Well, as usually a warm arzarakawaraz to alls who read this, hope you like this one as far as the previous. I would have add some more info on the World economy of my campaign, but cause i had ctd, i cant understan what are the right economical screen shots of the actual campaign, and what are the ones related to ctd savegame. So, can't add a full overview now. But since i ve no more ctd now, cause i fixed the mod, i will update a very comprensive overview of the other powers economy in the next update.
As usually remember to press F11 key on your keyboard cause i like vertical screen shoots. Now i will post the fourth table:
TAVOLA IV
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, strirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warn, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Thomas S. Eliot - The Waste land
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Oh for the dried bones of the Mighty Zarathustra, a sad Time is coming from this lands of desolation, We Parthian were too poor to establish a strong domain on the lands of our Ancestors the Akemenids, others, more powered Kingdom are expanding around our few province, blocking our path to Expansion and forcing our men to march up and down along the Waste Lands searching for a Virgin Ground were to settle, avoiding as far as we can, to offend our dangerous neighbours...
The Armies of our greek alleys, marh along our provinces, conquering every single piece of soil out of our frontiers, our economy dont allow us to do the same, so how sad is to see every land falling under the Ellenic Flag...
what a shame we have to fight only miserable brigands, our army deserves a better fight, a day where our warriors can dye in a honorable way
and so, ashamed and humiliated, Arses's army has to afford its duties...
The enemy are few and outnumbered, they are scared by us, and we are scared by Seleucids, so, we have to do the job...
Finally our new troops of horsearcher, can have the opportunity to show how deadly are the parthian arrows, falling from the sky, coming from an undefined place... at last, so we tought...
Ah... what an inutile massacre this will be...some of our old veterans, seems to dislike such a useless task...
...and here's the results
A black bird fly in the sky, it is the Shunxa's messanger, he came to us from the Western Sky, to warn us the Seleukia is become an huge power, so scared as they are, the Parthian, sent Otanes in a diplomatic mission to have an update map of the greek domains...our alley will give us for sure the infos we need to sleep well in the night...
Oh Hole Parthin Heaven, Oh you King of the Sky, please listen to our prayers, send a plague in the in the greek unfaithfull lands, destroy their Gods, diminish their arrogance, those nasty men could have invented what they call Philosophy, but they lost The Wisdom...
A goud challenge at last, the proud warriors of the steppes can finally prove as worthy they are...
Enemy General Tallis, seems an optimus leader, will he show us, he deserves his command star?
The infantry of Tallis, try to pursue our flying knights, while the arrows, storm the sky from a side to another...
Go Astianax, you are The Tender, Go Krybio, you are The Brutal...and you Kuna The Barbarian, let your bloodied axe gently pose on the nice bodyes of our worthy enemies...
The weather is warm and dried, the dust is covering our corpse so far as the corpse of the brigands, poor men, we understand you... we know what you call to be free, we also are searching for a place, were the Parthian dragon could fly safe and free...
the time to end this battle is come...
meny men are dyed, a lot of them lay on the ground while their souls reach the Sky...
A victory that we pay almost as much as our enemy, but a victory...
Some time when all seems lost, The Supreme King of the Sky seems to pose a pitifull hand on your head, we lost an alley, but we gain another as powerfull as the previous one...
Our old friend Phraotes, the latter apprentice of king Arsace, is waiting to join Arses Army, and to lead with Him the Great Expediture in the Northern Lands
Oh Ahura Mazda, the Holy Lord of the Waste lands, you make two Tender Hearts to rejoin, as anxious is the young and tender Astianax to be made a man, by the old and experienced veteran Phraotes...
And so, the longest day is come... a bloody day for sure...if this battle is lost, no more hope for Parthian to expand their lands, a great opportunity for our enemies to subdue the dragon...
The enemy general is the greatest we encontered, his worth will be sufficient to stop our heros?
Arses, you are the leader now, fight well and show to enemy how strong is the nomad heart of the Parthian horseman...
Phraotes, you have become aged now, but we trust in your experience for keep away the young Akemenes, and Astianax the boy, from the enemy pikes..
Krybyo, you are a barbarian, and you dont care for your life, but make you alive, we need to hear your brutal howl again and again...
Kuna the axeman, you come from the same barbarian lands, make your axe to pose on the enemies as gently as ever...
And you Cyruzzus, the mighty archer... well you dont need advice, you are too smart boy to risk your life...but use well your tricks to gain us a fine day...
The Land is Waste, Winter has come from the Easterns Caves, A Bloody Wind is blowing from the Northern Seas, a Day of Sadness and Dust is coming from the Wilde and Obscure Earldoms of the Night....
Ehm...more black of the midnight it cant arrive...eheh
TBC
hope enjoied
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