If You Can't Do It, Nubia Can!
King-Emperor Qalidurut I, the Conqueror
1258-9
So passes the Tsar’s army. At least their families can gain comfort from knowing their sons, husbands, and brothers didn’t die in vain. Their noble sacrifice bought enough time for the Tsar to run away and hide in his castle.
The garrison at Oromieh, intimidated by the massive Turkish army, did not hold out for long. Now for the first time in this war the Turks have taken Nubian land. I could not call myself a Dongola if I made peace before it was returned.
Taking another province from the Turks does not make me feel better about the situation.
Nor does the news that all of Turkish Georgia now belongs to Nubia improve my mood. All that means to me is that more troops are free to try to stop the Turkish juggernaught in the south.
While news from the East is mixed, in the West tidings are all good. The Bulgarians lose control of Constantinople for what I plan to be the last time. I’ve been looking for a new summer residence for some time now, and I’m told the Marmora is lovely that time of year.
News of Constantinople’s fall takes the last bit of fight out of the Count of Methone, and he surrenders the next day. My general tells him he can take whatever he can carry and then orders him to be on his way out of Nubian territory.
And just so my third foe doesn’t feel left out, I slaughter five thousand Armenians up north. For some reason it makes me feel kinda Turkish, but I suppress those feelings and start moving my army southward,
where the Turkish army has advanced into another of my provinces. And just in case you thought I only had to worry about 30,000 Turks, they are continuing to bring in reinforcements from Persia.
The recent setbacks on the Turkish front have emboldened some of my less loyal vassals. The Prince of Imertia decided to use the chaos to inform me that he no longer considered himself bound by his oath of fealty and was going to go his own way. He’s smart enough to realize that a war will just bring unwanted attention, and that I can’t spare the men to create a war if he doesn’t push the issue.
This means that most the Nubian lands north of Georgia that aren’t controlled by the rebelling Prince of Armenia have left the realm. The Conquests of my grandfather, undone in a few short years.
Not that Hanna was ever going to be given any responsibility or important task anyway, (after all, she’s female) but now I’m certainly not giving her any. Now she’s nothing but a tool of the minor nobles.
Hopefully this won’t damage her value as a strategic bride.
Will Hanna’s value be damaged? Can Qalidurut stop the Turkish advance? Will more vassals try to jump ship? Would desert dwelling people even have the expression “to jump ship”? Can the Nubians seek out the Tsar’s hiding place? Where is the Sultan? Find out with If You Can’t Do It, Nubia Can!
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King-Emperor Qalidurut I, the Conqueror
1258-9

So passes the Tsar’s army. At least their families can gain comfort from knowing their sons, husbands, and brothers didn’t die in vain. Their noble sacrifice bought enough time for the Tsar to run away and hide in his castle.

The garrison at Oromieh, intimidated by the massive Turkish army, did not hold out for long. Now for the first time in this war the Turks have taken Nubian land. I could not call myself a Dongola if I made peace before it was returned.

Taking another province from the Turks does not make me feel better about the situation.

Nor does the news that all of Turkish Georgia now belongs to Nubia improve my mood. All that means to me is that more troops are free to try to stop the Turkish juggernaught in the south.

While news from the East is mixed, in the West tidings are all good. The Bulgarians lose control of Constantinople for what I plan to be the last time. I’ve been looking for a new summer residence for some time now, and I’m told the Marmora is lovely that time of year.

News of Constantinople’s fall takes the last bit of fight out of the Count of Methone, and he surrenders the next day. My general tells him he can take whatever he can carry and then orders him to be on his way out of Nubian territory.

And just so my third foe doesn’t feel left out, I slaughter five thousand Armenians up north. For some reason it makes me feel kinda Turkish, but I suppress those feelings and start moving my army southward,

where the Turkish army has advanced into another of my provinces. And just in case you thought I only had to worry about 30,000 Turks, they are continuing to bring in reinforcements from Persia.

The recent setbacks on the Turkish front have emboldened some of my less loyal vassals. The Prince of Imertia decided to use the chaos to inform me that he no longer considered himself bound by his oath of fealty and was going to go his own way. He’s smart enough to realize that a war will just bring unwanted attention, and that I can’t spare the men to create a war if he doesn’t push the issue.
This means that most the Nubian lands north of Georgia that aren’t controlled by the rebelling Prince of Armenia have left the realm. The Conquests of my grandfather, undone in a few short years.

Not that Hanna was ever going to be given any responsibility or important task anyway, (after all, she’s female) but now I’m certainly not giving her any. Now she’s nothing but a tool of the minor nobles.
Hopefully this won’t damage her value as a strategic bride.
Will Hanna’s value be damaged? Can Qalidurut stop the Turkish advance? Will more vassals try to jump ship? Would desert dwelling people even have the expression “to jump ship”? Can the Nubians seek out the Tsar’s hiding place? Where is the Sultan? Find out with If You Can’t Do It, Nubia Can!