A Conversation with the Chancellor

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exhominem

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I humbly present a conversation I would very much like to have with the chancellor of the Imperial State. I'm rapidly beginning to think that the real challenge in playing them comes from dealing with the sheer incompetence of the other generals...

"Hey. Chancellor. You got a minute? We really need to talk."

"Haha, of course, my boy! Is this about my daughter again?"

"Yeah, Okay. We'll start with that. You refuse to let me see her, right?"

"General Bullows is courting her, and you must admit-"

"He's a better catch? No, actually, not really. As far as I can tell he just stays in his dad's castle all day and *****'s about not having enough men and how he's too cool to go on campaign. Meanwhile, I've been following you around for about three months now, taking about a castle a month. Also, I'm pretty sure he's courting Muffling's daughter as well. Who also thinks he's a real catch. If you can believe that."

"Yes, but you see, he is much more renowned then you. Come on, we've got a battle to fight!"

"How?! He never does anything! How is he so popular when he never fights, or talks with anyone, or leaves his bloody castle!? Oh, also, I've been meaning to talk to you about our tactics. Now, we've been doing pretty awesome so far against the Laurian's because all they do is send wave after wave of pikeman after us to get promptly shot to death. Now, the thing I can't understand though, setting aside the Laurian's incompetence, is our own. I mean, it seems like every single general but me fields way too many horsemen. I mean, we're fighting the Laurian's, right? They're just going to end up impaled bloodily on spears, so why bother? For that matter, why do you all insist on charging your infantry lines towards the enemy? I mean, I've just been putting all my men on the first hill I can find and I've yet to be overwhelmed. Pretty much everything dies before getting within a dozen yards of my men."

"I dunno... this whole 'not charging blindly towards our deaths' sounds rather risky... and unsporting."

"It's war! It's not supposed to be sporting! Also, about the Kaiser... why does he never go into battle with us? He's got like... two hundred men, and all he uses them for is to ride around L'Orraine all day. I mean, you think there'd be better uses of his time than hunting bandits. Like leading our country. Or fighting our wars. Or literally doing anything else."

"Ridiculous! It's all part of the Kaiser's master plan! Now follow me, we're going to attack a city deep in enemy territory, even though it leaves the cities and castles we just took wide open to retaliation."

(Sighs) "Yes sir..."
 
Everyone in EATRC is mental in some way.

The Kaiser needs to stay near L'Renouille in order to get a new pickelhaube each week as every week his pickelhaube gets bombed by Eagleshin El-2s, Gulkers Gu-87s, Hawnikels He-111s. And yes, he now gets attacked by Vaegir Eagles as they upgraded from the Pigeonkarpov Po-2s.
 
in my case he relocated to Tihr (after i took it  :evil:)  at least he and his 400+ soldiers accepts my suggestion to take castles.

exhominem, loved your post  :D

 
Nice conversation.. the eatrc world has different laws of logic. They can effectively prove why the proposition (Charge horses into pikes--->win) = true
 
He's right though.. There's no better way to politely say "**** off" than by saying it at the tip of a Clamshell Claymore that's been deeply imbedded into someones face :mrgreen:
 
Venitius said:
And the IS can't spell the names of their enemies properly. No wonder why they get killed all the time!
Who cares what they names are?. They just die like anybody else after a couple of shoots. All we need to know is where to find them.
 
Yeah. Come over to the lands of Halmar and the cold will freeze your baby bottoms and we'll run you through with pike and shot, while wearing awsome hats and doing the safety dance. Beotch you'll get pwned by Safety Dancing, Spiffy hat wearing, crazy swedes, but not quite swedes coz they're called Halmarians :D
 
Herr_Lindstrom said:
Yeah. Come over to the lands of Halmar and the cold will freeze your baby bottoms and we'll run you through with pike and shot, while wearing awsome hats and doing the safety dance. Beotch you'll get pwned by Safety Dancing, Spiffy hat wearing, crazy swedes, but not quite swedes coz they're called Halmarians :D
great another cocky lorean', we will leave the joy the white plains and the gay looking musketeer to our crazy brothers.

Shrugging Khan said:
Which is why you sit so very nicely in your little end-of-the-world valley far away from anyone who could perhaps put a few cuts onto your soft, unscarred boy-skin  :)
big words lorean but note that while our corner of the world holds great natural defense for the fanatics hords from the south it also has great place to expand to the east...


note to myself, order the generals to start operation new world order, unification of swidia and breaking traditions, execute at 1.132 sharp.
 
He-llo! This is Lauria! Kicking the **** out of the northlands, and beyond! Constant war with a dozen Kingdoms and the HU; across two continents! Now pushing into the HSE and Vaegir territories, too! Competent rulership, flexible and fearless military forces, a strong economy, transoceanic trade and commerce...

And who's that hiding in a hole over there? Oh yeah, it's a bunch of uncivilised savages that split from their original tribe to follow a parkinson'd ruler with a dead pigeon on his head. Hiding in a hole, far away from anyone who might hurt them, having accomplished just about nothing at all in their entire history. And too afraid of actual warfare to pick up some real weapons.

Golly yeah, I really shouldn't pretend that it's a fair fight  :roll:
 
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