| ...Or...Not... |
| So he sends a bunch of longbows and MDIs and a few cav in, and they're
cut down.
Sorry Alex, did you need that smoking crater? Thessalonica is next. And then the end of the road.
And peace was made, with a substantial discount on Medicine. And then Gems, Furs, Saltpeter, 500 gold, 18gpt, and my world map are given to Spain for Electricity. I am now down only by Sanitation. No, Boromir, you have triumphed. "Hey Boss, we really whupped em good, huh Boss?" "Yes, Flunkius." Meanwhile, we note as we sell Gems to Beth for Corporation, Izzy is totally running away with the science race. She has infantry and is building ToE, and nobody else has either tech. Frightening. Oh, good grief. Go away, AIs.
Like how I'm STILL stuck on 0 science Monarchy after hundreds of years? :P No, Izzy. I will NOT pay you my map and 41 gold. I'm done with that. So, yknow, she declares war. So, yknow, I sign on the entire rest of the world to go beat her up. Hopefully THAT will keep her busy. And while we're at it, let's buy Rep Parts off Beth. Mmm. Rubber under Viroconium, the little crap island city I founded because I could. Yay. Ok. Beth has SciMeth. Rome can complete a coal plant in 3. I can RR every single tile of Rome at the same time the coal plant comes in. Let us hope. 800 gold later, we'll have ToE in 10 turns. MMing gets us to 8 turns. MMing on short rations gets us to 7 turns. Hope hope hope.
Ka-ching! Finally, I get a wonder. And Atomic Theory. And Electronics. And Refining and Steel from trading Atomic Theory to Beth. "Wow Boss, you sure pulled that one off good!" "Yes, Flunkius." And in 1445, I finally build my FP. That took a bit. And then in 1475, Greece and I make peace with Spain. England stays at war. For the most part, no territory changed hands. Remember these guys?
In other words, there's a whole lot of random infrastructure building going on, and not much else. Oh, and England hasn't got any rubber. That and I pretty much gift Saltpeter and Horses to Spain just to keep the war going for a while longer. Then there's this.
"Ok Flunkius. Bear with me for a moment. England hasn't got any rubber, correct?" "Yeah Boss." "And nobody else in the world has any spare rubber, so they wouldn't have sold any of it." "Sure, Boss." "So England can't possibly have any infantry, correct?" "Yeah Boss." "So, in other words, if I were to send a few transports over, with, say, 20 or 30 cavalry, they'd likely do quite well, right Flunkius?" "If you say so, Boss." Cursed 8 turns of Dyes deal. "Right. Flunkius. I'm not sure if I've got enough troops here. What do you think?"
"Gee Boss, I dunno." |