War of Unification [AEIA ONLY]

[Linathia]

The end of the Great War should have brought a time of peace, the war to end all wars some men of thought called it, oh so mistaken they were. The Principality of Lancaster; ruled by Princess Theresa of Lancaster sought to unite the province with their neighbours, the Prusso-Linathians. The Principality of Länth had the same intentions but they had a common obstacle that kept unification only as a wishful future.

The Kingdom of Newrey, in their urge to keep the province divided, allowed the Principalities to co-exist but unification was forbidden, a small territory in the Northern Peninsula of Lancaster was being used as a guarantee of non-unification. The Princess didn't want to risk a full invasion on her nation, and she knew that they could only have a chance of independence with the Prusso-Linathians joining in their struggle of independence and unity. Thus, when the war was over, both Principalities simply disappeared from the international spotlight and in complete isolation they silently armed themselves and got ready to fight for their independence and achieve their unity.

November 22nd, 1917, Kaiserthron, former capital of The Principality of Länth.
The ceremony was rushed, for time was of the essence, with Newrey licking their wounds after the war and the whole world re-building their economies and cities, the Linathians saved precious time and saved all the majestuous and pompous ceremony. Still holding some degree of royalty and decency, the Archbishop finished his statement infront of thousends of people in Sanct Louis Abtei [Saint Louis Abbey] "...There what God has joined together, let no one separate" the now King of a unified Linathia kissed his wife and greeting the people the first cry of independence were not applauds but an anthem. The First national anthem of Linathia. God save the King.

The same day, Outskirts of Juno, new Capital of the Kingdom of Linathia

Juno was being fortified by the merged army of Länth and Lancaster, ready to defend the city and it's surroundings. The army began to mobilize it's infantry and the few units of cavalry available making a total of 20k strong, it wasn't enough to wage war with Newrey nor anyone for that matter, but the marriage was done, and the spark of independence and unity was ignited, there was no turning back.

Lexinshire County, border with Newrey/Zone of Newreyan guarantee
A unit of the new Linathian army approached the artificial border that divided the small town of "Lexington" the east part of the town belonged to Linathia and the west belonged to Newrey, the Captain of the group of cavalrymen took a piece of paper and declared "The town of Lexington in its entirety. And the Peninsula belonging to the county of Lexingshire, by decree of the Royal Parliament under his Majesty King Heinrich of House Steiner, are not part of the United Linathian Kingdom. To all Newreyan forces stationed in this town. Abandon your posts and return to your country. Failure to comply and you will be fired upon!"

The people didn't know what to say, should they cheer, should they stay quiet? They knew one thing however. Winds of war were approaching, and Lexington was going to feel it first. The 1st Royal Cavalry began to occupy the entire town, ignoring the clear line that divided Linathia from Newrey, the land was extremely small only the West part of town being under Newreyan control and all the way into the coast, which was two or three hours on foot. But still, Linathia's spirit of independence was burning strong.

Meanwhile, the now united Linathian army was starting to man the old coastal defenses which were going to be used to defend against the incoming Newrey fleet. The weapons foolishly provided by Newrey would prove useful for the Linathian army in the event of a Newreyan invasion, with troops being moved constantly, the entire country stopped and civilian populations were being evacuated to the western isles belonging to Linathia, those who choosed to stay, were merged into the army; recieving basic combat training.

[Newrey]

Cyninburgh, Harrington House

"Gentlemen!" High General Miles Offenburg shouted, bringing the buzzing room of bickering senior officers to silence. Offenburg was the most recent High General of the Landmight and his placement was controversial. Largely untested in battle and lacking of political tact, many assumed his appointment was based largely on his connections to the Waypole Government. He also did not look the part, with his thick khaki General's uniform made him look like a child wearing his fathers suit and the ridiculous size of his moustache added to the look of him looking like a satirical caricature. Having replaced the great Nils Waffen-Chiko, a man who had never lost a battle during the Great War and responsible for the swift capitulation of Oserland, Offenburg had a lot to live up to.

Entering into the room, he couldn't help but admire it. Its walls were dotted with a number of paintings of past generals, Kings, and great victories. It's pane windows had draped curtains of a deep maroon material. In the centre lay a table with a large map displaying Linathia and Newreyan units was spread over it. Offenburg made his way to the head of the table, before extending his arms forwards and placing them on the table, before leaning forwards.

"You are Generals within the greatest military in the world and I would expect you to act better than children. Do we understand?2 he asked, his eyes moving between the gathered Generals "Now, what units do we currently have in the Guarantee?"

"Two Divisions', Sir, with 230 tanks, 52 heavy artillery pieces, 3 frigates and two Dreadnought, Sir. Most of the Infantry and 50 of the tanks are stationed at Bursbry several miles from the border" came the voice of Jack Hibberd, one of the Senior Officers

"Hmm...and the Linathians have moved on Lexinton?" he asked, being greeted with various confirmations. He thought deeply. It was likely that the goodwill the Newreyans had shown the Linathians by lending them equipment would be played against them, but perhaps they were yet to be fully ready. "Gentlemen, it is clear we must put the fear of God into these people. They must believe we can strike from anywhere. Lord Admiral, have the frigates change colours to match that of the Linathian fleet and place Anglo-Linathian and Prusso-Linathian in charge of comms. It is essential we fool them into believing the frigates are there. Have them sail towards Juno and then lull the Linathians into a sense of comfort while using the bincoculars or searching equipment to look for coastal defences. Then send in the Dreadnoughts. I want them to destroy that blasted city and its defences before leaving as quickly as possible. This operation is not to be leaked, code-name Operation Crown." he ordered, before snapping his fingers at the Admiral.

"Yes Sir, right away, Sir!" the Admiral stammered, obviously shocked at the nature of the orders.

"For the Army, I want the Lexington Infantry Contingent to hold the position as long as possible, only retreating as a last resort. Their mission is to delay and spread disorder. While the stand is taking place, I want the Bursbry lot to be mobilised ASAP. A decent sweeping barrage of artillery should make the men duck, in which case the tanks will advance, guns firing, with the infantry close behind. Once the town is seized, they will hold position until further orders. It is imperative that these attacks take place simultaneously, with such panic we should send some sort of disorder through their military and civilian structure, giving us breathing room to think through our next moves.

Lexington, Newreyan Quarter, Newreyan Guarantee

Sergeant William Walts was not accustomed to having his surrender ordered by the enemy, much less was he willing to give it. He was a native to the Guarantee, as were many of the Infantry Contingent and many of the soldiers often considered themselves Newreyan more than anything else, even if they weren't from the Mainland. Small trenches had been hastily dug up where it was possible, such as in the small parks or the front of the Church and barricades had been placed in positions to confound the enemy. While in many cases it was simply a handful of tables and mattresses, any sort of delayment was some sort of breathing room. Windows had been smashed so that rifles could be put through, and a machine gun had been placed in the bell tower of the church, giving it a good view of the junction ahead. The sound of encroaching soldiers brought about a heightened amount of adrenaline, many of the rifles being cocked.

"To all Newreyan forces stationed in this town. Abandon your posts and return to your country. Failure to comply and you will be fired upon!" a voice rang out. It's words set afire inside of William that he was previously unaware of. They didn't consider the soldiers believing this Guarantee as their country?

"We are in our country! Fuck off back to yours!" he shouted in response, with a wave of cheers echoing it "You may not consider the people of the Guarantee may not be considered Newreyans by most but by God, will we will fight like them!"

1. 1st Battalion, Guarantee Regiment, Lexington Contingent (220 men)

1. 1st Battalion, Guarantee Regiment, Bursbry Contingent (220 men)
2. 2nd Battalion, Guarantee Regiment (440 men)
3. 1st Battalion, Cyningburgh Volunteer Rifles (440 men)
4. 3rd Battalion, Royal Newreyan Fusiliers (440 men)
5. 1st Battalion, Royal Glenish Regiment (440 men)
6. 1st Battalion, Royal Wayt Regiment (440)
7. 1st Battalion, Royal Regiment of Tank (30 Wanton Tanks, 20 Racing Hound Tanks)