For my 100th post I shall recount the day that the armies of the Holy Roman Empire invented a teleportation device. This was about three weeks ago in my last MTW:VI campaign before I went to XL. I was the Danes. The Germans had given me fits, yet I did not want their lands. So, I went on a typical Viking destruction/ransom campaign throughout the HRE. Here's the picture. I am in Anjou, French in Il de France, Spanish in Brittany, Rebels in Flanders. Emporer is cornered with a large army in Normandy. He has no ships. His allies have no ships.There is no port in Normandy anyway. I attack. Expecting a large enjoyable battle
with a hefty pot on the backside of it, I find to my shagrin that I am fighting two units of militia sergeants. They are dispatched with ease and I am trying to figure things out. I discover after the battle, that the Emporer and his army have magically jumped
completely over Flanders to Friesland, which he owned already. There he sits biting his thumb at me. Me =
I cornered him again in the exact same situation about a decade later. The same thing happened again.He sits innocently in Friesland after my invasion as if he'd been there all along.
wtf?
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