by Max Barry

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Region: Kantrias

NS deleted half of my RP post >:(
Had to re-write and make up new stuff, enjoy I guess

Reborn Empire of Ulm wrote:I Aquilonnia I Battlefield I

,,Push on men, push on! Make your Emperor proud!''Commisar Viktor Mayer led his men in reckless fashion typical for him and it was up to soldiers like Hans to keep him alive. Suprisingly enough bullets missed this man even though he always led the charge. Hans gave this some thought and reached conclusion that it was either divine intervention or Zoygarians did not take a man running towards their trench with only a pistol and a sabre seriously. Unfortunetly divine protection must have started to run out because if Hans did not pull the commisar down the hole made by the artillery, it would have been over for him, Gods bless the cannoneer and his bad aim. He was soon joined by the other members of his squad diving headfirst into the hole to avoid the enemy fire.
,,Do you think they would surrender if we asked them nicely?''
,,Why don't you give it a try Otto, they are right here.''
,,No thanks, I will pass.''
,,Less talking, more shooting!''
,,Speak for yourself, Kurt.''
,,Pass me the missile launcher. If artillery cannot silence this bunker, then I will.''
,,With your aim? I do not believe in miracles!''
,,Oh, shut up.''
At this point commisar was visibly annoyed by being ignored by his troops. It looked like he was about to give an inspiring speech, but after being rudely interrupted by a nearby explosion, he seemingly gave up on the idea and focused on laying covering fire. He did not hit enemy even once, but Hans appreciated it. Sadly this did not last long as they were noticed by Zoygarians and forced to duck for cover. Then, artillery finally started to be useful and scored a few direct hits on the bunker.
,,Godess of Victory is smiling upon us!''
,,Why don't she come down there and help us instead?''
Reply was silenced by the sound of gunfire.

I Aquilonnia I Temporary Command Centre in the forest I
,,News from the battlefield Colonel.''
,,Go on, how does the militia do?''
,,They are a little confused, but they've got the spirit. With our assistance, they are making steady progress.''
,,I guess it's time for the second phase of our attack plan. Contact Careia.''

I Aquilonnia I Careia I
Careia's port was empty except for fishing boats and four officers playing cards with Aquilon militia. They've been playing for a while now and they were about to finish, but before they could do that messenger arrived from the city hall. One quick glance at him gave them all the information they needed.
,,We're up men, time to do our part for the Empire. All aboard the boats!''
,,Who came up with this plan, it's stupid.''
,,It's not stupid, if it works. You can fire a complaint later.''
,,You bet.''
Within minutes engines of the fishing boats came to life and departed for Okada. Although storm did not reach Aquilonnia yet, weather was turning worse rapidly. They needed to hurry.

I Atticus Sea I Flagship of the 2nd Fleet ,,Lobo'' I
,,I considered to going on a vacation to Aquilonnia, but if that's the usual weather, then I will pass.''
Storm that was raging outside would make almost every captain think twice before sailing through it. But then, Erwin Mittermeyer was not your avarange captain. He was admiral of the navy, one chosen by the Emperor himself. He had high faith in his abilities and those who were serving under his command in the second fleet.
,,I doubt if we are going to get leave anytime soon admiral.''
,,I know. How's the rest of the fleet?''
,,Minor damage aside, they are doing fine. If we keep up this speed we should reach Aquilonnia today.''
,,What about the main fleet and blockade?''
,,Main fleet left Witterheim recently and they are progressing very slowly. Schurz and Reushenberg are already in vicnity of Zoygarian Colonies and they have begun setting up the blockade.''
,,Any news from Aquilonnia?''
,,Fighting continues, we did not receive any updates yet.''
,,Well, that's fine. I do not think there will be any problems unless Zoygarians barricade themselves in the urban area. If they did that, things could get messy. Let's hope for the best, but be prepared for the worst.''

Official Statement of Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs regarding Kamilistani peacekeeping mission

Kamilistani peacekeeping mission is denied entry to the mainland of the Empire. They are allowed to supervise conflict in Aquilonnia while being accompanied by political officers, however attempts to enter any other part of the Empire during wartime will be met with force.

Okada, Ourskirts, Zoygaria

Whst began as a simple back and forth quickly devolved into an all out firefight. Men who could not reach the safety of the emplacements quick enough dropped left and right, and those who did were greeted with the sight of a much larger force in front of them.
"Get those cannons in better position, and get me some men that can actually aim!"
Despite the conditions and rather disarrayed look of the emplacements, morale was relatively high. It had been decades since Zoygaria had been to war, and her armies were aching to prove themselves as worthy of the history they shared, living out the stories passed down from parent to child.
"Kha! Is that the best they've got? The bunkers aren't even feeling a tickle."
"Shut it, Szokieći."
"Aye, Sergeant."
"What happens if we can't hold them back?"
"Then tonight we dine in hell, brother."
"Whatever awaits us, I'm buying you all a drink."
"Less talking, more shooting. As hilarious as I think you are, we've got a city to defend and grey's to repel. On your feet!"
"Yes, Sergeant!"
"Huß!"
"Aye!"

The bunkers didn't look like much, but looks could be deceiving. 2Ż feet of reinforced concrete and steel nestled in the tree infested hills made for quite a difficult box to open up. Scattered about the trenches and treeline were machinegun pillboxes whose sole purpose was to rain down hellfire upon their foes. The treeline made it impossible for tanks and other heavy artillery to penetrate, so cannons, mortars, and light artillery were the only such devices observed on either side. The soldiers that were not entrenched were either cannoneers or sentries, the sentries whose job was to alert the entrenched soldiers of an impending charge, and to halt outflanking maneuvers. However, the defences paled in comparison to other military positions of the Commonwealth. If Okada had been given more time to build prior to the invasion, the city's defences would have been far better developed, and a home fleet would have been assigned to the harbor. Alas, their time was spent, the only thing to worry about was the battle.

Commander Vorieški rallied his troops in the central bunker, the bunker he had designated as his command bunker. He believed in fighting alongside his troops, not ordering to their deaths from some lounge in Romari. If there was a chance his soldiers would perish, he intended to share in that chance. Exiting the bunker, rifle in hand, he drove for the trench as the door shut behind him and lead whizzed past in all directions. He rallied the troops and the local Sergeants, boosting morale. He looked to the left. A concealed sentry gave him a hand gesture, and he nodded. A squad approaching the trench. It was the 1st Sergeant who gave the command.
"Bravia Company!"
A long line of faces snapped their heads in her direction.
"Fix bayonets!"
The din of gunfire muffled the clicking and fiddling of metal blades in the trench. She looked at Commander Vorieški for verification if she could proceed. The Commander solemnly nodded.
"God be with you, Havra."
1st Sergeant Havra smiled before once gain facing her entrenched company.
"Bravia Company! On my command!"
What followed was a collective aura. It could be felt by the entire group. A few Aquilonnian conscripts gazed wide eyed at the Zoygarians, stunned by their silence. They kept shooting. There was an air of excitement and fear. Glory and death. The price of a mile.
"Por el RÚj!"
"POR EL R╔J!" Came the cry.
"Por Dio!"
"POR DIO!"
"Por el honor!"
"POR EL HONOR!"
The 1st Sergeant gave one last look at her Company.
"Viva ZoyÝvska. CHARGE!"
"VIVA ZOY═VSKAAAAAAA!!!"
A roar emerged from the trees as a company of Zoygarian troops climbed from the trenches, bayonets fixed, and charged towards an advancing squad, firing at will. They only had two objectives in mind. Crush the squad, secure a foothold. A few Aquilonnians in the trenches watched in awe. An entire company charging towards the front lines en masse. Giving their lives for the sake of the rest. The plan was to secure a foothold, but every soldier in that trench understood what it really was: a suicide charge. They would eliminate a squad and serve as a distraction. The Ulmians would have to stop shooting at the trenches in order to stop the rapidly advancing swathe of angry shouting Zoygarians ready to turn them into kebabs. This would give the defenders time to fire unimpeded at their assailants, and send squads to back to the city to ensure a final line of defense. Brave. Honorable. Stupid.

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