Danish-Bretan War, The
For the subsequent wars in the British Isles see English Independence, War for.
Danish Empire: The Danes - supporting their "African Brothers" - cut trade with the Aztecs and the British. Trade contacts in the far east were pursued with an eye to replace the lost American markets. The Emperor aquired a Tyrolean fraulein with, um, large tracts of, well, you know... She soon provided him with a squalling baby boy and he was pleased enough to order some foreign adventures... Citing the unremitting persecution of Hussites in Spain, non-repsonse to various diplomatic overtures, Aztec boot-licking, and non-payment of the Danegeld for over six hundred years, Richard ordered his western armies and fleets to move against England.
To this end the ancient (yet still vigorous) John Ziska marshalled a hardy band of lads in Brabant and prepared to see some foreign climes where the dane had not held sway for long centuries. The fleet, under the able command of Adolphus Brenné, set sail from Venice and headed for the fog-shrouded coasts of Britain.
Gran Bretan: Desperate to restore the bulwark of oak that shielded them from the predatory empire of the continent, Elizabeth ordered the partial conversion of the vast English merchant marine to ships of war, and just in time too, for her Aztec pay-masters had demanded a heavy levy of England once more... Extensive diplomatic efforts were undertaken in Spain to try and sway the grandees of that sunny land to side with the Crown.
The rebuilt English fleet sailed south and had reached the Bay of Biscay by the middle of 1627. There, however, it encountered ouriders of the Danish fleet which had left Venice at the beginning of the year, and further, the Occitanians were getting uppity. Baron Harold (commanding the English) attempted to break off contact but to no avail. The Occitanian fleet sortied from Galway and a moderately huge naval battle flared up off of the rocky shores of the Belle Ilé of the Poitou coast. 360 English ships then duked it out at short range cannonade and board action on blood-slicked decks with the 480 Danish and Occitanian galleys, galleons and sundry frigates and caravels. After losing almost two hundred ships, Harold managed to break off and flee north to Dover. The Danes pursued and blockaded the port.
Bruges was thronged with Danish Imperial troops as the fleet arrived and all cheered, grey kepis flung high, to see that the fleet had made the passage from the Mediterranean intact (thanks to the sacrifice of the Occitanians at Lé Belle Ilé). Ziska grinned his wolfish grin and everyone pitched in to hurry loading the fleet with men, arms and supplies for the invasion.
At Dover, Lord Locksley took command of the battered English navy and prepared to make a final stand when the Dane at last tried to cross the Straits. Dover fortress was reinforced and London partially evacuated. In her palace in Kingston, Elizabeth paced angrily, her every breath a curse for both Emperors - the one whose mailed fist now stood poised to crush her nation, and that other who dwelt by the Lake of Gold and pushed pawns of men and nations about the map of the world.
The Danish fleet left Bruges in early August of 1628 and Locksley and the English fleet attacked within the day. The overwhelming numbers of the Dane (not to mention the canny skills of Admiral VonBayern and his Naval Aeronautical Corps) proved too much, again, and the English fleet, crippled, was brushed aside. Locksley withdrew to Kingston.
VonBayern put 40,000 men ashore under the command of diSfortza. Dover was immediately besieged by VonBayern while diSfortza's cavalry swept into London. The sprawling metropolis, long without walls, surrendered feebly to the Imperial Italian Grenadiers. Dover, meantime, was subjected to unremittent shelling by VonBayern's marines ashore and the fleet to sea. The fortress held out for three months, during which time the defenders suffered hideous privations and the spectacular death of Duke Edward of Shirley. In the end, however, Duke Harold and his staunch troops were wrinkled out of the last bastions and slain, nigh to the last.
All this time Ziska and his grey-and-black clad veterans were pouring ashore in London, unhampered and eager for battle...
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Danish Empire: Imperial authorities announced that several culprits had been brought to light. Sussex, London, Wessex and Oxford became Hussite under heavy pressure from the Empire. The English unviersity at Oxford was crated up and shipped off to the heartland of the Empire, along with several thousand scholars and students.
Finally, 60,000 Imperial troops were landed in Lienster to crush the last free domain of the Gran Bretani puppets of the Aztec Empire!
Throughout the turn, while Danish armies romped about, increasingly vicious attempts were made to off Emperor Richard and at last, in 1634, a British agent firing a Swedish-made sniping musket blew a very large hole in the side of the esteemed Emperor's head. The spinning ball of iron fragmented inside the skull cavity and tore several holes in the far side while exiting. Subsequent to this, rumors of unrest and dissention amongst the military and vassal states were rife. The new heir, now Emperor, was but three years of age, and throughout the great extent of Denmark, all braced for a firestorm of political upheval as the powers that remained contested for control of the Regency and the Empire.
Gran Bretan: Elizabeth continued to languish in the Tower of London, though few of her supporters really remembered that she had been there. To pass the time she took up painting and became more than adept at oils and egg tempera.
In Ireland, the remaining loyal troops of the Viceroyalty were gathered at Dublin, biding their time ere they regain their homeland! Yet, the appearance of the black sails of the Danish fleet was not unexpected and the armies were duly mustered to make the final stand against the heretic. In truth, morale in Dublin was at a low ebb, for the Aztecs had been drawing off the best and the brightest for some time. The Duke of Lancashire commanded the remaining troops, some 43,000 men drawn from throughout all the ancient and collapsing realm.
John Ziska no less, commanded the Danish army that was landed south of Dublin in great panoply of arms and warriors, under the watchful guns of the fleet. And he too that stood to command from his battle-wagon, on a pale summer day in 1634 as the last chivalry of England stood to battle against the 63,000 Danes. On that day the English proved that man to man they could fight the Dane as equals, but the pressing numbers of the Imperial host could not be withstood and the last English army went down in bitter defeat before the walls of Dublin.
With the defeat of Lancashire and his army, coupled with the siphoning of the remaining bureaucrats and intellligence apparat, the Viceroyalty of Gran Bretan sputtered to an ignoble end. With this the various and disparate islands and coastal possessions that had been in England's hand fell away into civil disorder, revolt and independence.
Danish Empire: In Ireland, most of the Danish armies of occupation packed onto the fleet under the command of VonCooperstien and sailed north for the remaining Aztec stronghold within striking range... mist-shrouded Iceland! There they found the island strongly defended by 13,000 Aztec troops dug into extensive fortifications. Sadly the Ukranians had retained the services of Percy Shelly and the defenders were leaderless. Jan Ziska and his Immortals were landed under heavy fire from the fleet and spent the early fall of 1635 reducing Aztec fortresses and bunkers. This accomplished by the late winter of 1636 the Danes packed up their bags (save for a hardy garrison of Finnish exiles) and sailed back home.
On the way back the Danish fleet sideswiped the Nisei trade station on the Shetlands and vaporized it, casting the hapless inhabitants adrift at sea in small boats. Some of them made it to Bergen where the Swedish authorities took them in hand. In Venice, a visiting Nisei prince made a scene at an Imperial Audience and had to be hauled off in chains with a gag. [See Aztec].
Those left behind, under the able command of the Grand Duke of Lorraine, persecuted a vigorous campaign against the Catholic princes of Ulster and Connaught. Those worthy lords put 18,000 men into the field against Lorraine (who led 30,000 hardy lads and bastards all), but failed to stop the Danish juggernaut which salmmed them flat and then jumped up and down on them. Both provinces fell under the sway of Denmark.
In the north, however, where the Duke of Lorraine had returned home from the conquest of Britain to cheering crowds, and Jan Ziska, the most loyal of generals lay dead, mutiny sprang forth with a bloody head from the body of the state. In conspiracy with VonCooperstien, the admiral, the Republic of the Netherlands was declared as the Consul's palace in Bruges burned and hysterical crowds rampaged through the streets, smashing the shopwindows of Italian and Greek merchants.
Things were more intresting in Britan, where the island was already devided by Danish missionary activity in twain. Lucco diSfortza, commanding the Imperial garrison, found himself in a land entirely torn by internicene war between the Catholics and the Hussites, who immediately fell to slaughtering one another when it became apparent that the Empire was going to be occupied for a while... diSfortza fell back to London with the remaining garrisons, hoping to escape. In London, however, the converted lords and princes waylaid him as he attempted to escape with his army to the continent. "We shall all be slain!" they cried, "the Catholics will hang the lot of us, and murder our families!" diSfortza refused the Governorship, but then they offered him the Crown of the ancient kings of England. "Take it," they pleaded, "be King, take up the dragon-banner of the ancient kings!" diSfortza, who in a trivial aside hails from Corsica, at last acceded and was crowned King of England.
Kingdom of Britain: The Hussite British control Mercia, Anglia, Wessex and Sussex. The remainder of England and Ireland is in open revolt against the Danes and anyone else around.
Aztec Empire of Mexico: The Aztec fleets (and armies) in West African bailed rapidly to the New World, wiping their brows at the close escape they had managed.
Danish Empire: The Danish garrison of distant Strathclyde was ordered to disband and make its way back to the empire by the best means possible. Zoe, faced with rebellion throughout the rim of the Empire, was quick to take the offensive. She herself led an army east to secure the Grecian principalities that had so shockingly revolted. Guy of Lusignan and Marco diGirolamo she dispatched west to bring ruin to the Burgundian duke and secure the French frontier.
Kingdom of Britain: The English, for once free of all foreign domination, rejoiced and revelled in the breath of freedom that it brought (regardless that they now served and foreign, rebel, king). Warm relations were opened with those ancient friends of the British Isles, the Swedes, and trade soon flowed again from the port of Oslo and Trondheim to London and Great Yarmouth. In the fall of 1637, two of the Swedish Royal Princesses (twins, no less) came to study at the diSfortza court and to learn the ways of royalty.
Lucco, eager to both expand his regal domain and to make it strong, declared that within bonny England there would hence be no religious persecution and that all faiths, Hussite and Catholic alike would be free to practice as they pleased and that both would recieve the same treatment from the King's Law. The King also forbade the gathering of many of the usual usages and taxes due him, in recognition of the poor harvests of late.
As a result of this uncommonly generous act, when Aztec assassins landed in Sussex by nighted boat in 1637, local farmers arrested them and they were dragged before the local magistrate. Under torture the five assassins revealed all and all were determined to be long time agents of the Aztec Empire, sent to murder King Lucco.
Aztec Empire of Mexico: As an aside to all the other excitements, the Aztecs declared a cessation of hostilities with the Danish Empire. The Earthquake and Ark of the Covenant Legions landed at Edinburgh, overawing the locals, and restaking an Aztec claim in the British Isles.