The South Touli War

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“I’m sorry, you want how many of my professional divisions?!” General Franson screamed.

“The remaining 70,000.” General Ranulf stated calmly. “I know this is a hard order to stomach. That is why Marshal Zelgius sent me personally.”

“I don’t think you understand what the situation is here, General,” Franson said, slamming the orders down on his desk, “This line of forts is the only thing standing between Elenria and Elenerre. You want to replace my elite divisions with conscripts who can barely tell what end of the rifle should be pointed at the enemy!”

“I don’t think you understand, General. The Marshal and I thought that the 40,000 men we sent to the Union would be enough to secure Tafatu long enough for us to train the Tafatu to fight for themselves, take most of the manpower burden off of Franerre. 40,000 men may not be enough to hold even one city. Those divisions are necessary. They may not even be enough. I wish we could have them sent out immediately, but we need time to raise the reservists to replace them. Your soldiers will be shipped out 10,000 a week, with 10,000 conscripts coming to replace their positions on the Bartels Line. Anything else is treason.”

“Treason?” Franson chuckled, “I’ll have plenty to say about treason when the spiders come for our heads.”

~

Private Alec Auquan just didn’t get it. Everyone else in the unit of Dragoons liked to think they had some ‘special bond’ with their animal, like they were the only ones who did. Alec saw through all that bullshit from the start. Both man and rider were replaceable. If Alec got shot off Rover, his horse, then someone else would be called up to be his rider instead. Same held true if Rover got shot out from under him. Once everyone heard the news they were being shipped out to Do’rville, it seemed like the entire unit came down to check on their ‘mighty steeds,’ to see if they were ready for battle. Like the horses hadn’t been trained for this their whole lives. Maybe the men were just trying to reassure themselves. Alec was just here because he was on stable duty this week.

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10,000 Heavy Infantry units, 100 Artillery, and 500 Special Infantry a week would be rotated off the Bartles Line and replaced with a force of 10,000 Standard Infantry and 50 Morters until the full complement of 70,000 Heavy Infantry units was rotated out. The Heavy Infantry would take trains to Saint Parsson, and from there walk to reinforce Le Troi. In addition, a force of 10,000 Dragoons and 10,000 Caribeeners from the city of Rhoen would be redeployed to the south of the Galatea Line by rail and ride the rest of the way to Do’rville.

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Siege of Le Troi phase 4
Winter 1930


Rebels

The rebel line was simply overwhelmed, they fired the last of their Gatlin gun ammunition at the sudden surge of bodies pouring into the plaza, the Frannerre would help maintain fire support, but the Union horde pressed close and almost on top of them. Charles heard Tauroneo's suggestion and then  Lishenko's, they couldn't abandon the plaza, if they left it would be impossible to retake it and there remained too many civilians inside the hospital. "We have to try and hold here, Tauroneo, your idea is what we'll go with in case we can't". 

Charles saw all the rebels who couldn't fight due to lack of firearms pick up Frannerre rifles. They quickly ran to the front line joining the desperate fight as Union soldiers attempted to melee the main line, but the rebels, Frannerre and Ashinara inflicted enough concentrated fire to put down the main charge forcing them to resort firing from what cover they had. From their perspective, they just needed to hold off till reinforcements came.


Union


Thousands of Union soldiers shouted and cried as they charged into the open plaza, descending the barricades only to meet intense resistance. The Ashinaran mortar strikes broke up large groupings quickly as random rifle and machine gun fire mowed Union troops down, the last thing Union infantry were expecting was a counter charge. But the Ashinara gave exactly that driving their bayonet charge to counter the much larger one. The horde would move to encircle the Ashinara using their bayonets to melee their foreign enemy, after the initial charge failed to reach and engage the rebel line the Union infantry would resort to firing from cover. 

The assault managed to do one thing for the Union forces, they began shifting thousands of troops to the surrounding blocs to surround the plaza. Union troops would fire from established flanks as they slowly encircled the plaza. Their main goal would be to completely cutoff and slowly squeeze into the defenders' positions. The Plaza charge itself eventually broke down to Union troops finally pouring enough numbers to reach the rebel line and engage in melee combat. But the melee was short lived, as blood flooded the cobblestoned ground and bodies began to pile up it became too much for Union infantry to bear and they began withdrawing. As Union troops fled back behind the barricades and to firing positions many of them would be exhausted and began collapsing once in safety. Union forces that now surrounded the plaza began firing into it at the defenders from the cover provided by the city buildings. 

Back at the artillery line, Union commanders were considering simply surround the city but Yakando refused to miss his chance to win the battle by himself. He knew reinforcements would arrive soon and steal his moment. The 3rd Army began is slow march West to Le Troi, they would arrive in Ferville and rest before force marching to Tarafan and then reach the Union artillery line at Le Troi. However, things were about to become complicated; winter was ending and Touli mud season was beginning, it severely hampered artillery towed by mule and horse slowing the 3rd Army down considerably. 

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End of turn results.

Ashinara's 200 man charge was completely lost, they were utterly overwhelmed by Union numbers that engulfed them.
They lost an additional 170 men in the fighting. Their total losses are 370. 

Frannerre loses 95 men in the fighting.

Rebels lose 100.

Union forces sustain 1,150 losses. 

Total Rebel losses: 15,073
Total Union losses: 20,802
Total Frannerre losses: 95
Total Ashinara losses: 659


36,629 Combat losses since war started

[aimway921]

Many of the Ashinaran officers fought side by side with their men and women. Many have died, more have been wounded in the melee frenzy that has unleashed on the plaza. But it was enough. As the Unionites withdrawed, another young Captain saw the opportunity, and quickly ran to his Colonel to ask for permission to act further. "Sir!" he said. "I believe that the enemy has committed most of their troops to the assault that just happened, and what's more, it looks like they are exhausted. My unit is still relatively fresh as we were in the rear during most of the action! Allow us to charge to force them to route!" Colonel Fedinsky weighed the options. If this young Captain was right, they could force the Union army to flee in a panic despite their overwhelming numbers - possibly even force surrender. If he was wrong, this will result in a loss of about 200 brave foxes with little to no effect on the enemy. It was a gamble. "You have my blessing," the Colonel said. "But first, you'll need covering fire from the enemy on the flanks. Get me other Captains in our regiment." "Yes, Sir!" the young fox answered, as he ran back to his unit. Several minutes later he returned.

"First Company volunteered to charge the guns. But they will need all of our support. Second Company will move in quickly into the hospital. Secure the building, make sure there are no enemies there. Make sure you don't kill any Tafati - help the civilians and wounded rebels out, if there are any still alive in there. All the other Companies, have your machine guns to join the Second, and set them up on the highest floor and the roof. As soon as you do, open suppressive fire on all the enemies you see in the surrounding streets." He then turned to the Captain of the first Company, who pitched the idea. "Once those machine guns sing, you may begin your charge." "Whith all due respect, Sir, I believe we shall loose momentum if we wait. The enemy must be exhausted right now, we must not let them rest - they will be ready for us then!" The Colonel contemplated his options for a minute. The Captain was right. But is the risk worth it? He decided to put his faith in the Captain. "Do this, and I will see to it that you are commentated for an award. You may begin your charge immediately. Everyone else, same orders, but double time, give them support as fast as you can." "YES SIR!" All the Captains replied. They have then rushed to their soldiers, relaying the orders to Lieutenants, who have then relayed them to Sergeants.

Within 10 minutes, almost 200 soldiers (Heavy Infantry) rushed into the hospital. Separating into several teams to check every floor at the same time, they have swept every room they could find, killing Union soldiers if there were any, and getting the Tafati out. The whole operation would take about 15 minutes, and in 5 more, the machine guns opened up on what enemies they could see.

Meanwhile, as the Second Company began their operation the Captain of the First Company of the 5th Infantry Regiment, Hennadiy Loksha, was riling up his soldier. "This is it men! Time for us to spring to action. The enemy has tried to flush us out, and they failed! We have forced them to fall back, but not too much. They are tired, hoping to catch their breath before their commanders order them into another attack. So now is our turn to flush them out! FIX BAYONETS!" As he gave the order, he pulled out his own officer sword in his right hand, and unholstered his service revolver with his left. "Once you get in range of the enemy, fire a salvo to disorient them, and then charge! FOR THE HETMAN! FOR ASHINARA! AND FOR THE FREE PEOPLE OF TOULI! HURAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

The 216 brave souls that followed him, drowning the plaza in their battlecry, have surged forward. Taking some rifle fire from the side streets as they charged across the plaza at the main Union force, about a dozen would collapse before reaching their destination. Jumping on top of the barricade, they came in 4 waves, each one firing their rifle once before jumping off the barricade on the Union side and rushing to drive their bayonet into any enemy soldier they could see.

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‘Damnit, there isn’t enough time!’ Tauroneo thought. “Spread the word!” The General shouted to his Caribeeners, “Caribeeners are to split into Battalions and probe the flanks of the Union lines on the city. If you see a weak spot, pressure it. If you see a hard point or machine gun, retreat and search for another place. We want the Union to spread their lines thin trying to cover all their flanks. Dragoons, hold position!” The word was spread quickly and soon the thunderous clop of hooves joined the staccato of gunfire resounding throughout the city.

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Rebels

The rebel troops reacted with the Frannerre returning fire at the surrounding Union troops and shoring up Frannerre lines. The hospital ceased its evacuation as Union troops now blocked all ways out of the plaza. Civilians that were being evacuated North were unfortunately caught in the middle of the Union encirclement and slaughtered, no one was spared, what few escaped caught up with the civilians that were North of the city in the field watching from afar the battle. 

Kendaya was placed into the center of the hospital, his people were exhausted, and the battle had dragged on for days now. For now he let the foreign coalition take the charge as he fell some of his rebels back to rearm, reload and get patched up. 


Union

Union soldiers were slumping into the ground from exhaustion when the shrill cries of the Ashinara charge came, "RALLY YOU SONS OF BITCHES!" cried a Union officer, hundreds to thousands of rifles fired at the Ashinara and when they chose to enter melee combat the Union soldiers by the near thousands swarmed them. Union troops elsewhere simply popped off rounds at the Frannerre, Ashinara and rebels in the plaza. But it was clear the Union troops within the city were tired and not entirely enthusiastic about another assault into the plaza. 
They would remain outside the plaza, cutting off the plaza forces for the time being. But a new problem was taking place, supplies were only brought for a quick battle with the rebels. "Sir we don't have enough rations for a prolonged engagement, and we're into the last crates of rifle ammunition." a logistics officer told Yakando, the Union officer was rubbing his forehead. His forces were lightly trained infantry used for large scale charges that ended the battle quickly, this prolonged fight was not something they did frequently. "How long can our supplies last?" Yakando asked aggressively. "At best maybe a month, if we can starve our enemies that would be bes-" Yakando cut off the logistics officer "I'm the commanding rank here! I know the best strategy!" the logistics officer quietly nodded and took his leave from the tent they were in. Yakando went back to a map he had been obsessing over, "why is this happening?" he muttered through his teeth, this should have been over by now, he should have been anointed a national hero and promoted to general for crushing the rebels. But the war had become complicated, his best chances were to hold and wait for the 3rd Army to reinforce them and resupply them. 

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Phase Results

Union Losses: 685 Soldiers

Rebel Losses: 186 Soldiers

Frannerre Losses: 134 Soldiers

Ashinara Losses: 298 Soldiers

WARNING: Plaza Stockpiles have dropped below 25% storage. If contact to the outside is not established soon, the Plaza will be out of supplies.

[aimway921]

Second Wave of Ashinaran troops has arrived:

-500 Special Infantry
-5,000 Regular Infantry
-3,000 Heavy Infantry
-2,000 Dragoons
-500 Carabineers

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Major General Yaremenko has arrived in the vicinity of Le Troi from the North-West with his troops. The first to meet them were the Dragoons of the 14th Regiment. As the fresh troops broke camp and dug defensive positions around the artillery, the officers have filled them in on the situation. The enemy army heavily outnumbers them, and to make matters worse, General Lishenko with the entirety of his Infantry was cut off in the Central Plaza as the Union troops flooded the city and surrounded them. They have been unable to break the blockade since. Yaremenko pondered over his options. The scouts also reported what seemed to be a base camp South of the city, along with the enemy artillery stationed there. It seemed like the least defended area - just 10,000 enemy troops were there. It has been decided what they shall do next. They shall dislodge the wedge out with a wedge of their own.

As night fell, 4,000 Dragoons and 1,000 Carabineers set out under the cover of darkness. 25 of the mortars and 10 field guns were taken with them. Having superior fox eyes, they would be able to see in the night much better than their human enemies, giving them an edge. A small detachment of 200 Dragoons 50 Carabineers - 10 Tachanka crews and 10 riders - set off to flank the enemy base position from the West side, while the rest - from the East. The idea was to set up a line of fire in the night to commence their attack at dawn. Assaulting the UST line from the East, the rising sun would would be behind their backs - making it much harder for the enemy to aim at them. Once the attack starts and the enemy lines face the East - the Western detachment shall strike them in the back. Meanwhile there were 65Tachankas on the east.

Breakdown of Forces on the offensive:

West:
20 Tachankas
200 Dragoons
10 Carabineer Riders

East:
20 Mortars
65 Tachankas
10 Field Guns
3,800 Dragoons
800 Carabineer Riders

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Attack on the Union Camp, phase 1

Just a few hours before dawn, the Dragoons have dismounted about 4 miles away from the UST line. Carabineers, both riders and Tachankas, have moved to the flanks, preparing for the standard assault - have the enemy engaged with the center lines as the Tachankas provided machine gun suppressive fire from the flanks. They have continued moving forward until they were just under 7,000 yards away from the enemy, hopefully still undetected. One could barely see a person with the naked eye at 500 yards - they were over 10 times that distance - and it was dark to boot - humans don't see that well in the dark. Now they waited. The Dragoons have dismounted and prepared for the attack, while mortar teams have set up their guns and aimed them at the enemy artillery, it's location reported by several lone scouts sent out to find it while staying undetected themselves. The entire operation had two main goals - take out the enemy artillery, and kill, or even better - capture - the Union army's commander.

Dawn was finally arriving. In the morning twilight, the officers whipped their soldiers into action. First, the mortars opened up. Lobbing heavy explosive shells in a high arc, they rained hellfire upon the enemy - but the main focus was their artillery, hoping to both destroy guns and detonate powder and ammunition stockpiles. After about 20 minutes of bombardment, Carabineers moved first. The riders in the middle and Tachankas on the flanks, they worked to close the distance on the Union troops, hopefully still disoriented from the sudden bombardment. The first rays of sunlight has spilled over the horizon as the carabineers closed the final yards, lances in hand, providing a blinding shield against the enemy troops who now have to look into the burning sun in order to aim their rifles at the incoming avalanche of troops coming at them. Tachankas opened suppressive fire on the UST infantry, aiming to cover the riders, who in the meantime diverted their charge from the enemy infantry and towards their artillery emplacements, aiming to kill anyone who looked like they may be an artillery crewman

While that was all happening, the Dragoons have began their advance. 7,000 yards to the enemy. About 1 hour of fast paced marching. No, better to variate it. First 5,000 yards will be taken by a standard march. After that they shall increase the pace. Should take them around 1 hour and 20 minutes. The horse-towed field guns meanwhile moved into range - 5,000 yards - and began raining hellfire upon the enemy infantry, adding to the one coming from the Tachankas. All of that happening while the Carabineers have already began their assault.

Once the Union artillery crews were taken out, what Carabineers survived, if any, would begin to pull out. By this time, the Dragoons were less than 500 yards away, and would begin to open fire. Tachankas continued laying covering fire, supporting the carabineers and dragoons. Seeing the chaos that has been unleased on the enemy line, the Western detachment has charged. Moving in just 400 yards away from the enemy, the 200 Dragoons dismounted and began taking pot shots at the enemies they saw facing them, while simultaneously moving closer. The 10 Carabineers that were with them, meanwhile, were tasked with killing any messenger they might see moving towards the town to alert the main force. While the total number of Ashinarans was almost half the amount of Unionites, they were counting on the disorientation caused by the combination of early morning attack on a rear position that wouldn't have expected an attack, the blinding rising sun behind the Ashinaran backs, the heavy bombardment and the complex attack from multiple directions. 

[aimway921]

Third wave of Ashinaran troops are on their way, expected to arrive in 2 weeks:

-10,000 Standard Infantry
-2,000 Carabineers
-50 Mortars

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Lieutenant Colonel Jordane led his 1,000 men from the front of the column of Carabineers as they rode through the once-proud city of Le Troi. The portion of the city they were in had been pounded by artillery, making the territory treacherous for the horses. It had been slow going, but none of them were willing to dismount except to help clear debris from the road. Finally, though, it looked like the man had reached a clear portion. The sound of gunfire and shouts of men grew louder as they continued to ride on towards the fighting. As the men drew to a large square, all of his forward scouts were waiting there. “Sir,” one of them said, “We’ve got a large group of Union soldiers down that street to the right. I didn’t see any machine guns in there, and they’re all charging forward like the Devil himself’s at their back.”

Jordane smiled. “We may not be the Devil himself, but I’m sure we can give them something to run from.” The Lieutenant Colonel drew his revolver from his holster. “Men of Third Battalion!” he shouted, while the men readied their guns and sabres. “Today we do a soldier's duty! Today we will charge the enemy with courage in our hearts! Today, we will make the enemy run in fear! And today, some of us may make a soldier’s ultimate sacrifice, may their souls be with the Lord our God most high. Men of Third Battalion! Charge!” Jordane fired off a shot from his revolver, kicking into his horse as the animal lept into action. The rest of the Third Battalion rounded the corner behind him, charging at the Union soldiers.
Up and down the Union’s flanks, similar situations would play out as the 10 1,000 man strong Carabineer Battalions charged and harassed the Union’s troops.

~

“Major General Saunders, Sir!” the soldier saluted.

Saunders took a drag of his cigarette. Le Troi was just over the hill in front of them, the Major General at the head of the march of 20,000 men and 100 artillery pieces. This was his first time marching over a hundred miles in less-than-ideal terrain, and he was ready for it to be over. “What is it, soldier?”

“We’ve got a squad of Carabineers from Le Troi, say they’ve got news from General Tauroneo.” The men came into view, trotting around the hill.

Saunders walked towards the five men. They didn’t even salute before rushing to a hurried explanation. “Fighting’s started in Le Troi, and it’s much larger than command was expecting. There’s some fierce fighting in the city, we left just as it started up again.” The Major General strained his ears. Sure enough, faint sounds of battle could be heard over the hill.

“Is the city surrounded?”

“No. The Ashi’s drove the Union forces outside the city back to the south border of the city. I’ve heard they got a firing base for their artillery set up somewhere, but I haven’t seen it. I know the Union’s still got their artillery firing, but I don’t know where it is, either.”
Saunders thought for a moment before answering. “Go on to Saint Parsson, then, and deliver the news to headquarters. If you need anything from my men, feel free to ask.” He turned to the group of officers to his back. “Here’s the plan. I want to make sure General Tauroneo’s forces in Saint Parsson aren’t surrounded, but he still may need more support inside. If all goes well, we may threaten a surround as well, forcing the Union to retreat or be slaughtered. I want half our guns to go find the Ashinarans and start coordinating fire with them, the rest will stay with the army. We’re splitting into divisions. 5th Division under Major General Gerard will go into Le Troi, while I’ll stay with the 6th. We’ll be splitting up too, 5,000 men and 25 guns a flank. I’ll take the west side of the city, the east can be handled by Colonel Rafael.”

Soon after splitting up, the Franerri army found that the Ashinaran reinforcements had arrived ahead of them. Meeting with Major General Yaramenko, it was decided Franerre’s troops would assist in the attack. Splitting their forces evenly, and using the Ashinaran’s night vision to sight in their canons as well, Franerre would assist with 5,000 men and 25 artillery pieces from both the East and West flanks. Meanwhile, 10,000 infantry joined the fight at the square in Le Troi and 50 artillery pieces joined the Asbinaran’s artillery in the rear.

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Union



Union troops were looting shops and stores in Le Troi, not for loot but for food, many of them had run through their on-hand rations. They had expected a quick victory over the lightly armed rebels, not a full engagement with foreign troops. The front-line troops randomly fired into the plaza trying to nail from their range, the Northern section that surrounded the plaza became stirred up when a random revolver shot stirred the distant chorus of gunfire into the plaza, the charging Frannerre caught them by surprise. “Form ranks you maggots!” the officers would cry out, but it was chaos. The Union troops were completely relaxed in the rear guard when the charge happened, in the panic many began surrendering and running to the Plaza western and eastern flanks.

“Hold your damn positions!” it was in vain; Union infantry were already tired and getting hungry from the siege and the surge of fresh Franch troops was breaking them. The frustrated officers finally ordered to withdraw; the Plaza now had a path free to the Northern section of the city. Like a set of dominos, the Union troops began buckling at the revelation of Frannerre reinforcements, officers ordered them to hold but the influx of 10,000 Franch troops into the Plaza made the situation dire. “Form a line South of the barricade!” Union troops rowed themselves into lines and began firing back at Frannerre troops from behind cover using the barricade or standing in the open street firing at the Frannerre troops outside the plaza. “Send runners to the rear, we need Yakando to know we’re struggling here.” Several runners, about 30 to 40 began making their way to the Southern line. But instead of safety they found hell.



Ashinara and Frannerre forces were slamming the Southern line, Union artillery batteries were firing back indiscriminately, entrenched Union soldiers were firing as rapidly as they could to try and keep the advancing enemy back. The madness of the assault was sending Union commanders into a frenzy trying to stave off the assault. “Fire everything, do not stop firing the main guns!” Yakando barked. ‘Where is the 3rd army!?’ he thought to himself, this was now beyond managing. The 5th army was being torn to shreds and running out of supplies. “We have to withdraw” Yakando turned in fury to see Yeeda, he wasn’t his usual carefree self-showing panic. “You coward, tell them to hold the goddamn line and do not waver! The 3rd Army is coming!” Yeeda sheepishly pulled his revolver out of the holster and made his way back to the front. Yakando felt like everything was spinning, he was supposed to win, it was an easy victory and now his entire army command was being decimated.



Yeeda returned to the front where his troops were struggling to fight back, the makeshift trenches and ditches provided cover, but the mortar strikes and the Ashinara Tachankas were making it hell. “Focus on the damn wagons, shoot the horses!” Yeeda cried, his troops began purposely aiming for the Tachankas when they would come into range “Hit the horses!”. Yeeda began firing his revolver in vain, he wasn’t near range, but he held some desperation in that revolver as he fired knowing they had already lost.





Rebels

The arrival of Frannerre reinforcements was like a shot in the arm for the Tafatu forces. The plaza was now firmly in their control, Kendaya looked now safely from the hospital as Union forces were no longer surrounding them firing at all directions. It finally felt like the tide had turned, “ANIYAH!” he realized he didn’t see her, he frantically searched the front as rebels began firing with more resolve with their Franch allies. “You! Officer!” he shouted at a rebel officer who had his arm in a sling and was missing an eye from gunfire. “I know you’re hurt but go to the line and find Commander Aniyah.” Without saying anything the officer saluted him and ran down the front from the bullet riddled steps of the hospital.





Far in the North, thousands of unarmed rebels and thousands of civilians were waiting beyond the city near the Franch and Ashinara rear lines. Several rebel officers made their way to Franch-Ashi leadership, “If you’ve brought guns, we can enter the city and fight. I have well over eight thousand men and women ready to re-enter the city”









3rd Army



The 3rd Army had been resting in Tarafan. They had no idea how bad the situation in Le Troi was for the 5th and seemed to move at a snail’s pace to the rebel capital. General Ukita was annoyed having to amass his entire force through the mud season and sent riders to Le Troi to gauge the actual severity. After another day or two he ordered his forces to begin marching to Le Troi.

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Results

Union forces fall back South of the Plaza losing their encirclement of rebel/Frannerre/Ashi forces. Their Southern entrenchment and artillery line is under attack.

Union losses total: 2,093, 34 field guns

Frannerre forces dislodge Union troops and reinforce Plaza defenses, as well as support Ashi assault. 

Frannerre losses: 142 infantry, 75 Carabineers.

Rebels hold fast in the Plaza and begin regaining their resolve to fight.

Rebel losses: 82

Ashinara assaults Union southern line, sounds of horses moving on the ground alert Union forces to prepare and counterattack via artillery. The assault has cut off the Southern line from forces in the city. 

Ashinara losses: 30 Tachakas, 600 dragoons, 74 carabineers, 2 mortars.

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As a lull in the fighting has occured, a single rider has approached the Union's Southern positions, white flag in hand.

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Union rifles were still firing randomly when the Ashinara rider strolled out, Yeeda saw him and began yelling "Cease fire! Cease fire! They're sending a rider out!". Union troops quickly began reloading to chamber rounds, artillery batteries began reloading for the next round of fighting. In the distance you could still here the rapid succession of rifle fire within the city, Yeeda crawled out of the makeshift trench, his body feeling the stress of knowing it was exposed as he ran to the back line where the officers were at. "Yakando, they sent a rider with a white flag." Yakando was propping himself over a table with the map of Le Troi, he was exhausted and furious. "Send a junior officer and Yeeda, you go with him. Take the horses in the rear." As Yeeda walked out with one of the junior officers he could hear 'where's the third army!?' in the background as Yakando began growing in desperation. 

Yeeda mounted his horse and instructed the junior officer to grab a makeshift white flag. "Follow me, say nothing, and be silent." Yeeda instructed him and they rode to meet the Ashinara rider. 

[aimway921]

Captain Fedot Dirka, wearing his full officer uniform with all his medals, holding a lance with the white flag attached to it in his left hand, saluted the approaching Unionite.

"Officer," he said calmly in Commons. "It would seem that the situation has developed... Far from being in your favor. Your force has been divided and badly beaten, you are loosing lives at a much higher rate then we are. I think it is obvious to anyone with a semblance of common sense, that should we continue this senseless slaughter for any longer, you will be... Wiped out... I have no doubt you are a man of honor. My commander, General Yeremenko, is offering you a chance to surrender to save lives, and prevent a catastrophe. New Ashinaran and Franerri troops arrive here every day, while your numbers only dwindle."