, dropping explosives from them of varying sizes.

The men, wanted to gather as little attention as possible to show any kind of notification of a major siege of the colony. The men of the 2 armies gradually and quietly advanced northward and east ward towards, threw the dense vegetation, which took some time. Upon reaching a hill, hiding behind the vegetation, they took sight of the largest city only about 400 meters away from their sight. The storm proved to still be lingering over the city, and the heads of Qüzayaç's men, with lighting crackling across the sky every few seconds. The Soldiers then gradually advancing towards Zarai, slowly and gradually moved to the city until it was around 60 meters away from their heads. The Commander Qüzayaç then yelled "Down to Zarai!!!!!!!!'' In Turkish and it all began.....The Yosuni troops flooding into the town and began doing the job. To search, level, and destroy what comes in their way.

Note 1: Native name for Yaramaqui
Note 2: Use this:http://morsecode.scphillips.com/translator.html It is in a slightly modified Turkish.

[Tsentraslav]

1910
Litvak City| Thousands took the streets of the capital city shouting and cheering towards the figure on the podium. The event took at the largest square in the city, near a statue of a national hero who fought during the Tsentraslav War of Independence. On the stage was a living legend standing in front of his own statue. Siniša Markovic, a retired general who led the attack on Rhodevus, now a politician and the leader of the Nationalist Party who recently lost the national elections in 1909. As the crowd relaxed and Siniša cleared his throat silence rose on the city, everyone were eager to hear Siniša's special speech. He took a large breathe straightening his spine and spoke as loud as he could:

Hello my friends. This special event today, a decade ago wasn't suppose to happen. We were oppressed, used as slaves and exploited for too long! We've let our people fade away in history and today we are the final remnants of the Center Slavic People. Branković's our dearest tyrant has vetoed what our assembly have decided, what we want, and that is to help sustain ourselves and rescue our lost brothers in Yosun. He vetoed the shipment of supplies to our brothers who live in poverty under hostile control! This won't be tolerable! I won't stand idle by while our own people are being slaughtered and oppressed and all because of that one person, Branković!

The crowd shouted with fists raised up and sang "Ner sva Brankov!"[1] repeatably. Without letting the crowd stop Siniša continued:

The tyrant claimed to bring good days and constant growth but where is it? For the last decade Tsentraslav have been at a decline! Our economy crashed two years ago and why? Because the tyrant couldn't help but snag a few Rubles to his pocket! He failed us and he continues to fail us! Tsentraslavia needs a new leadership, people!

The crowd shouted ever stronger and louder until one of the police officers guarding the event shot a bullet into the sky, scaring everyone. He shouted "Dresti da afoca"[2] and the police force starting cracking the protest down, shooting at the protesters. Some officiers went up to the stage to arrest Markovic himself but after a failed resistance attempt he was forced down from the stage. Violence erupted and heavy gunfire started to fill the street.

[1] - Down with Branokov!

[2] - Spread the protest

[SuperFruitland]

Hundreds of thousands of FruitLandian men marched, marched from the various towns and cities they were conscripted from to the front lines of the greatest war ever seen by mankind. The Kingdom of Rezua had declared war upon Lindenholt, and the FruitLandian government, being a part of the so-called "Allied Powers", fighting the so-called "Central Powers", had joined the war. Tactics used during the 16th and 17th centuries, still faithfully taught to FruitLandian military officers and cadets, were to be employed against the "machine guns" of the Imperialists to the north. Already, forward veteran detachments were frantically digging huge trench networks, with a steady stream of thousands of men and trucks, trucks with food for the brave soldiers and men willing to die for their country, for the glory of FruitLand!

[Aznazia]

The United Provinces of Aznazia
1910

As the Oblaren War of Independence dragged into it's second year and Caldonia pushed deeper into Aznazia territory the High Council Elites knew they would have to make a compromise. In order to cut their losses, the Elites decided to grant Oblaren it's independence do to attacks on it's supply lines by multiple navies and privateers and to send more troops to hold the Caldonian assault. On March 13th, 1892 the war with Caldonia was ended in a draw. After the loss of Oblaren, the Elites quickly turned attention to expand the African Colonies in what is today Shawata and Uszwa. By 1905 Aznazia had one of the world's first oil companies operating within it's newly expanded boarders which included former Caldonia which had been destroyed in 1903. The annexation of Caldonia and it's allies allows Aznazia to unite the entire island under it's control for the first time since the War of Independence from Rhodevus. The newly aquired land gave Aznazia access to the Pohaki and the Ahiu Island chains and the Far East nations of Sunalaya. The Islands also provided a vital trade hub between nations in Corentia and Ventismar and the Far-East. For the next 18 years Aznazia built up it's forces as the world armed itself and alliances were created. Aznazia and Yosun formalized their alliance to defend one another in return for Aznazia to keep a hold on the East Bank of Malafaqüm. After being victorious in many wars, Nationalism in Aznazia was beginning to manifest into a tool that the High Council Elites could use to push the nation even further than it had before. Although the world might be preparing for war... Aznazia would not join for another three years... three more years of new vessels, aircraft, guns, and tactics.

[Vekalse]

Northwestern Territory, Vekalse.

The militia of men spotted the massive wave of men closing in on them, and ran toward the church in the center of the town. The women sewing their afternoon clothes had no warning before the cottage on the edge of the town burst into flames. The women jumped from their chairs, and began to panic, as the cottage quickly burnt to the ground. A woman with red hair managed to kick the door open, only to have multiple plies of burning wood to fall on her, and engulf the doorway and her in flames. The woman screeched and begged for mercy as her body burnt in the flames. The women had no way to help, and no escape, as the cottage came crashing down on them, trapping them all in the inferno.

The militia of men managed to reach the town's center, and burst through the church's doors, and pushed their selves against the door, trying to keep the intruders out. It was only a second before a mass of children began to smack on the door, screaming for them to open the door. As the invaders grew closer, the children's screams grew louder. One of the militia men screamed at the top of lungs from the back of the church, as the holy window was smashed, and multiple torches flew through the window, into the church. The carpet quickly burst into flames, scorching the men unlucky enough to be standing upon it. Multiple men begged for mercy as they burnt to death, their bodies flailing as they yelled for their children and wives. The men at the door began to shriek, and threw the door open, knocking the children to the ground. The church's doors were then filled with militia men running for their lives, their boots and armor crushing the children to death. As the church burnt in the inferno, one of the men slammed the doors shut, jamming it. It was then apparent that many of the militia men had just been caught in the inferno, as they banged on the door, begging for the man to let them out. However, the man was long gone, as they ran from the church. The church's wood moaned and twisted, until it collapsed in a massive heap of fire and wood.

The Yosuni men pushed father into the village, and stormed the town's central, watching half the town burn in a massive inferno. Within the hour, the town had completely burnt to the ground, a long with the residents, not counting the few whom escaped into the woods. It was clear: War was declared.

[Zenuha]

An Uninvited Guest

Word soon spread throughout Zenuha of how the Rezuan army had crossed the border The people of Zenuha were outraged at this and saw it as an act of extreme aggression by the Rezuan empire as they had not been given permission to do so as well as the fact that Zenuha was still trying to remain neutral at this time and was still in the process of rebuilding after the revolutionary war that had taken place just two years earlier.

The government of Zenuha saw it as a huge insult to Zenuha and its people
"They disrespect our borders and march there men through our lands without hesitation something must be done" shouts one government official "We cannot afford to do anything right now we are still rebuilding our country" says another after a few more minutes of talking among themselves Chancellor Erwin bergkeller spoke "The time for sitting idle is over we must act this is not something that we can over look"

To: The Rezun Empire
From: Zenuha
On behalf of the Federal Republic of Zenuha I, Chancellor Erwin Bergkeller, ask that Rezua immediately withdraws its troops from Zenuha if Rezua does not do so it will be seen as an act of war against The Federal Republic Zenuha.

[Rezua]

An Uninvited Guest

Word soon spread throughout Zenuha of how the Rezuan army had crossed the border The people of Zenuha were outraged at this and saw it as an act of extreme aggression by the Rezuan empire as they had not been given permission to do so as well as the fact that Zenuha was still trying to remain neutral at this time and was still in the process of rebuilding after the revolutionary war that had taken place just two years earlier.

The government of Zenuha saw it as a huge insult to Zenuha and its people
"They disrespect our borders and march there men through our lands without hesitation something must be done" shouts one government official "We cannot afford to do anything right now we are still rebuilding our country" says another after a few more minutes of talking among themselves Chancellor Erwin bergkeller spoke "The time for sitting idle is over we must act this is not something that we can over look"

To: The Rezun Empire
From: Zenuha
On behalf of the Federal Republic of Zenuha I, Chancellor Erwin Bergkeller, ask that Rezua immediately withdraws its troops from Zenuha if Rezua does not do so it will be seen as an act of war against The Federal Republic Zenuha.

Emperor Ottomar recieved the messege soon enough. He shooked his head "Why can't they understand that they are the easiest way to Lindenholt. I'm not attacking them and have no plans to. We are just passing through." His wife, Elsa , nodded as if she understood his reasoning. "Joletta, I need a message typed." Ottomar called. Then he frowned "Oh right I promoted her. Damn all the youn people get to have all the glamor. Although 40 is not old." Elsa sighed "I've got it." Ottmar smiled "What would I do without you dear?"

To: Zenuha

My friends I am not attacking you. Merely I wish to move my troops through your borders. Fact is going through you is the quickest way to Lindenholt. If you allow these troops through I will not pass through without your permission again.

-Emperor Ottmar

On the front the troops kept marching.