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Rebellion in Northern Naples
King Ferdinand I di Bourbon, if he could be called that, shook in his seat as he read the letter in front of him. His father, King Charles of Spain would not send aid to him, his own son, due to the actions of that Corsican Consul in France, Napoleon. It was always because of Napolean was it not? He was King Ferdinand I of the house Bourbon, the preeminent dynasty in Europe if it was not for his idiot of a cousin Louis XVI who had to have lost his crown and his life to his own people, then give the entirety of Europe this entire 'revolution business'. His father Charles, gave him the Kingdoms of Sicily and Naples to unite, so he could look to the Pyrennes and defend it against any French invasion. In Naples he had united the two into the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies, but of course with the coalition wars against the French and the own republican sentiments among his own people had let to that French consul attempting to depose him, HA! Like he would let that happen. The Republic supplied by the dreaded Neapolitan nobles, this 'Parthenopean Republic', this disgusting cancer on his state, which had taken his capital in Naples would fall. The Sicilian army was loyal at the very least, numbering over 80,000 men mere marshalling near Salerno by Roger de Damas, a French man by one loyal to the anti-revolutinary cause. Together, him, de Damas and the might of Sicilian arms would bring down this flagant republic within his kingdom.
Days later, outside of Naples
The siege of Naples, if it could be called that was progressing well, the lower classes the 'Lazzaroni' were as they should be loyal to their king, reports came in everyday of the limited French forces within the city fighting with the peasantantry as they attempted to hold Naples and await for the French army in Naples, reportedly consiting off 40,000 and the traitorous nobles, which reportedly had 20,000.
Looking down at the letter beside him, he smiled, looking at General de Damas, he could see there was a shine in his eyes and a wide grin as well. He knew how the rest of Europe would see this, the undefeated French army was retreating from Naples, the 40,000 of the Army of Naples were leaving his nation as a momentary peace was declared in Europe as this 'Second War of the Coaltion' ended, he knew while technically a loss, as it only gave that hated French consul even more territory, he knew with this momenary reprieve he could recover his territories and then, be ready for the war he knew could come.
Stepping outside of the command tent, he smiled once again looking at his resplendent army, de Damas along with the other exiled anti-Revolutionary officers of the French army had done well training his army to be a well trained efficent fighting force, smelling the morning air, a mix of citrus and gunpowder filled his lungs. Allowing an aide to place his crown on his head, he confidently straddled his horse as he raised his symbolic sword into the air, a cheer went throughout his army, mixes of "Lunga vita al Re!" and "Morte in Francia". A feeling of pride and honour swelled through him as he gave the order to attack.
The Siege of Naples would not be a decisive battle as many others in the time period, but it was symbolically significant. It reinforced King Ferdinand's kingship, it united the Sicilians and Neapolotians in a common struggle, and it broke French power in Southern Italy. The war against the nobles continued on for a few more weeks, but without French support they were outnumbered and their troops morale shaken Campania was united days after Naples fell, Molise a few days later. Then finally weeks later, at L'Aquila King Ferdinand personally accepted the surrender of the nobles. He was magnanimous in his peace, the guilty parties were pardoned, the army of the nobility was integrated into the Army of the Two Sicilies, swelling numbers to 100,000 men, the nobles only had a few lands taken from them. It seemed the nobles power of Naples was finally broken and the people loved the King further.
Finally the king after entrusting his north border to his new friend and greatest general Roger de Damas, he came back to Naples were he was given a hereos welcome, with parades in the street as the commonfolk pledged their loyalty towards their king. Now it was time for peace and rule, as he looked towards his northern border, at the shape of the Italian penninsula, was it not right for the Italian people to have their own nation? As the French and the Spanish did? Was it not right for him to be the magnanimous leader of such a nation? He pondered these words, but put any action towards them out of his mind, it was a time for peace. Until that French Consul made a move once again.
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As his ship docks at Taranta after sailing across the Middle Sea, Ambas-
sador Dukat is racing to diplomatic success in the official diplomatic visit
to the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies in what will be his fourth achievement.
Lucratives and luxuries were brought with him across the intercontinental
sea to be presented as gifts to the King of the Two Sicilies . . .
- TARANTA, TWO SICILIES
The peoples of the Two Sicilies and Egypt greet welcome to their exten-
ded friendship in protest against a common foe, as Ambassador Dukat
successfully carried out his diplomatic mission. He docked at Taranta,
bringing various luxuries, and left the docks ferrying pleasing news.
He successfully achieved an alliance with King Ferdinand I di Bourbon
and extended Egypt's trade relations with the Middle Sea kingdom. He
would return to Egypt and beseech Hapi to bless the people of the Two
Sicilies with porous harvests and prosperity.
King Ferdinand I di Bourbon knew that the Two Sicilies would be ready
for a war against the hated French Consul, having the ancient civiliza-
tions of Egypt at its back, while Egypt praying to the eternal Horus not
to deprive the King and warriors of the Two Sicilies.
The Spanish Civil War
Following the outbreak of the French revolution, many other nations succumbed to the growing republican menace. One of these nations was Spain. The provinces of Galicia, Leon, Aragon and Catalonia all fell to the republicans, whilst only Castile and Granada remained loyal to their King.
King Charles IV pondered, for the rightful King of Spain knew the war before him was unlike any other. This was an ideological war, a war that cannot be won on the battlefield alone, he would need to give his newly conquered regions a reason to remain loyal.
As he pondered his lands grew restless. Then he had it, the chaos meant that the farms weren't being worked, his enemies were likely already on rations. Charles knew that winning the war, would require force and food.
The King's first target was Leon, as he knew this region had the weakest republican support, making his Reconquista easier. The armies of Castile charged into Leon, liberating Avila, Segovia and Soria within the coming day. Charles's army on 50 thousand cavalrymen were often met by grateful Spaniards, thankful being led by their rightful ruler. In their wake, the soldiers of Castile left bread, a simple reminder of the stability a King brings.
As Charles's armies marched north, resistance became stronger. In Zamora, Charles was injured by a musket ball, damaging his left shoulder. Out of fear of infection, Charles was forced to stay off the front lines.
Five weeks after his campaign started, the province of Leon was brought back into the realm.
With most unrest in Leon under control, and a large percentage of tax money being spent on bread, The Kingdom of Castile was unified. Charles's next target was Galicia and Asturias, but first he needed to rest.
This however would have to wait. As over the next few weeks, Catalonia would declare themselves independent from Spain
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It had been a week since the King left the infirmary, the time spent had given him much time to refine his plans. His next targets would be the provinces of Galicia and Extremadura. Now with Leon in his realm, he had the manpower to assert his claim over the rest of Spain.
His plans for Extremadura would be to capture the Caceres via Salamanca and Toledo, then he would send his forces south to meet his army from Sevilla, with the goal of encircling Merida.
All while this was going on, he would send forces to blockade the Galician port cities of La Coruna and Vigo. With the goal of starving out the Republicans, so that his armies from the south could engage a weakened opponent.
The morning of the invasion was cold, the sun's warm tendrils flickered over the horizon. Charles sat atop his horse, wielding a bandaged shoulder. Behind him stood 13 thousand Castilian soldiers, some wielding halberds, others muskets, and some rode atop horses. With his order, the armies began to march.
The towns they passed submitted at their arrival, it was impossible for a village of one thousand to oppose such a large force. In the following days, these villages would receive shipments of bread, reinforcing their dependence on the Kingdom.
The following afternoon the army encountered their first real battle. Outside the city of Trjilo, a militia of republican forces had entrenched themselves along the low walls which dotted the landscape. In the distance one could see the town, small white houses with orange tiled roofs ran along the hills. The militia's strategy was strange, wishing to face Charles's superior forces out in the open.
Charles ordered his cannons atop a hill, for they out ranged the enemy muskets, a bombardment would surely rout the insurgents. Charles's cannons missed their first few volleys, the fresh soldiers were clearly inexperienced. The following volleys hit their marks, crumbling the walls which they hit.
Realizing the futility of their defenses, the militia marched into formation, revealing their true numbers. From where Charles stood he could see that their forces totaled close to 3 thousand militiamen, most of whom were brandishing muskets. The militia marched towards Charles's army, unaware of the cavalry contingent hiding behind the hill. Charles ordered his musket men to get into formation only to fire when in range.
The enemy militia grew smaller the closer they got, the peppering of cannon fire routing some of their troops. Once in range both sides fired on each other, felling the unfortunate souls who were in front. As the enemy began to reload Charles blew his whistle, ordering his cavalry teams to charge over the hills. The sight of the Castilian cavalry teams caused the enemy to rout.
By the end of the day the final numbers were in, around 730 Republican and around 160 Castilian soldiers had perished. This battle proved the importance of cannons to Charles, for without them, the enemy would have stayed in their defensive position, causing a far more costly battle.
The road to Caceres was met with sabotage, it was clear that Republicans had laid caltrops along the way. 23 horses had the misfortune of stepping on the devices, rendering them immobile.
A few miles outside of Caceres, Charles met with his other army. General Francisco Ballesteros led the forces of Salamanca, around three thousand in number. This time the Republicans were larger in number. Divisions formed along the plains outside of the city, around 9 thousand Republicans. The long sea of yellow grass flowed along the battlefield, there were no hills, giving no side a distinct advantage.
It became apparent to Charles that the Republicans in Extremadura didn't have any cannons, a luxury which he would make use of. Once again Charles and his armies bombarded the Republicans from afar, forcing them into a charge out of desperation. By the late afternoon the Republicans had retreated into the city. Close to 200 Castilians perished during the battle.
The strategy perplexed Charles, surely the Republicans would've made use of the city's defenses initially, instead of fighting on open ground. Clearly the enemy commander was inexperienced or an idiot.
Charles ordered Ballesteros to encircle the city, placing it under siege. The siege continued for three days, no one could leave or enter Caceres. On day four of the siege, Charles received a letter from his Sevillian army. They had successfully captured Merida and were on route to Caceres.
By day five, it became apparent that the city was suffering, a poor summer had left the city with less than ideal food stores. On day six, Charles received a letter from the Republican commander, Luis Santiago. He wished to discus the terms of surrender. The letter detailed that Luis was only 15 years old, being promoted to commander of the Extremadura Republicans after his father's death a few weeks ago.
His age, rank and lack of skill had cause descent amount his ranks. The letter also detailed a request for him to flee to his relatives in France as he feared for his life.
The next morning the two met for breakfast outside the city walls, discussing the terms of surrender over a pastry meal. By lunch time Luis was on a horse to Huelva, where he would catch a boat and sail to Corsica.
Extermadura was now Castilian. The armies of Charles IV would have little time to rest, as their forces in Galicia were in dire straits.
Sicilian Invasion of the Roman Republic
King Ferdinand I di Bourbon, King of the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies. Looked down at his articulate map sitting on his dark oak table. Again and again the map haunted him, Roger had told him again and again that a line of forts from the Tyhrennian to the Adriatic was impossible at the current extent of Sicilian territory, it was too flat and an army could bypass them completely. He looked closer to the map, there had to be a way, without these forts that French consul could invade his kingdom too easily, his eyes glued to Naples finally moved north, Rome. The Roman Republic was still alive, his invasion to depose them and reinstate the Pope was close to succeeding back in 1799, if not for that French Consuls interference in his own nation he would have succeeded. Finally realising what needed to be done, he walked away from the table, a quietness filled the room, a figurine of a Sicilian infantry man on top of Rome.
10,000 Sicilians were stationed in Sicily in case of a French move to take the island and to defend against the Barbary Pirates. Another 10,000 along with the 20,000 Egyptians were stationed in the Naples region along with the city of Naples to defend from a similar threat or from the resurgence of the Parthenopean Republic. Him along with Roger de Damas would take 80,000 men into this ‘Roman Republic’, 20,000 following the Adriatic Sea to deal with any resistance from the cities there, while he and de Damas would take the remaining 60,000 and lay siege to Rome.
15/7/1800
Outskirts of Frosinone
The scouts of the oncoming Sicilian Army had finally found the resistance they were expecting from the ‘Romans’ as they called themselves. Frosinone was a stronghold on the road to Rome, seemed the ‘Romans’ were making their stand here and with the French withdrawal from Italy evidently they were obviously desperate. Standing before the scouts were 25,000 men evidently of good training but with pitiful armaments. They were standing on good defensible land however, they would lose this battle, but it seemed they would take many Sicilians.
Later
The Sicilian army reached the outskirts of the city by the afternoon and within a few hours were ready for battle against the ‘Romans’. Feelers were sent out as custom demanding the ‘Romans’ surrender, it was refused, as everyone expected. What was unexpected however was the counter-offer, these ‘Romans’ had the gall to ask him, to surrender his kingdom to them in exchange for his life, ending their letter with ‘Vive la révolution’. It was outrageous and insulting, he was tempted to give the order now for his army to destroy these revolutionaries. Roger put his hand on his shoulder and he breathed, no that would be too wasteful of his people's lives, he would teach these people and most importantly that French Consul what would happen to those who went against him.
Moving on top of the nearby hills, he looked over his army, all 60,000 of them ready to engage with the ‘Romans’ 25,000 if he ordered it. Having been very liberal and walking among them, understanding their concerns, he realised every one of them that died he would feel guilty for. He knew he would not give the order, or at the very least not yet. He remembered what his father was doing in Spain, he knew what Roger had said would have to be done. He looked at the neighbouring hill… and nodded.
A cacophony erupted throughout the night, as if the winds of heaven and hell coalesced. The Sicilian cannons fired shot after shot into Frosinone, mens hellish shouts filled his and his army’s ears as they were hit, over and over. He knew no one would be getting sleep tonight, luckily, if you would call something as morbid as this luck, a cheer rang out from the opposite side of the field. Rows and rows of men assembled, some marching in neat rows, others running and breaking formation. His men readied their muskets, shouts from across his lines were heard, “Load, aim, steady… steady…. SHOOT!”. The first lines of the enemy were annihilated by fire from all sides, smoke rising from all over the front, shouts of ‘Load!’ were given by all of the officers. As the smoke cleared a hail of shot answered the Sicilians, many falling down as the ‘Romans’ stood in place, so pitiful in number as many already were running back to Frosinone and corpses of the dead and wounded littered the ground.
Looking from the hill, he was disgusted with what he saw, they had no chance of success in their mad sally, but they continued standing, more and more falling from each hail, a smoking city standing behind them. He raised his hand and allowed it to fall. A shout of “Lunga vita al Re!” rang from the flanks of his army as his elite cavalry forces came onto the field, chasing the routing ‘Romans’ as his infantry took up the chant and charged the remaining ‘Roman’ infantry still holding. It was a wave of blue squashing and sweeping away the red, it was evident by morning that any survivors of the ‘Romans’ had retreated from the city and were making a desperate attempt to reach Rome with his cavalry forces on their heels.
Ferdinand on his horse walked down from the hill, the ground was littered with corpses, most thankfully of his enemy, making a slow canter to Frosinone, he knew the ‘Romans’ would surrender Rome to him, out of fear if anything. Soldiers on seeing him saluted, some shouting “Lunga vita al Re!” as they did so. He kept his eyes on every one of his soldiers as he entered the city. It was a burning husk, his bombardment doing more damage then he could have considered. Many civilians lay dead and many others looked at him with tears or resolute eyes. He knew he had made a mistake here, calling on for one of his aides the King stated loudly.
“I am so sorry for what I have done to you all, I do not expect forgiveness for I do not even forgive myself for my actions here. For all the power I have invested in me, I will promise to rebuild your city, to be better than what it had, I promise your people will no longer face suffering from the ‘Romans’ or me. I will seek to earn your forgiveness.”
Ferdinand knew it would never truly make up for his actions, but he put it out of his mind. They had won a great victory and Rome would fall. A letter even informed him of how the 20,000 following the Adriatic had captured all the ‘Roman’ Adriatic cities and countryside, he knew that very soon that this ‘Roman Republic’ would fall, that he would unify Italy and that he and all his allies across Europe would finally end that French Consul.
Admiral Jose Luz stared into the distance, his eyes fixed on the land before him, La Coruna. Sapphire ripples broke into pearlish waves along the coast. Where the waves retreated, white beaches took its place. Beyond the sands stood the city, white and orange houses which once were bustling with people, was now a ghost town. The Admiral had been blockading the city for weeks, no ship had left or entered the town since they arrived. The Republicans made one clear error in their plan, failing to levy a navy. They may have attracted some military generals to their cause, but the Spanish navy was still loyal to their King. However, in Luga it was a different case. Republican forces had invaded the province of Asturias. 30 thousand soldiers entered the province, trying to capitulate the region to their revolution.
Charles IV marched north with his forces, his attacking army had been reduced since he took Extremadura, with most of them being sent to protect his borders. His combined attacking force was around 24 thousand, including General Ferdinand’s forces. The shoulder wound which he acquired in Leon was no longer an open wound, yet the broken scapula was still unhealed and incredibly painful. His armies were meant to be marching to Lugo however, reports detailed that Asturias was currently under siege. This was an opportunity for the King to rescue one of his Dukes, bringing the Dukedom under his control. The mountainous region would be hard for any army to invade, making a defensive battle ideal.
Charles would intercept the Republicans on their way from Grado to Oviedo, from there they would attempt to defeat the Republicans in detail, distracting and splitting up their forces. Cannons would be positioned along castle turrets, targeting the narrow mountain passes. Along the way to Oviedo, Charles received a letter detailing that some 6 thousand Republicans had entered Gijon, the capital of Asturias. The letter further detailed that the Duke had sent his guard to engage them, emphasising that he would be unable to dedicate as many troops as before to Oviedo. This troubled the wounded king, this was the first battle he would fight with inferior troops to that of his opponent. The stress caused the King to sweat beads, the upcoming battle would surely test him to the best of his ability.
The ancient city of Oviedo was tucked between the mountains of the region, a natural citadel. The city was beautiful, bright green plants rolled along the landscape, contrasting the orange and white city. Charles positioned his forces into teams of 500, with a cavalry contingent for every three infantry contingents. The Republicans arrived at dawn, their forces arriving from almost every direction, they had clearly flanked the town during the night.This suited the King, their attempt to encircle the city allowed him to engage their forces in detail. Charles ordered his cannons to fire when in range, however the narrow passes made aiming difficult. The first few shots picked away at their troops, routing the first in line, as they inched closer both sides engaged in musket fire, felling those in front. The battle continued for about thirty minutes till Charles gave the order to release the reserves. The reserve contingents marched to engage the forces from Argame (South) and Colloto (North-East). Charles new forces overwhelmed the Republicans allowing cavalry divisions to sneak past, however the main enemy force from Grado was able to push further in. The strategy terrified Charles, it was cutting it too close, he prayed his cavalry divisions would be able to flank the main forces in time.
The minutes marched on, the Castilians were failing to keep the Western pass, but then, at noon, the Castilian cavalry appeared, charging down the hills to flank the enemy forces. The first charge caught the enemies off guard, routing many. By the end of the day, the rebellious forces had surrendered. Around 6 thousand Castilian and around 12 thousand Republican forces perished during the battle, with many more Republicans fleeing back to Galicia. The Castilian forces rested for the next few days, the heavy losses causing a major dent in the Castilian army. A few days later reinforcements arrived from Gijon successful in defeating the Republicans there. The battle tested the King, he had never won such a Pyrrhic victory before, he feared that he would face more like this in the future.
The armies rested for the next few days, then they continued on to La Coruna. As it turns out, the Galician Republicans were starving, the blockade had forced them to expand their claims. The King hid his smile, his grand strategy was working, food was the key to his victory. Upon arrival in La Coruna, the combined forces of Castile numbered 20 thousand, whilst the Galicians were only able to assemble 12 thousand, with many defecting from military service following their defeat in Asturias. La Coruna surrendered shortly after Charles began setting up the siege. Many weeks of blockade had taken its toll, and the city was defeated. Charles now had a strong position in Iberia, he had only one front to face and only a few more regions to capitulate. Spanish reunification was only a few months away.
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