First try of making an AAR, so any criticism is welcome. Only decided to start an AAR when I was some twenty years in the game, so no screenshots of the first years.
247BC – winter Kart-Hadast
Welcome in Kart-Hadast traveller, it will be my honor to invite you to my home.
But you’ll have to forgive me that I can’t offer you a feast in your honor: these aren’t the times to celebrate. Economy has suffered a bit of a downfall of late. Bandits have been raiding the trade routes, trying to get their hands on some of the riches of our fair city.
After last year the rumours that the gods have left us, have become louder and louder.
Why such pessimistic view on the world by the people who seem to have everything they can possibly desire? If something terrible happened to our city?
Let me tell you: those wretched Romans saw their chance to attack us once again. A year ago they attacked the city of Rhegion, trapping our northern army inside.
If it was always like this you ask?
If you really want to know we have to go back to the year 272 BC. Back then our nation was nothing more than a coalition of colonies divided over Africa (Kart-Hadast, Ippone, Adrumento and Lepki), Iberia (Gader and Mastia) and the isles in the western meditterean (Alalia, Karali, Bocchoris and Lilibeo).
We lived and grew rich of the trade with our allies. Back then we were allied to the Lusotanians, Ptolemaoi, the Aedui and Rome. We were at war with Syrakousoi and their allies Epeiros.
Our beloved sophet had decided to put a Spartan mercenary at the head of our army. This man successfully conquered the rest of the western African coast. The cities of Kirtan, Tingis, Siga and Sala joined our growing empire. Thus forming a bridge between our holdings in Iberia and Kart-Hadast.
Alltough the Iberians and Ptolemaoi have been our allies for years, the council didn’t and still doesn’t trust them. Large garrisons were created in the cities of Gader, Mastia and Lepki.
Little did we know that other men would soon put a knife in our back.
At this point in history a man destined for great things came of age: Hamalcar. It was this general who took an army to Sicily and conquered Messana and our arch-nemesis Syrakousoi.
Hamalcar:
After these conquests we shared a border with Rome. Seeing our richness they decided it belonged to them, and promptly attacked Messana. Hamalcar enraged, took half of his army and forced the romans to withdraw. However the insolent bastards didn’t retreat back to there own territory, no they staid within a day’s march of the city of Messana.
Hamalcar utterly destroyed them after the rest of his army had catched up with them.
Determined to let the romans feel the might of Kart-Hadast he attacked the city of Rhegion. He destroyed their elite army with almost no casualties. After that the romans sued for peace.
That’s five years ago, and in those five years a lot has changed. Like I told you earlier our economy is struggling, bandits are roaming in our lands and our Sophet died of old age.
The romans saw their chance once again. Their first attack on the city last year was valiantly repelled by Hamalcar and his army. Our elephants saved the day, otherwise more than half of the army would have been lost. After the defeat of the first army, the romans just send a second, and its that army which is sieging the city at this moment.
The council and the Sophet haven’t remained idle, the bandits will be dealed with very soon. Garrisons and armies have been made smaller to get our economy back on track. And our elite units are assembling in this very city. I hear that their even might be plans to reform the lost sacred band (which was utterly defeated by Syrakousoi).
My brother who is a servant of the Sophet has entrusted me with the war plan of the council: Messana will be used as a fortress to brake the will of the romans. If Messana falls all hope will be lost. But that’s still something to be decided by the gods.
Hmmm look at the time it might be good to go to bed. I probably won’t see you tomorrow morning, I have to visit an old friend in Lepki. So farewell, maybe we will meet again some day.
The elite gathering in Kart-Hadast:
Rebels in Africa and Iberia: