It's been two months since my last posting! Where did the time go? It's a good thing I don't get paid for this otherwise I would have been out on my ear long ago! So, what news from Franconia?
The local powers have been mobilizing their forces, while the big ones are just biding their time. The King of France has offered Duke Ernst Gustav "advisors" for a "small" consideration, oddly inquiring how well the Duke spoke French. The Soldier King of Prussia strangely made a similar offer, while the Empress merely smiled serenely at the Franconian Minister.
The Duke of Burgundy has mobilized his army in support of Franconia and they now march to meet the Hessian foes. The Landgrave of Hesse has called on his relatives to form a combined Hessian Army, while Thuringia has promised its support. The wheels of conflict are turning.
So what of the gallant, albeit pedantic Herr Major Burgebrach and his company of Grenzschutz? After firing a token volley and a round or two from their 3-pounder, it was off to the races (as fast as they could) from Le Baron's now enraged "fraternal assistance" force of Hessian Regulars. Of course, this being a stately conflict, a few niceties had to be maintained: the 3-pounder was spiked, the Grenz Kasserne was locked, and the local merchants got stiffed. Finally, in keeping with the unwritten rules of fraternal invasions, Le Baron ordered his army and staff to turn around in place while he closed his eyes and counted to a hundred.
And with that, the War was on!