Edge of the World part 11: a MEIOU and Taxes AAR. An execution
Game: Europa Universalis IV
Published: 2017-02-02, edited: 1970-01-01
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Chapter the eleventh, in which king Erekle, 1st of that name, is crowned and fulfils Georgia's destiny.
Part of the campaign:
Edge of the World, a MEIOU and Taxes AAR
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Notes on this AAR;
I'm playing using all of the DLC, bar Mare Nostrum, and with MEIOU & Taxes version 1.25. I have manually removed the 'amalgamation government' from the game, because its really annoying and railroads history too much. Due to this, I'm not running in Ironman. For more details, see here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/eu4/comments/4kovcx/edge_of_the_world_a_meiou_and_taxes_aar/d3h08b4
The sun baked down from above onto the heads of the crowd assembled along the far side of the river. Two distinct groups of people had made themselves apparent. One group; the larger, huddled, whispering nervously to itself as if afraid to draw attention. Occasionally a hand would point to a rough wooden structure that seemed to have only recently been built. The second group stood around the first in a strict square, two ranks deep, each man alternately holding either a spear or a hand cannon.
The Georgian army watched their prisoners.
Gegechkori's carriage rode down into the valley and across the old stone bridge to meet with the sweating, edgy mass of men. The philosopher turned regent waited for his footman to open the door for him, and then stepped down the sun-dried ground, his boots kicking up a little cloud of dust with every step.
The two generals, Bagrat and Okhropir, stepped forward from where they had been waiting and bowed slightly to the Regent of Georgia. The both of them were dressed as if for court. They clearly did not expect any fighting today.
"I trust the prisoners have been no trouble." Gegechkori stated more than asked.
"Not since we took a few fingers from the biggest complainers." Bagrat replied, with a slight grin. Dark rumours had been going around the court for a few months now surrounding the man and his treatment of prisoners.
"Shall we proceed then?" Gegechkori asked, motioning towards the wall of soldiers.
The two generals nodded and they moved through the line of men. A hush slowly spread through the crowd of Moslem traitors as they realised they were being watched by more than the soldiers.
Gegechkori cleared his throat and spoke his judgement: "You have been caught in the act of treachery against the crown and people of Georgia, unholy conversion, murder most fowl and the torture of no less than twenty-seven priests."
He paused to let this sink in.
"As such, you are each to be hung by the neck until dead." He gestured towards the wooden gallows that had been set up just for this purpose, half-turned and nodded quickly at Okhropir.
"Bring the leaders!" The general shouted.
Soldiers marched into the crowd and brought out six men, with blood-soaked scraps of cloth wrapped around their right hands. They were violently coerced up to the gallows and rope was placed about their necks.
Five of them died easily, their necks snapping with the force of the drop. The sixth did not, however, and his feet twitched for some time as he was slowly choked to death. In the crowd a voice cried out and several could be heard crying.
Gegechkori felt a little sick at that. He was a philosopher, not a king or a soldier. Animals killed in the street were one thing, but they had no souls. These were men; and he feared some women were hidden in that crowd also, who could yet be redeemed if only they were well lead.
The soldiers were already slipping nooses about the necks of six more prisoners when Gegechkori cried out "stop!"
"Stop. The leaders are enough."
Bagrat gave him an unsavoury look as Okhropir called the soldiers off and the Regent addressed the crowd.
"You have been mislead by these men who took charge of your wrongful rebellion. But like the Lord, I am also merciful. You may return to your homes."
The crowd murmured loudly at this, as did the soldiers behind Gegechkori, but they made a gap in their ranks for the Moslems to pass through.
The Regent hurried back to his cartridge and told the driver to return to Tbsili. Running a kingdom was already tiring him and it had barely been a week since the king died.
I'm playing using all of the DLC, bar Mare Nostrum, and with MEIOU & Taxes version 1.25. I have manually removed the 'amalgamation government' from the game, because its really annoying and railroads history too much. Due to this, I'm not running in Ironman. For more details, see here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/eu4/comments/4kovcx/edge_of_the_world_a_meiou_and_taxes_aar/d3h08b4
The sun baked down from above onto the heads of the crowd assembled along the far side of the river. Two distinct groups of people had made themselves apparent. One group; the larger, huddled, whispering nervously to itself as if afraid to draw attention. Occasionally a hand would point to a rough wooden structure that seemed to have only recently been built. The second group stood around the first in a strict square, two ranks deep, each man alternately holding either a spear or a hand cannon.
The Georgian army watched their prisoners.
Gegechkori's carriage rode down into the valley and across the old stone bridge to meet with the sweating, edgy mass of men. The philosopher turned regent waited for his footman to open the door for him, and then stepped down the sun-dried ground, his boots kicking up a little cloud of dust with every step.
The two generals, Bagrat and Okhropir, stepped forward from where they had been waiting and bowed slightly to the Regent of Georgia. The both of them were dressed as if for court. They clearly did not expect any fighting today.
"I trust the prisoners have been no trouble." Gegechkori stated more than asked.
"Not since we took a few fingers from the biggest complainers." Bagrat replied, with a slight grin. Dark rumours had been going around the court for a few months now surrounding the man and his treatment of prisoners.
"Shall we proceed then?" Gegechkori asked, motioning towards the wall of soldiers.
The two generals nodded and they moved through the line of men. A hush slowly spread through the crowd of Moslem traitors as they realised they were being watched by more than the soldiers.
Gegechkori cleared his throat and spoke his judgement: "You have been caught in the act of treachery against the crown and people of Georgia, unholy conversion, murder most fowl and the torture of no less than twenty-seven priests."
He paused to let this sink in.
"As such, you are each to be hung by the neck until dead." He gestured towards the wooden gallows that had been set up just for this purpose, half-turned and nodded quickly at Okhropir.
"Bring the leaders!" The general shouted.
Soldiers marched into the crowd and brought out six men, with blood-soaked scraps of cloth wrapped around their right hands. They were violently coerced up to the gallows and rope was placed about their necks.
Five of them died easily, their necks snapping with the force of the drop. The sixth did not, however, and his feet twitched for some time as he was slowly choked to death. In the crowd a voice cried out and several could be heard crying.
Gegechkori felt a little sick at that. He was a philosopher, not a king or a soldier. Animals killed in the street were one thing, but they had no souls. These were men; and he feared some women were hidden in that crowd also, who could yet be redeemed if only they were well lead.
The soldiers were already slipping nooses about the necks of six more prisoners when Gegechkori cried out "stop!"
"Stop. The leaders are enough."
Bagrat gave him an unsavoury look as Okhropir called the soldiers off and the Regent addressed the crowd.
"You have been mislead by these men who took charge of your wrongful rebellion. But like the Lord, I am also merciful. You may return to your homes."
The crowd murmured loudly at this, as did the soldiers behind Gegechkori, but they made a gap in their ranks for the Moslems to pass through.
The Regent hurried back to his cartridge and told the driver to return to Tbsili. Running a kingdom was already tiring him and it had barely been a week since the king died.
A grand ball
I've paid for a great ball to be held in Tbsili. The court needs a distraction from their manoeuvring for power, and a large celebration will hopefully curtail some of their plotting at least for a week or two.
I've paid for a great ball to be held in Tbsili. The court needs a distraction from their manoeuvring for power, and a large celebration will hopefully curtail some of their plotting at least for a week or two.
The prince comes into power
Gegechkori's two years of power passed quickly, but seemed to age the man beyond his years. He seemed grateful to crown me King of Georgia.
My first act as king is to host a large celebration in the name of my father. He may have died young, but he died a good king and I will not have an ill word spoken of him.
Gegechkori's two years of power passed quickly, but seemed to age the man beyond his years. He seemed grateful to crown me King of Georgia.
My first act as king is to host a large celebration in the name of my father. He may have died young, but he died a good king and I will not have an ill word spoken of him.
A strong alliance
The efforts of my regent have closely aligned me with the nobility. He strongly recommended that I do not let them grow hostile towards me.
The efforts of my regent have closely aligned me with the nobility. He strongly recommended that I do not let them grow hostile towards me.
Setting up administration
I see a chance to increase the power of my administration by giving my Moslem subjects in the east statehood. Hopefully this largely titular change will bring closer ties between the capital and Shivran, which still largely acts as if it were its own nation.
I see a chance to increase the power of my administration by giving my Moslem subjects in the east statehood. Hopefully this largely titular change will bring closer ties between the capital and Shivran, which still largely acts as if it were its own nation.
Gift for gift
As a reward for their loyalty, the nobility request increased holdings. I am more than happy to grant them their wish, for they clear the way for me to supply a larger army by paying for some of the equipment themselves.
As a reward for their loyalty, the nobility request increased holdings. I am more than happy to grant them their wish, for they clear the way for me to supply a larger army by paying for some of the equipment themselves.
Expanding infrastructure
A few years have passed and Georiga's coffers have grown. It is time to expand the roads towards the seas.
A few years have passed and Georiga's coffers have grown. It is time to expand the roads towards the seas.
Cultural majority changes
For nearly a century, Hayastan was the largest town in Georgia besides the capital. As a result many Georigans moved there from across Caucasia to seek better prospects. Finally it seems that the cultural majority there has shifted to Georgian.
For nearly a century, Hayastan was the largest town in Georgia besides the capital. As a result many Georigans moved there from across Caucasia to seek better prospects. Finally it seems that the cultural majority there has shifted to Georgian.
Our isolation
Printed texts from Greece have reached Georgia over the seas and it seems that our church has picked up a number of unusual traditions, thanks to our isolation, that the Greek patriarch in Thrakai condemns as heresy.
The Orthodox church must remain untied in the face of our Moslem enemies. The Patriach of Georgia and I form a united front to stamp out heretical practices and bring true Georgians back into line with the mother church.
Printed texts from Greece have reached Georgia over the seas and it seems that our church has picked up a number of unusual traditions, thanks to our isolation, that the Greek patriarch in Thrakai condemns as heresy.
The Orthodox church must remain untied in the face of our Moslem enemies. The Patriach of Georgia and I form a united front to stamp out heretical practices and bring true Georgians back into line with the mother church.
National thought
Our isolation is not all bad. Our need for defence has gradually built up our understanding of castle construction. We have built hidden tunnels into our fortresses to help bring supplies in during a siege, and we have began to construct round towers, for they seem harder for sappers to undermine.
Our isolation is not all bad. Our need for defence has gradually built up our understanding of castle construction. We have built hidden tunnels into our fortresses to help bring supplies in during a siege, and we have began to construct round towers, for they seem harder for sappers to undermine.
Joy of joys
The lord has blessed me with a son. My wife chose the name of Vakhtang for him, and I am sure that he will make an able king in time.
The lord has blessed me with a son. My wife chose the name of Vakhtang for him, and I am sure that he will make an able king in time.
My great desire
Gegechkori advised me to avoid wars in my youth, for my blood will still be hot and I may not have the most able judgement.
Despite all that, Georgia's great enemy has fallen in to a moment of weakness with a small army and no allies. I feel the breath of prophecy tickling at the back of my neck. I will be the legendary king of Caucasia.
I order the army to move into position and prepare for war.
Gegechkori advised me to avoid wars in my youth, for my blood will still be hot and I may not have the most able judgement.
Despite all that, Georgia's great enemy has fallen in to a moment of weakness with a small army and no allies. I feel the breath of prophecy tickling at the back of my neck. I will be the legendary king of Caucasia.
I order the army to move into position and prepare for war.
Easy battle
The Shirvani army is easily crushed between our artillery and our mobile gun-mounted carts. Their own roads are turned against them, as the Georgian carts move faster along them than they do along our nation's worn and battered trails.
The Shirvani army is easily crushed between our artillery and our mobile gun-mounted carts. Their own roads are turned against them, as the Georgian carts move faster along them than they do along our nation's worn and battered trails.
Disruptive news
While I am with the army, I get word that missionaries dispatched to the Moslem communities in Georgia are not receiving the most positive response. In fact, they fear an uprising is being organised.
I tell them that it's probably nothing. Gegechkori assured me that he had put down the Moslem rebels for good.
While I am with the army, I get word that missionaries dispatched to the Moslem communities in Georgia are not receiving the most positive response. In fact, they fear an uprising is being organised.
I tell them that it's probably nothing. Gegechkori assured me that he had put down the Moslem rebels for good.
The capital falls
On the twelfth of June, I rode my horse into the heart of the Shirvani capital. They have surrendered!
On the twelfth of June, I rode my horse into the heart of the Shirvani capital. They have surrendered!
Chasing the army
The Shirvani army has been roving about the south of Georiga. It must be dealt with before it becomes a nuisance. My generals manage to find the enemy force and trap them in between the mountains and the desert.
The Shirvani army has been roving about the south of Georiga. It must be dealt with before it becomes a nuisance. My generals manage to find the enemy force and trap them in between the mountains and the desert.
A white flag
Before the battle, a Shirvani rider rushes out to meet us bearing a white flag. I order him shot before he reaches us. The only terms I am interested in are my terms.
The Shirvani army is low on supplies and morale. They are quickly crushed.
Before the battle, a Shirvani rider rushes out to meet us bearing a white flag. I order him shot before he reaches us. The only terms I am interested in are my terms.
The Shirvani army is low on supplies and morale. They are quickly crushed.
Peace
With no moves left to make, Shirvan is forced to completely surrender. I take the last of their Caucasian land and also the content of their coffers.
With no moves left to make, Shirvan is forced to completely surrender. I take the last of their Caucasian land and also the content of their coffers.
The prophecy is fulfilled
O great day! At last, after a hundred years, the prophecy told to my great-grandfather has come true. A king indeed rules Caucasia, and that king is Erekle I.
I have many years ahead of me, and I will make certain that Georiga and the Bagrationi dynasty will prosper for many decades to come.
O great day! At last, after a hundred years, the prophecy told to my great-grandfather has come true. A king indeed rules Caucasia, and that king is Erekle I.
I have many years ahead of me, and I will make certain that Georiga and the Bagrationi dynasty will prosper for many decades to come.
Final map of the world
Religion
Development. Green is anything larger than 30
European dynasties.
HRE
Thus, part 11 ends Edge of the World.
Well, that's a wrap people. Please let me know what you all thought of this AAR. I just did this little one to get an idea of how to create an AAR. I don't know how soon I'll do my next one, or what nation I will play. I might even take a trip over to HOI or Vicky or CK2. I might also create an epilogue to this story at some point.
And for anyone who missed it, my goal was to own all provinces in the Caucasian region as Georgia. I've got all the provinces towards this goal plus one extra from the Inland Anatolia region, which I had from the start.
So, thanks for reading and see you all in 1444.
Thus, part 11 ends Edge of the World.
Well, that's a wrap people. Please let me know what you all thought of this AAR. I just did this little one to get an idea of how to create an AAR. I don't know how soon I'll do my next one, or what nation I will play. I might even take a trip over to HOI or Vicky or CK2. I might also create an epilogue to this story at some point.
And for anyone who missed it, my goal was to own all provinces in the Caucasian region as Georgia. I've got all the provinces towards this goal plus one extra from the Inland Anatolia region, which I had from the start.
So, thanks for reading and see you all in 1444.
