The year is 1701.
the disciplines of a standing army has changed drastically from the days of pikes and swords. Professional armies have replaced swords and shields with firearms.

At the height of Imperialism in Europa, Great Britain, who at this time also controls two islands in the Atlantic, including Jamaica, and Rupert's land in Canada. Begin their plans to finally crush their long time rivals, France.
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Winter, 1701.



General Churchill surveyed his army. He received a letter from the king himself, informing him of their intentions to declare war on France, and that he was expected to raise a army to sail to the mainland, and fight them on their native soil. Churchill squinted for a moment, his eyes locked on the center regiment of his 7 Regiments of foot. He nodded at his assistant general. "Yes, sir?".
Churchill looked at him, a look of curiosity on his old face. "Who is that man?".
His assistant general looked confused for a moment before following his finger, pointing at a rather rough looking Lieutenant Colonel who was barking at his men, every now and then the men would laugh at the Lieutenant Colonel's comments.
"Why...Thats Lieutenant Colonel Samuel McCray, sir, His regiment makes up the center of our army..."Sam's first and only." they like to call themselves.
Churchill grunted, "Very well, if his regiment makes up our center line, then he bloody hell better not break."
"I'm sure they will do an outstanding job...Sir..."
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Winter 1701
It was a cold day on February when William III made a formal declaration of war against France. At the time, Louis XIV had sent most of his standing army into the new world, to protect the settlers from natives and the small British presence there.
William III saw this as the perfect opportunity to strike the heart of the Empire, and ordered Churchill and his army to board the fleet and invade France...
Not only did Louis XIV have to deal with the British army, but also hostile actions by Austria and the united provinces, not to mention the loyal thirteen colonies in the Americas. France sent out a plea for aid, and only Spain and Louisiana (Being a french colony) answered...
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Samuel stepped off the ship, most of his men where already on land and setting up camp, he rubbed his eyes and stepped forward, his men nodded as he walked past, he stood on top of a tall hill. He wondered to himself, "Why would the king sent one army, and not even that big of a army, to take Paris from the enemy?". What ever plan the General had, it better be a good one.....
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Winter 1701..



Churchill rose from his tent to the sounds of yelled orders and running.
"Oy! We got frogs comin!". That voice could only come from one of Samuels men.
A scout marched hastely towards Churchill. He saluted and nodded. "Sir! We got a small French army heading this way, and another is coming to reinforce them, at least 800 or more!"

Churchill nodded. "Very well, prepare the army, its time for a battle.."
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Samuel took a deep breath, his sword at his side and his pistol in his holster. "Stead fast men, its our first battle, I don't want any'o you to bloody choke out there, you hear me?"
Nods and agreements spread through his regiments ranks. "Right then...Lets get on with this business..."

"Give me a report." Ordered Churchill, trying his best not to scratch at his powdered wig.

His line was a standard one for the british army, with his and another Calvary unit staying behind the line of Lined infantry.



His cannons where on the right flank, protected by a single regiment of Militia who where assigned to the army.

"Right lads." barked Samuel. "You know how the first and only works, three rounds per minute, I don't want any god damned waiting for the enemy to fire back."
"Here here!" yelled the regiment.

The French made their move by trying to break the English left flank with Calvary, a fatal mistake as they where quickly cut down by musket fire, the major of the army was in that unit, and was one of the first to be hit, seriously damaging the Frenches moral.

Cannon fire exploded around The first and only, followed by screams.
"Jacobs hit!" yelled one of the hats men. "So is Charlie!"
"HOLD FAST MEN!" Ordered Samuel "Just Froggy getting off a lucky shot!"

The French attempted another Calvary charge, this time into the right flank in a attempt to silence the British cannons, but where met by 120 militia men, although not as good shots as the professional line infantry, they do their part..

The Militia men hastily raised their rifles to bare and fired at the Calvary in a unorganized fashion.

"ARRRGHUUAA!"
Another scream rings through the first and only as another cannon ball hits its mark.
"Timothy!"
"HOLD YOUR GROUND!"

Churchill examined the battlefield. "We can't just wait for the French to come to us. Move up our center..."

A trumpet sound rung through Samuels ears, he smiled and raised his sword. "Right lads, we got our orders, advance!"
The first and only moved forward, followed side by side by a few other regiments that made up the center.

"Move move move!"

After two more cannon balls made their mark, the First and only finally got into range of the French cannons and opened fire, killing most while the rest fled for their lives. After taking the center field, The Center line moved left flank to meet the enemy.


"FIRE!" "FIRE!" "AIM...FIRE!"
Those words spread through the lines as the regiments all opened with a volley of death against their White coated foes.


After a few volley exchange with the French, Samuel grunted. "Oh fuck this!" he yelled as he rose his sword. "CHARGE! KILL EM ALL!" he roared as the first and only charged forward, barking out insults as they advanced.


As the First and only began their charge, the other regiments went by example and began their charge aswell.

"RAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"


The sound of thunder shocked through the battlefield as a hailstorm of bodies smashed into each other, both armies where trapped in violent close combat.

"Send em runnin, lets go lets go!"


The surviving French forces began to back away desperately as their comrades where beaten to the ground by the British infantry, it wasn't long before they broke and fled.


"Dat's roight! Run you Frog bastards! The First and only is comin fer ya!"


This would only be the first of Frances Crushing defeats.

Chapter 2
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King William sat at his throne, rubbing his eyes in frustration the diplomat had brought him.

After the battle near Caen, French forces near Paris where exhausted, giving Churchills army a open road towards Paris. The battle was swift (wasn't even worth recording :|), the local minutemen where quickly over run by the disciplined and organized army led by John Churchill. Even after the destruction of the defense force in Paris, public order was incredibly low, with constant workers strikes and riots, which led to a full out rebellion. The surviving members of the French army fled to their final stronghold to the east, regrouping with eachother and the local forces.

Churchills army must now deal with The public, a rebel army, and the French army that is soon to march from the east.

With England conquest in mainland France. The other European nations had mixed reactions.
Spain, Frances ally, became paranoid of Englands army, and declared war, starting by blocking off one of Englands vital trade route.
Prussia, A long trading partner of England, cut off its trade route and declared war on England, in fear of attacks from Spain or France.
Out of the nations who have allied together to crush Englands war efforts, The united provinces and Austria, have decided that it is in their best interest to ally themselves with England, bringing with them several minor nations in the progress.
The Ottoman empire has refused to change it political standings and is keeping its trade routes with England.

In the new world, Virginia has declared independence from the English and created the United state of America, England is currently trying to come to good terms with the new nation.
The Huron confederacy, a band of Indian tribes in the western part of Canada and America, has declared a bold but feeble war with England aswell, sending brave men from Ruperts land off to war.
Only time will tell how these events will unfold.
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Linken Rokuta. A pirate who has been harassing the English seas for many years, has finally been captured by the English navy. Has been put to trial and was to be sentenced to death. It was not until King William ordered his execution to be withdrawn when Linken was drafted into the English Royal army. Now in command of a penal regiment. Linkens "Last chancres" are being shipped to France, to reinforce Churchill's occupying army.