Francaden
12-08-2006, 00:03
The Capitalist-Fascist Alliance was made up of four partners. The Blackhelm confederacy, Griffincrest, Raven corps, and Wanderjar all wanted a piece of Francaden to exploit its resources and people. The alliance decided to make four landings to spread out Francaden's forces.
On the Northern coast Griffincrest boats were rowing towards the beach. Private Seminov watched as with each oar stroke death seemed to creep upon him. He had never been in a battle before. Next to him was a different man altogether, though a private he was not young. Erich Hendel was a veteran of the Revolution, he could still remember the first day the Red banner was raised in Francaden.
As the first boats began to unload their human cargo the order came to make ready their arms. The Griffincrest soldiers in their marvelous green uniforms quickly fell into line and began to march towards Francaden's lines. Francaden was caught by surprise on the north since it was much more rugged and remote than any of the other coasts so there had only been time to call up one regiment to meet the landing. When Griffincrest's men reached within a hundred yards Colonel Zhu gave the order, "FIRE!". It seemed as the whole first rank fell, the second rank then extended their arms and returned with a volley of their own. Both men next to Seminov fell, the other rookie caught a bullet in the stomach and was crying out, while the veteran Hendel had died instantly from a head wound. Within seconds Colonel Zhu ordered another volley at the Griffincrest lines followed by a bayonet charge. Few of the fascists that were left returned fire as hundred of bayonets charged them. When the Francaden soldiers reached the beach they were met by another much stronger formation of Griffincrest soldiers whose first volley quickly halted the bayonet charge. Zhu and his officers reformed the lines and returned fire. After trading a few more volleys Francaden artillery had been pulled up to shore and began firing into the foe. The troop transports which were ferrying Griffincrest soldiers to the shore were unarmed and couldn't return fire to the Napoleons raining hell onto their men so a ship of the line had to be brought in.
The fighting dragged on for another hour when the Francaden reinforcements arrived and Griffincrest soldiers still had not taken more than a few hundred yards of land a Francaden fleet arrived and began fighting with Griffincrest ships. The landing was proven to be a failure and the troop ships were called back while the fleet performed a fighting retreat to link up with one of the Alliance's other landings later.
By nightfall all Griffincrest soldiers who had touched Francaden soil were either Dead or captured. This battle was won but there were still atleast three more landings to fight.
On the Northern coast Griffincrest boats were rowing towards the beach. Private Seminov watched as with each oar stroke death seemed to creep upon him. He had never been in a battle before. Next to him was a different man altogether, though a private he was not young. Erich Hendel was a veteran of the Revolution, he could still remember the first day the Red banner was raised in Francaden.
As the first boats began to unload their human cargo the order came to make ready their arms. The Griffincrest soldiers in their marvelous green uniforms quickly fell into line and began to march towards Francaden's lines. Francaden was caught by surprise on the north since it was much more rugged and remote than any of the other coasts so there had only been time to call up one regiment to meet the landing. When Griffincrest's men reached within a hundred yards Colonel Zhu gave the order, "FIRE!". It seemed as the whole first rank fell, the second rank then extended their arms and returned with a volley of their own. Both men next to Seminov fell, the other rookie caught a bullet in the stomach and was crying out, while the veteran Hendel had died instantly from a head wound. Within seconds Colonel Zhu ordered another volley at the Griffincrest lines followed by a bayonet charge. Few of the fascists that were left returned fire as hundred of bayonets charged them. When the Francaden soldiers reached the beach they were met by another much stronger formation of Griffincrest soldiers whose first volley quickly halted the bayonet charge. Zhu and his officers reformed the lines and returned fire. After trading a few more volleys Francaden artillery had been pulled up to shore and began firing into the foe. The troop transports which were ferrying Griffincrest soldiers to the shore were unarmed and couldn't return fire to the Napoleons raining hell onto their men so a ship of the line had to be brought in.
The fighting dragged on for another hour when the Francaden reinforcements arrived and Griffincrest soldiers still had not taken more than a few hundred yards of land a Francaden fleet arrived and began fighting with Griffincrest ships. The landing was proven to be a failure and the troop ships were called back while the fleet performed a fighting retreat to link up with one of the Alliance's other landings later.
By nightfall all Griffincrest soldiers who had touched Francaden soil were either Dead or captured. This battle was won but there were still atleast three more landings to fight.