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Sorry I won't be able to post for like six days. I'll try and throw one up in the morning but I'll be rushed
Hey I'll be gone for six days. I'll be back as soon as I can if you would all rp before the ball that would be great. But if not I'll leave a post with eemmtt
I'll be go e for six days
I will be gone for six days.
Wait I understand now.
If you are still in this post your nation color.
If you are still in this post your nation color.
I'm on deployment, so I have what I have. It'll be like six-nine months till I do.
I'm on a phone. I have little to no editing software
If you read the ic, you'll see there might be sides being drawn
Negative there are set rules.
The heavy guns pounded the landscape. Leaving little room for any formations. The enemy had tried to rout but the artillery kept them pinned down in the open. Men screamed and cried for the horror to be over. And when it finally stopped came the war cries of the young kings army. They ran through the fog, shooting and stabbing the remaining forces. Many gave up and were quickly taken back to the camp. In the end the army that had Four men for every one of the young kings lost horribly. Their troops were given two options. Join the new king, or die. Most were smart and joined the army. It bolstered his numbers and they made good cannon fodder...
Charles woke early as he did ever day. The sun was still deeply hidden behind the horizon. He slipped out of his bed careful not to wake his sleeping wife. He dressed in his changing room, and began his journey to the practice fields. He rigorously trained for an hour, before picking up a sword that was awaiting him as always. Though he was the king many argued that he was possibly the best swords man in the kingdom. He sparred with two of his guard who generally were waiting on the field for him. They practiced for nearly an hour before going inside to clean up.
Later he had a routine inspection of his troops. He visited first, the Collation Infantry. A trip to the country side where their training was conducted. Here he found new initiates practicing, and learning how to shoot. Further down, they trained on hand to hand combat. They wrestled, boxed and fought dirty, next would be their tactics training, they stormed a small fake town. Busting down doors, and fighting off the "enemy" the whole basic training lasted roughly four months, then this training which lasted three months. The product were highly disciplined, trained and deadly general infantry.
Next he inspected the Air Corps, the airmen were being trained in hand to hand combat, small arms, their specific job abored the air ship. They get further training on board their ship. They are taught how to use the parawings to fly to safety though it is a well guarded secret on how they work. He decided to skip over the special project that was in works Something that would give him an edge over many nations.
He would save the navy for another time. Instead he headed home. Where he would inspect the steam guard. The men trained day in and out. Working their bodies to their maxes, they trained with sword and rifle, machine gun to perfect fighting style, accuracy, and weapon maintenance. They wore the very high tech steam armor. Every year it would improve increasing its use. They were generally seen as the originator of such things though some lesser nations still managed to get their grubby hands on it.
Charles had a new idea in store for his military three things would soon Come to be, a new walker, a new special operations unit, and new weapon for the air corps.
He managed to finally get home. His boy surprise attacked him, he fell over dramaticly gasping air " Oh! Noble prince! You have slain the mighty ogre!" The boy was about eight and held a practice sword in his hand he jabbed his father once more. Before running off, Charles stood and chased after him. Little care about the suit he wore. Finally he swept up the child and carried him Into the dinning hall. "Ready for supper little monster?" Duncan giggled "I'm not a monster!" Charles eyed him " Are you sure?" The boy nodded " Alright then. a week till the ball you know, better be on your best behavior or maybe the nice airmen won't let you ride on their ship!"
Charles woke early as he did ever day. The sun was still deeply hidden behind the horizon. He slipped out of his bed careful not to wake his sleeping wife. He dressed in his changing room, and began his journey to the practice fields. He rigorously trained for an hour, before picking up a sword that was awaiting him as always. Though he was the king many argued that he was possibly the best swords man in the kingdom. He sparred with two of his guard who generally were waiting on the field for him. They practiced for nearly an hour before going inside to clean up.
Later he had a routine inspection of his troops. He visited first, the Collation Infantry. A trip to the country side where their training was conducted. Here he found new initiates practicing, and learning how to shoot. Further down, they trained on hand to hand combat. They wrestled, boxed and fought dirty, next would be their tactics training, they stormed a small fake town. Busting down doors, and fighting off the "enemy" the whole basic training lasted roughly four months, then this training which lasted three months. The product were highly disciplined, trained and deadly general infantry.
Next he inspected the Air Corps, the airmen were being trained in hand to hand combat, small arms, their specific job abored the air ship. They get further training on board their ship. They are taught how to use the parawings to fly to safety though it is a well guarded secret on how they work. He decided to skip over the special project that was in works Something that would give him an edge over many nations.
He would save the navy for another time. Instead he headed home. Where he would inspect the steam guard. The men trained day in and out. Working their bodies to their maxes, they trained with sword and rifle, machine gun to perfect fighting style, accuracy, and weapon maintenance. They wore the very high tech steam armor. Every year it would improve increasing its use. They were generally seen as the originator of such things though some lesser nations still managed to get their grubby hands on it.
Charles had a new idea in store for his military three things would soon Come to be, a new walker, a new special operations unit, and new weapon for the air corps.
He managed to finally get home. His boy surprise attacked him, he fell over dramaticly gasping air " Oh! Noble prince! You have slain the mighty ogre!" The boy was about eight and held a practice sword in his hand he jabbed his father once more. Before running off, Charles stood and chased after him. Little care about the suit he wore. Finally he swept up the child and carried him Into the dinning hall. "Ready for supper little monster?" Duncan giggled "I'm not a monster!" Charles eyed him " Are you sure?" The boy nodded " Alright then. a week till the ball you know, better be on your best behavior or maybe the nice airmen won't let you ride on their ship!"
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