Chapter 10: Revolution part 2

New Byzantium, had few preperations, but the people of his new land, which they had to come up with a new name for the glories country they were founding. The Grand Republic of Constants, or Constants for short, was the name given to the new land by its people. A few good commanders had moved to the Americas after their tour of duty was over, and they wanted to be in a land of peace and opertunity not a waring area any more, but now when it comes to pick and chose they have chosen to stand by the Grand Republic.

Many who wanted to see Byzantium fail decided to fund the nation, in fact England and France got over themselves for a day setteled the war in Canada and desided to send subsides to the new country. However Byzantium's long time allies, Prussia, who now owned all of Germany, and Burgundy, which now owned the Netherlands, and half of France were not happy to see Byzantium losing its lands to upstart country and gave its forces to help in this war, but Byzantium declined and said, "No this war is personal, no interference on your parts my friends." The two shrugged and went back to what they were doing.

Byzantium was now back in the old world, "Assemble the Grand Fleet bring at least 10,000 men! These traitors bastards shouldn't be to hard quell." Byzantium will wish that he had brought more. "Slowly ship men out when the provinces finally calm down from this rebellion! I will have that land once more!" Byzantium had never be so serious and angry when giving his command, his troops and commanders were scared. The grand fleet of at least 150+ ships sailed with a cargo of at least 10,000 men for the new world. The whole meditranian sea was filled with their ships you could see them from coast to coast sailing out to the new world, it was to say the least amazing. Even England had a jaw dropper at the size of that fleet, he would never privateer against the Byzantines again.

Byzantium finally reached the new world after a few months. The Grand Republic was more prepared now and had at least 15,000 militia, and 5,000 well trained soilders on part of the French and the English sending him troops. "I hope we can stand against this rising tide, and hold our own men." There was not Byzantine troops stationed in the new world dew to the fact that they would settle there, so just incase this would happen which Byzantium had hoped it would not, they wouldn't join the new country. Byzantium landed in New Tresbizoned*, "Men I wont allow them to survive the night… I want every troop, or man supporting the soilders of this rebellious country to be put to the sword damn it!" The soilders nodded and marched forward of the huge fleet, that began to patrol and blockade all the Grand Republics ports. The Grand Republic was weary of fighting the man he called brother his whole life, but he had to do this its either this or servitude for ever, and he wouldn't have the latter. His army of 20,000 men marched to meet the Army of 10,000 Byzantine troops. "You will not win child give up and come home!" The Grand Republic spat on the ground in the direction of Byzantium and only said, "Fire!" The first coloum of troops fired at the Byzantines killing a good few. One shot managed to hit Byzantium in the shoulder. "You bastard! I offered you peace and you shoot at me, well I see what you want… Fire!" the Byzantine troops fired at the mostly militia army, killing more of them than they did them. "I want a flanking strike now!" Byzantium shouted to his cavalry. The cavalry ran around threw a near by forest and behind the flanks of the Republic's troops only to meet men that turned around hearing the charge going threw the forest lay down spikes, the Spikes killed the Byzantine horses and got the horsemen captured. "You thought you flank me in my own land? A land that you barely visited you rotten bastard!" Byzantium sighed forgetting that he knows little of this land he knows everything about it. "I didn't want to do this, bring up the Greek Fire throwers." A group of heavly armored troops marched forward, creating a boming noise as they marched forward toward the Republics troops. The Republics troops were reloading still not used to muskets, but some that were hunters had their muskets loaded and were taking crack shots at the marching Byzantine Fire throwers. As the Fire throwers marched on several fell in the march, but not many due to their heavy armor. They finally got into position only a few feet away from the rifle men in the Republics army when they let loose a huge wall of fire killing hundreds of the troops and causing some of the less trained ones to lose morale. The Republic however had some cavalry, "Send in the strike now!" The cavalry was stationed on a forest just to the left of them, opisit of the one the Byzantines used. The Cavalry came bursting out of the Brush hacking up the Byzantine Fire throwers. Byzantium yelled at that, "God Fucking Damn You! You rotten ungratefull Bastard!" Byzantium had quiet the mouth when he was pissed. Byzantium ordered a charge out of pure rage, "Charge those assholes, that think they can fucking beat us! Death to them!" his men charged right at the Republics men, the more heavily armored Byzantine troops were better at melee, but the lightly armored Republic troops could easily out run them and skirmish them. As the Republic men fell back and the Byzantine troops chased they managed to fire off several shots killing quite a few troops. Byzantium had had it with these rebels beating a well trained force, "I WILL NOT LOSE TO A FUCKING FLEDGLING! SEND IN THE GRENADIERS!" The Grand Republic turned around when he heard those words, "Oh shit, he's pissed… I didn't expect him to bring the Grenadiers." The Grand Republic said. The troops on his side then turned around knowing they had to stop these soilders, because without them they had fighting chance at winning this war. "Men I want you to all fire your guns at the same time right at those grenadiers." The Republic yelled at his men. The Grenadiers marched forward for another blood bath. The first row, which was the personifications of the largest cities in Byzantium pulled out their grenades and prepared to throw them when a huge I mean the largest volley of bullets ever fired came at them hitting all of them knocking them to the ground, dead by human means, unconicious by Nation terms, the rest of the bullets killed several grenadiers, but that didn't stop them they were fearless troops. The remaining troops threw their Grenades into large clusters of troops, killing hundreds, if not a few thousand of troops from shrapnel and fires started by their grenade. Yet the rest of the Grenadiers died with the next volley of bullets. "I….." Byzantium couldn't say anything from pure rage. "Men leave I will handle this." He road up to the middle of the field his armor glimming. "Come out and face me yourself child!" The Grand Republic heeded the call to challenge. The two former brothers staired down each other, both determined to win the war, but with different thinking.

Byzantium wanted to keep him a colony so he didn't have to lose the closest thing he had to family, besides the Italys, but he wasn't think about his nephues, no he wanted to keep the little brother he had always wanted, because if he incorporated him he would disappear, but he couldn't tell his colony that, because he was afraid how he would react. "Damn you, you, you…." Was all Byzantium could say before he was interrupted, "You what, Idiot? Dumbass? Weakling? Well spit out your insult!" Byzantium looked his former colony in the eyes and said, "Don't leave me." He broke down and started to cry, "DON'T LEAVE ME PLEASE I AM BEGING YOU, DON'T GO!" The Republic looked down shocked, and amazed that probably the most powerful nation in the world was begin him not to leave. "I am sorry Byzantium, but you brought this on yourself." Was all the Republic could say. Byzantium stopped crying and snapped, He stood up and rammed his sword right through the colonies body and held him in a hug, "I wont let you leave me… no not like Rome left me, not like how the rest of Europe left me to die…. I WONT LET YOU GO!" The Republic was bleeding out all over Byzantium as he held him embrace. "I wont let you, cough, Have me." The Republic said, right before he pulled a pistol out and shot Byzantium in the head. Byzantium fell to the ground defeated. The Republic stood there amazed and in awe that he had won the fight. He walked away after pulling the sword out of his body, and he limped back to his army.

The first battle of the revolution had been won by the Republic, the Empire would never send a army as large as the first landing one, only numbering in the couple of thousands. The Empire had all but one last chance at bring the colony back.