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Started by Blaggut, January 26, 2015, 06:59:01 PM

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Blaggut

#45
January 30, 2015, 05:28:55 PM Last Edit: January 30, 2015, 05:32:07 PM by Blaggut
((Just a warning for later, no PG, PP, Meta, Etc. Also, the ones with weaker tech (I.E Mongals) can be considered numerically superior, and our friends with the "fast shooting muskets" and "flying Calvalry" can be considered a bit smaller. So yeah, it's ok to use anything that's Vietnam and below. No nukes... This battle isnt big enough for that. About 150 or so for the WW2/WWIs.  :P


Napoleon's Troops had finished loading their muskets, and released devastating fire upon the closest WW2 army (whoever that is...), quickly followed by devastating fire from his 6 cannons, and a volley of grenades. The Calvalry charged out to meet the enemies upon the field of battle.
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Lady Ashenwyte

#46
January 31, 2015, 12:23:18 AM
OOC: It's Mughals. I believe the Mughals are the people with the second worst technology in this battle.  :P
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

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Delthion

#47
January 31, 2015, 02:33:18 AM
OOC: Aside from the Scots?
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Lady Ashenwyte

#48
January 31, 2015, 03:36:20 AM
OOC: Aye.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Izeroth

#49
February 01, 2015, 03:43:55 AM
 A whirring sound could suddenly be heard overhead. A group of biplanes-- perhaps four dozen, broke through the afternoon sky. The symbols painted on their wings identified them as RAF fighters.

The biplanes flew over Wellington's stunned army and headed for the French. When they were twenty or so feet away from Napoleon's army, they opened fire with machineguns.

The Mask

#50
February 01, 2015, 03:48:46 AM
ALRIGHT TIME FOR ME TO STEP IN YOU DISAPPOINTING GENERALS WITH YOUR POINTLESS OUTFITS!
*Marches in with a Zulu army armed with grenade lauchers*
HAHAHA BOOM BOOM!
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Lady Ashenwyte

#51
February 01, 2015, 03:59:20 AM
OOC: WHAT IS MR CUDDLES DOING HERE?
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Izeroth

#52
February 01, 2015, 04:03:12 AM
OOC: Perhaps it's just Shaka Zulu acting like Mr. Cuddles.

Blaggut

#53
February 01, 2015, 07:04:25 PM
An Artillery fire breaks many of the biplanes, and a large portion of Napoleon's Infantry clutch their stomachs and fall. The Calvalry charge into the Scots, being wary of the Calvalry mounted Mughals and their horse expertise.

((Alliance, anyone?
~Just a soft space boi~

Emperor Ublaz

#54
February 06, 2015, 03:42:12 PM
Quote from: Blaggut on February 01, 2015, 07:04:25 PM
An Artillery fire breaks many of the biplanes, and a large portion of Napoleon's Infantry clutch their stomachs and fall. The Calvalry charge into the Scots, being wary of the Calvalry mounted Mughals and their horse expertise.

((Alliance, anyone?
Which nation were you again? El Cid may consider an alliance against the Germans...
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Lady Ashenwyte

#55
February 07, 2015, 03:06:53 AM
OOC: He's France, led by Napoleon Bonaparte. Germans, want an alliance?

The infantry stood behind the musketeers as they peppered the Scottish with their guns, causing mayhem.

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Blaggut

#56
February 07, 2015, 06:33:16 PM
The infantry turn on Ash, firing a wall of lead into their midst, hoping they will break under fire. The musketeers head for the Scots.
~Just a soft space boi~

Delthion

#57
February 07, 2015, 10:10:35 PM
OOC: Wow, everyone is after the Scots!

Charlie ordered the Scots forward, with bowmen covering their advance, the swordsmen split and headed into the woods on either side of the battlefield, then converged on the Mughals.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Hickory

#58
February 07, 2015, 10:28:34 PM
After taking out random soldiers, the Russian infantry returned into the fray, backed by tanks. They slammed into the side of Wellington and caused chaos.
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Lady Ashenwyte

#59
February 08, 2015, 05:30:31 AM
The muskets, losing many from infantry fire withdrew while the infantry clashed with the Scots. The cavalry charged the Brits while the elephants, guns and artillery engaged the Scottish assault.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.
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