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[Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« on: June 08, 2024, 01:42:22 AM »


The Siege of the Sky (I) | Great Kingdom of Asadal, eastern region

Third State Minister Hongju, along his large entourage, arrived to the Governor's residence in Kanganghae. The residence was a traditional house adorned with intricate wooded carvings and paper lanterns. Neither from outside nor inside, the building looked too impressive, located in the center of the capital city. It was located in a large square, between the local bus station and a small temple which also served as religious school.

The Third State Minister was received by Governor Heo. He had served as governor almost two decades already, and although his expectations were not to remain in this lands for long, he became accustomed to these streets and rooms. Kanganghae was not an important place, but as the only main entry point to Hayanttangam, he realized that this grey lands had also their advantages, particularly toward the increase of his own influence and, more importantly, his family and his own wealth.

The Governor respectfully greeted the Third State Minister. He quickly realized that the Governor spoke with a strong Namjjogttang dialect, which he attempted to take with ease despite the very particular and repetitive ending in each phrase. They sat on floor cushions around a low wooden table.

"I imagine you were as surprised as I could be when my visit was communicated", the Third State Minister said. "But His Grand Majesty the Grand King has entrusted me with a serious challenge which I could only accept with honour. I am please to have your assistance in this task. I am certain it will be of great help to our honourable aim to eradicate the enemy for good".

"Indeed, Your Excellency", Governor Heo replied. "Indeed, that region has been treacherous for too long. Our enemies know the land intimately, and they have learned to exploit the climate and terrain too well".

"We, of course, are aware of that", the Third State Minister replied. "Still, I seek your counsel on how best to proceed. His Grand Majesty the Grand King expects nothing short of a decisive victory".

"It is unfortunate that our forces lost so much time to deal with the events in northwest, Your Excellency", the Governor answered. "It was unfortunate indeed, as I imagine it had a considerable impact on the preparations of your mission, but you will have still plenty time. Patience will be your greatest ally. My own forces are limited, but we have a certain number of men which will be able to help your forces to cut off their supply lines and force them into the open. They are veteran fighters which have gained experience in the area during decades. They, obviously, left the military duty a long time ago, but the Lieutenant-Governor was able to recruit them for our anti-smuggling operations for those few times they were too daring to expend their activities through our lands".

The Third State Minister had been informed about such auxiliary forces, of course. Even if their reputation did not exactly stand for their efforts in defense of the law and their military performance.

"That will be helpful", the Third State Minister replied. "You will be immediately contacted by the Deputy Chief General. The stakes are high, but I am hopeful that your assistance will be helpful for the achievement of the victory the Grand King desires. If we failed to be as useful as the hour requires it, I am not sure how we could face the consequences for our own honour and the Great Kingdom itself".

"I have no doubt about your coming success, Your Excellency", the Governor declared. "May the spirits of our ancestors guide you. But His Grand Majesty the Grand King has proved his leadership once again with his determination to end this decades long nuisance".

"I am grateful for your guidance, Governor", the visitor replied. "I shall depart to prepare our mission. I am confident that we will be able to achieve the victory the Grand King desires".

"I am sure that will be the case, Your Excellency", the Governor said. "Go with courage, Your Excellency. Our hopes will rest upon your shoulders".

"Farewell", the Third State Minister said, slightly disappointed as he finished the rather austere cup of tea. "I will take your wishes with me as we march toward our duty".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #1 on: June 08, 2024, 11:08:08 PM »

The Siege of the Sky (II) | Samwon, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal

Samwon, the capital city of the distant region of Hayanttangam, was the home of 134,000 inhabitants. Located about 200 kilometres east-southeast of Kanganghae, on the bank of the Mulgam River, which flows through the city. The city spread through a narrow valley, in the intersection of several hills, which caused the town to be victim of attacks as soon as the snow and ice started to melt. An old and majestic, for the standards of the region, sits on the western mountain overlooking the city, accessible by cable car. However, since several months ago, the monastery was mostly empty and closed to visitors since some of their most prominent members were forced to less comfortable residences. The town also featured a sizable square, the Daewang Square, where teens and old alike gather in the early hours of the morning to socialize. Along the southern district, it also spread the crowded slums of the city.

On the side of the eastern mountain along the city, a military camp was established, as well as a larger military camp about one kilometre away of Samwon. As a considerable number of soldiers from the Central Ground Army, Captain Hwa was mobilized. From the distance, he was able to recognize his own younger cousin, who was ordered to join a company aimed to assist the auxiliary forces which were mobilized in order to face the enemy on the more mountainous terrain of the region.

When he returned, which he didn't until he finished the last one of his figs, he saw one of the soldiers reading a yellowish book. Captain Hwa recognized the colourful cover, considerably worn out in this case, from his days in secondary school. Its sight suddenly brought old memories as much as surprise. The archaic prose of the Nameless Soul of Ahn Sun-sin was not likely to find many voluntary readers these days, Captain Hwa thought.

"Why are you reading that?", Captain Hwa inquired.

"It helps me to order my emotion in dull days like these, sir", Pong-keun replied.

"But why that one in particular?", he insisted.

"Oh", Pong-keun answered, "because Pak Myeong-sun is rage in print, sir".

"Only because that?", Captain Hwa asked a third time.

"And because he hated the monks and the lice, sir", Pong-keun answered.

"I am not sure lice is that important", Captain Hwa said.

"With all due respect, sir", Pong-keun replied, "if you had grown up in the northern district of Gongcheong like myself, I feel you would understand it better".

Captain Hwa laughed. "Fair enough. But don't becloud your mind too much before dinner, we will be leaving tomorrow morning".

"Yes, sir", Pong-keun replied.




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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #2 on: June 10, 2024, 12:16:26 AM »

First Interval | Gyeongseon, Great Kingdom of Asadal

Despite past and current events, the nomination process to the Assembly of Notables went on as originally announced, and 81,000 royal electors were called to elect the 169 deputies of the assembly, which had gathered for last time in 1964. As it was obvious, there were only a few survivors of that last time, and only a handful of them were between the royal electors. The requisites were only slightly modified: being a subject born in national soil; being at least 40 years old; and having passed a state exam at least a decade prior of his nomination as candidate.

The royal electors were divided in three categories, with each category having the right to elect the same number of deputies (43) and without the right to elect a nominated candidate/elector of a different category. In the first category were those with the same status than a Privy Councillor or a General of the army; the second those category for those who had at least the status of a Civilian Councillor or the highest academy distinction; and the third category, the most numerous, were those who belonged to the ranks between the State Chamberlains and the Registrars. Therefore, it was expected that most of them, with some exceptions of course, would be already servants of the state rather than private members of the civil society.

The rest of members were appointed by the Grand King himself, directly or upon the nomination of the Privy Council. Some of them have already moved to Gyeongseon, the city which will serve as seat of the Assembly of Notables. Most of them were prominent state employees, high-ranking military officers, or business representatives. The most significant change compared to 1963 and 1964 was, however, a considerably decrease in the number of appointments from members of the clergy.

The Siuihoe Building, former headquarters of the Central Bank until 1989, was selected as the seat of the Assembly, instead of the former building, which was reformed in 1978 to become a military museum. Mangjul Jae-suk, General Director of the Development and Construction Corps (known as "Gundan"), was the first one soon-to-be deputy to visit and inspect the building.

The Gundan was a state-owned corporation, primarily focused in the construction and safety of infrastructures, which influence increased in the last years particularly with the construction and expansion of oil and gas pipelines. The Gundan had its own private military force, only technically supervised by the Office of the General Field Marshall, and as consequence Mangjul as General Director had the rank equivalent of a General of the Army.

Mangjul saw his new appointment more as a nuisance, as it was not expected that the Assembly would be offered a great influence, particularly given than it was only required, under government authorization, to meet twice a year. Still, he was ready to use his appointment to consolidate his influence as, being the Gundan headquarters located in Gyeongseon, despite having no official role in the provincial and local government, his influence and power over the city was de facto only behind the Governor himself. As much as it had helped with to consolidate his position and increase his wealth, Mangjul still hoped not to remain the rest of his life in the middle of the sandy lands.

"Chief State Minister is expected to attend and preside the inauguration", Secretary Gam informed.

"Great, great", General Director Mangjul replied. "I barely remember the last time I saw him".

"I was told that State Councillor Im arrived yesterday", Secretary Gam continued. "He was seen in the surroundings".

"That would provide a more fruitful possibility, indeed", Mangjul added. "About our main activity, I predict we may see still some surprises, but don't expect much. Let's not waste our time more than it will be required", he continued.

"Yes, Sir", Secretary Gam replied as they continue advancing through the northern hall.

"As one can easily judge from the state of the walls here", the General Director observed, "there are not great expectations about we may be achieved in this place".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #3 on: June 11, 2024, 02:37:08 PM »

The Siege of the Sky (III) | Tal-ġebel, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal

Gherf II, the Qassis Suprem, polished his handwritten copy of the Testament of Ħeżekija the latest sacred book of the Church of Tal-Mulej. The Testament taught the story how Waqa the Prophet received his first vision from Ħeżekija the divine messager. "Alla, il-mulej", he whispered as he put the testament back into the metallic box.

"Your Blessed Holiness", Nhia announced. "His Excellency has arrived".

Nofsinhar, the Deputy General Secretary of the Free Commonwealth arrived. "Your Blessed Holiness", he said, "I hope I did not disturb you".

"It is alright", the Qassis Suprem replied. "At least not much. What does it bring you here today?".

"As we were expecting, the enemy is preparing their attack", Nofsinhar announced. "We suspect they may try to reach beyond Pont Moħbi[1] this time. We are prepare to assist your evacuation as soon as possible".

"I am not interested", the Qassis Suprem replied. "Since the restoration of our church, we have remained in Għerien Sagri for centuries. No, as my predecessors, I am prepared to put my affairs in order. And, after all, it would not be appropriate to leave our community behind".

"I, of course, understand", Nofsinhar tried to argue. "But in the current circumstances, we are not in position to assure the organized departure of everyone here. It would only put their lives even more at risk".

"I understand", the Qassis Suprem replied. "I will not judge you and your government. Since a lot time ago, we parted ways and we left behind any ambition to be involved in civilian affairs. I am not willing to change this order of things, which we accept and respect. I only hope you take in consideration the future of our people in your own decisions. About myself, I only about understanding about my role in these present circumstances".

"Our movement may be secular, but we have never forgotten where the loyalty and hope of our people stays in terms of identity and spirituality", Nofsinhar added. "We have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders, and we have always aimed to defend these sacred lands during our fight. This will not change. I will inform you when we can give you more information and stronger assurances, "Your Blessed Holiness".

"Perfect", Gherf replied. "Alla, il-mulej be with you and our people".

Qassis Suprem observed the town from the balcony as soon as his guest left. Tal-ġebel, located in one of the most distant areas of Hayanttangam was home to 13,198 inhabitants. It included the Għerien Sagri, where the Qassis Suprem lives with around 400 members of the clergy and their families. Gherf noticed how life, despite everything, continued as usual, and people continued with the occupations as any other day.


 1. Local name for the city of Paskheon, second largest town in Hayanttangam.

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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #4 on: June 13, 2024, 12:23:19 AM »

The Siege of the Sky (IV) | Samwon, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal

The central command was established in an empty church located at Samwon northwestern district. The building had about 6,000m2. The chapel served as an armory, while a communication center was established in the main tower. Troops from the Royal Corps guarded the central courtyard as well as the entries of the building.

Third State Minister Hongju found the combined brick and wood structure, and particularly the dirty walls of the building, rather unpleasant. While he had been appointed Minister of War in 2020, it had already been close to two decades since he left the army and moved to Hwangjin. Deputy Chief General Pyo, who had experience fighting in these lands, found himself more comfortably and, more importantly, calm about the challenge ahead.

"We have estimated that the total population in territory directly or indirectly controlled by the enemy must be close to 1 million", Deputy Chief General Pyo explained once the Third State Minister returned from his dinner. "This, of course, can only be an unproven estimation, as there haven't been any kind of official census in decades. But I am confident that the estimation should be close to the truth".

"I have no reason to doubt about the information gathered by the Central Ground Army", Third State Minister Hongju replied, "but I struggle to find the importance of such information".

"There is Yangmonsan, in the southeast, with an estimated population of 19,000; Paskheon, beyond the Neolbeunho Pass, with a population of around 55,000, in the whole county; and finally the northern and distant town of, as they call it, Tal-ġebel, much smaller and little military significance besides securing the border", the military officer explained. "The rest of the population is distributed in disperse and very often relatively isolated villages and minor towns".

"Wouldn't it be easier to directly seize Pashkeon and divided them in two?", the Third State Minister suggested. "While we have still time, it could give us the chance to finish them off faster".

"I'm afraid that's not very realistic, Your Excellency", Pyo replied. "Considering the distance and the terrain, we are not in a position to mobilize enough troops that quickly. It would be riskier as well as we would be more exposed as the terrain does not give us the chance to transport the required amount of troops to successfully pacify the area. It would be better to seize Yangmonsan first. After all, the fertile lands that surround it are the main provider of the enemies forces in most basic goods, excluding the weaponry, of course ".

"I feel that such strategy would provide the enemy with time to prepare for our movements", The Third State Minister insisted.

"The enemy has likely information about our arrival and movement", Pyo argued, "even if they may ignore the amount of our mobilization. I estimate that the enemy may not have more than 4,000 experienced fighters. However, they may be dispersed through dozens of camps through the territory. We have already started to attempt to disperse them as much as possible. But the enemy, as in previous years, will likely try to avoid direct combat unless it is strictly necessary or we force them".

"Yes, I was counting on that, of course", the Third State Minister laconically replied.

"In any case", the Pyo added, "We know that enemy got access to more sophisticated weapons in the last few years. Sadly, this may have increased, even if not considerably, since the unfortunate events several months ago. Still, we are in a position to weaken their positions before any direct combat starts. As I informed before, following your orders, we have at our disposal 5 light fighters, 4 multirole fighters, 2 attack aircraft, ready for immediate bombing raids, as well as 6 attack helicopters".

"It's unfortunate", the Third State Minister concluded, "but I guess there is no alternative in that case. But keep in mind that we can not accept this time other end that a complete victory".

"Certainly, Your Excellency", the Deputy Chief General replied. "We are aware of that but ready to deliver such final blow to our enemies".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #5 on: June 15, 2024, 12:02:34 AM »
The Siege of the Sky (V) | Outskirts of Mount Hayangaeul, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal

The first skirmishes between royal forces and the enemy had already started. Neither side suffered significant losses, but the fighting spread through the county as mobilization advanced.

Sergeant Hwa and his section, along a number of auxiliary forces, were deployed in one of the nearby valleys. As they advanced, they were able to contemplate closely the high mountains, many of them still covered in white, that surrounded them. Clouds of smoke could be witnessed at the distance as they continued their way, as well as the eventual noise of the air force bombing possible bases of the enemy. Following the traits of a small group of outlaws who attempted to create havoc to one of the convoys, they finally reached a small village.

They were received rather indifferently, the villagers showing a mix of curiosity and disdain, later turned into annoyance, as the soldiers register looking for any enemy or hint. Sergeant Hwa observed the villagers possessed a distinct physiognomy that the other local residents they had encountered. Their tanned skin, ranged from olive to bronze tone, caught his attention first. He immediately noticed the striking sight of the villagers, with their large eyes with colours spanning darker brown to light hazel shades, as well as their straight and well-defined noses, even if prominent. Their hair was rather dark but the sergeant was surprised to see a few boys and girls with a strong red hair, which rather rare in this part of the world. Lieutenant Min explained they were likely members of the Ppalgang ethnic group.

It was unclear since when they had been inhabiting these valleys. They were known for their resilient but strict customs, which had survived with only minor changes, people said, for several centuries. They had been rarely rebellious, but rarely cooperative. That reputation felt mostly right for Sergeant Hwa. They did not give any sign of opposition but they did not keep away their glances at them until they left the village, empty handed with the exception of a few fresh vegetables.

They kept their mission for another two hours. One of the soldiers showed sign of fatigue, as his legs moved slower and slower.

"Are you tired?", Lieutenant Min asked.

"No, Sir", the solider answered. "My head just felt a bit heavy for a while".

The lieutenant smiled. "That's only natural", he said, "you'll get used to it. Your people, from the desert, only strengthen very slowly".

They continued walking until they reached a mound, in the middle of the dense forest.

"I smell something", Lieutenant Min said. However, nobody seem to share that feeling. "Be careful where you step in", he warned.

However, they realized he was not wrong as they found remainders of a bonfire. "It's not recent", Lieutenant Min said. "I doubt nobody has been here for at least 24 hours".

At the other side of the mount, they found a cave. There were rest of clothing and food inside. They also found a metallic box.

"Look, sir", Sergeant Hwa said. The large box contained a few rifles, some automatic weapons, as well as munitions.

"Not bad", Lieutenant Min replied. "I recognize this one. Interesting, we don't use these and they are not the ones they have used for the last decade".

Suddenly, Sergeant Hwa saw something at the distance, between two large trees. "Look there", he discreetly said as he reached his rifle.



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #6 on: June 17, 2024, 06:20:15 PM »
The Siege of the Sky (V) | Nearby Paskheon, Great Kingdom of Asadal

Tarcis Ġejjin received his unexpected guest for a third time in the last month. Tarcis had been the leader of the General Government of the Commonwealth only for a few months.

"As you can imagine, we are considerably busy right now", Tarcis told his guest.

Nam nodded. As he was received in the camp, similarly to his previous meeting in Pashkeon, he easily notice the unfriendly and unwelcoming glances. It was understandable, even if uncomfortable, he thought. Nam, or "General Nam" as he was known by his followers, followed him until they reach one of the larger tents.

"I appreciate your time as much as we appreciate your assistance", Nam told his host, "even for someone who could have been considered an enemy".

"As far as we were able to verify", Tarcis informed, "the mobilization is much greater than in previous years. It is said that even some members of the government arrived. It will be difficult to determine the extent of their operations, of course. We are hopeful that a decisive victory would move things in our favour, and even yours, but we are prepared for such greater challenge".

"I see", Nam replied. "I have witnessed myself that your leadership and your men are quite experienced and savvy, even more than myself I had expected". Nam, who along a group of his closer followers had crossed the mountains and reached these lands one month ago, could have not expected to be facing such situation so soon.

"As you can guess", Tarcis said, "not everyone was confident about the fact that someone may be considered our adversaries were ready to offer a bit of help to change our luck".

Nam patiently listened, even if the words coming from his host's mouth were not in concordance about what he had heard and guessed it was his own opinion about their cooperation.

"I have already shared what we learnt about our defeat", Nam replied. "It is true that our contingent is not large, but I am offering half of them to join your forces, if language is not a barrier they will be ready to do their best and offer their lives for your cause".

"I am hopeful they will prove decisive with the opposite outcome", Tardis said with what Nam understood to be an ambiguous smile. However, their conversation was abruptly interrupted.

"Let's move", Tardis added while looking at the sky, "it looks like we have a rather unexpected visit once again".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #7 on: June 23, 2024, 07:37:40 PM »
The Siege of the Sky (VI) | Yangmonsan, Great Kingdom of Asadal


When Captain Hwa and his company reached the proximity of Yangmonsan, fighting was already going on for four days. The week had not started too well, as the Central Ground Army had suffered the loss of more than two hundred soldiers, including five officers, in their way to Yangmonsan in a number of ambushes along the main road which leads to the valley. There, they found a larger numbers of enemies than expected. However, they started to make their way pushing them as artillery increased their fire against the enemy positions.
 
When they finally entered the town, they had to pass through the rubble and an asymmetric amount of corpses laying on the ground. The mostly wooden houses with their facades full of holes served as silent witnesses. They had their baptism of fire nearby the central square, where there was usually the main market of the town and where they found a fiery resistance. After hours of battle, Captain Hwa and his company found shelter in an abandoned church. The building in front of it, a large storehouses served as improvised hospital, where five soldiers of their company ended with different wounds.

The following morning started ominous smell but with a very bright sight, particularly because of the combination of several fires sparking in different locations of the town. However, as more reinforcements flooded the valley, the enemy started to withdraw toward the northwestern district of the town. The larger contingent, and the most organized, found refuge in what was once known as the Nopeun Palace.

The Nopeun Palace was located on the peak of a small hill. The Nopeun Palace, actually formed by three independent buildings, and heavily remodeled in the last decades with successive expansions and concrete reinforcements, barely resembled any other building in the region, and presided the whole district with its grey facade but practical purpose as local headquarters of the town military leadership. A wide stone bulwark divided the palace from the gardens alongside.

When Captain Hwa and his men arrived, the noise of the guns was deafening from the avenue that led to the palace, which looked to the captain more like an uninspiring fortress. When they arrived, an attack arrived had already dropped a bomb on the main building of the palace. Fighting continued for several hours, despite the machine guns and rockets hitting the main entrance and the windows of the building. A nervous mood started to spread, slowly, but it found resistance in Captain Hwa. "After all", he murmured, "what has to come, it will come".

As a second bomb was dropped on the building, resulting in an intense noise and smoke. It was decided it was time for the final assault. The company was divided into two to protect the west and east wings of the building. A large section of the western wall of the palace had collapsed. Captain Hwa suddenly saw someone jumping from one of the windows holding some kind of old rifle. He did not doubt and fired against the enemy, who fell down immediately. He looked closely and found that such enemy was barely a teenager.

Fighting continued for many minutes but it started to slow down, little by little. When Captain Hwa returned to the main courtyard, there were already a number of enemies who had surrendered their weapons, while soldiers were entering through the main gate to enter the building. Isolated noises from shooting continued for another two minutes. A line of enemies with their hands up left the building, as well as from the eastern wing of the building under the orders of some men of his company.

"Help them to evacuate the building", Capitan Hwa ordered his men. "Assure that they left in queues and place them against those walls", he explained while pointing out the remaining walls of the main building as well as the stone bulwark on the east of the building. "Order them to remain there with their face on the walls. Quickly!".

"Yes, sir!", they replied.

By then, all fighting had ceased and only the loud voice of the soldiers and the noise of the worn-out boots slowly and clumsily walking could be heard. Another line of surrendered enemies started to leave the building, followed by the soldiers. Suddenly, Captain Hwa noticed someone breaking the line and unexpectedly grabbing him his sleeve.

"Please", the man said, "I plea you to deliver this to Ranchon, so it can be delivered to my wife". Captain Hwa was not as much surprised by his daring attitude or his facial features as by his strong Bulsan dialect, rare to be heard in these distant lands.

"Go back", Captain Hwa said.

"Please, for the mercy of the Heaven...", the man insisted.

"No, obey immediately", Captain Hwa warned.

The man wouldn't be able to reply or follow such orders as a sudden and strident noise silenced him. Some drops of blood reached Captain Hwa's face. Everyone, soldiers and enemies alike, looked back.

The soldier fall to the ground, rather slowly but already lifeless, with his hands extended like a cross. Captain Hwa recognized the man who had shot the pleading enemy was Sung-il, one of the soldiers of his company. He was not too surprised, as Sung-il was indirectly and loosely connected, in virtue of a marriage, with the Hongju clan.

Another company reached the courtyard. "The eastern wing is clear", the officer informed.

"Come with me, captain", Lieutenant-colonel Hwangbo told Captain Hwa. Both entered inside the buidling.

The walked through the halls of the building. They had to walk carefully, as lifeless bodies lying on the ground as well as wounded soldiers making their way out. They finally reached the place they were looking for. It was simply an office which apparently served as the communications center inside the palace.

"It does not seem to very anything out of the ordinary", Captain Hwa explained. "It is not very likely they left traces of much information anyway, but it is difficult to say".

"That is what I thought", the lieutenant-colonel replied. Suddenly a multiple but in unison strident noise interrupted their conversation.

"Alright, I'll have the building to be inspected as much as possible in order we can find any unexpected information", Lieutenant-colonel Hwangbo added. "Let's move for now".

Captain Hwa simply nodded. "Yes, sir", he said before leaving the building.

When he left the building and found himself once again facing the sun on the courtyard, only silence remained. Captain Hwa observed the dozens and dozens of corpses who were as alive as he is himself now only a pair of minutes ago. The dead have their faces as they were pinned against the ground or their damaged heads against the walls of the stone surface of the bulwark, he observed. A stone which seemed now damaged by the blood and the shrapnel alike.

"Captain", Jae-yoon informed him, "the trucks have arrived".

"Very well", Captain Hwa replied. "Move immediately, I will be there in a minute".

"Yes, sir!", the soldier replied.

Captain Hwa walked through and along the corpses with their motionless but still expressive faces. Still, the main thing that caught his attention were the hundreds and thousands of flies. He could not have expected to see so many flies in a valley like this. The flies seemed the only beings who remained nervous in the middle of the silence. But there was blood on the ground for every one of them, and even more, Captain Hwa thought. The flies looked like they were enjoying as if they were dancing on the faces or splashing on the blood.

He remained there for a second, looking back at the once known Nopeun Palace for a last time. He barely noticed he was standing on a dirty envelop covered in blood. He slapped his own face, which felt the impact of the strong rays of the sun, before leaving the palace behind.

Captain Hwa and his men would have a calmer time for the rest of the day, as they were ordered to inspect the southern districts of the town.



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #8 on: July 02, 2024, 09:05:35 AM »

Second Interval | A coastal town on the Rokkenjiman Sea

Mubon arrived alone. He was surprised when he entered the place of meeting. While the restaurant was empty, it had a charming and cozy atmosphere, adorned with rustic furniture and soft lighting. It was certain that they chairs, as well as the floor tiles looked damaged and worn, as well as the cutlery looked rather dirty even from the distance. Still, the place looked a quite contrast with the reputation of the man he had met.

Mubon had met Seomun only once, during the failed gathering in the Allied States of Ardia. There, they did not exchange any words. Mubon found himself between the minority in the gathering in the national groups opposed to the Crown and the government, while Seomun as part of the survivors from the Yeogaehanam rebellion joined the remnants of the Patriotic Club, joined the majority with the support of the Saeggundae, the New Communitarian Army established under the leadership of General Nam. Seomun, who was five years younger than Mubon, did not cause him a great impression. Still, his look was austere and serious for his age, more than Mubon had imagined when he heard about rumours about Seomun's alleged ability to hear mystical voices. Back then, he rather moved as a mere bodyguard or even a squire, rather than someone with an eccentric behavior.

Mubon found Seomun waiting, with only a cup of water on the table. Mubon nodded as he greeted him.

"You arrived", Seomun declared while looking at his right and left, despite the room being completely empty. "If you would like to have anything, we will leave them know".

"No, it is not required", Mubon replied. "I am fine, thank you".

"Excuse me if our meeting was too hasty", Seomun said. "I am myself a bit uncomfortable in a situation like this too, if I understood correctly. But such life is not for me, and even if we are still young, I am not willing entrust myself to the wait. Therefore, I am ready to follow the needs of the moment".

"That's alright", Mubon replied. "You have probably lived so many things lately, if only half of what is being said is actually true".

"Maybe", Seomun coldly replied. "On the other hand, we have heard you were able to make wider contacts inside, that's something that we are still struggling with, sadly".

"What can I say", Mubon answered. "We all do what we can.  My realm is not spiritual, so I am not looking for converts. We have been more interested in getting contacts and information. Still, it hasn't been an easy task. Obviously, it is easier when one is unnoticed by those who may be looking you".

"Yes, I assume it is a matter of numbers as well", Seomun replied. "I hadn't thought about that, but it may make sense".

"I was given a copy of your treatise", Seomun added. "I only read it a bit, I must say. I, of course, find such endeavors as fruitless and vain. While I found it too abstract and secular, I must recognize that it's something that it belongs to a wide view that any of us, including Deungjeong, have produced so far. I can't understand what's even the purpose, but we are not in a position to destroy all bridges. Of course, our luck may change sooner than later".

Mubon could witness how Seomun expression changed as he mentioned Deungjeong. However, Mubon consider him nothing beyond the leader of a cult. "We will see", Mubon replied, "I wouldn't mind to be proven wrong. My aim was nothing to contribute to offer the basis of start building our future from a more solid ground".

"The ground is still dirty and weak", Seomun replied. "But it's not time for such discussion. We'll leave all under the Sun to give testimony".




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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #9 on: July 12, 2024, 01:26:30 AM »
The Siege of the Sky (VII) | Yangmonsan, Great Kingdom of Asadal

For the last ten days, Lieutenant-General Kwok started his workday quite early, when the first lights appeared. As soon as he finished his breakfast, he read the never-ending succession of dossiers about the prisoners after they faced their first interrogation. Kwow's first task was merely to parse between the rather economic and anecdotal dossiers into two piles: the first one, much smaller, to the suspects who could bring valuable information, and the second one those facing a military trial. The former were sent to Samwon to continue their interrogation, while the former crammed in the improvised prisoners camp at one of the sides of the town.

For the next two hours, he went every day to the former council, which basement was turned into a detention center. In their way to the place, the lieutenant-general could notice that his identity and role was not ignored by soldiers and officers alike which distrusted the High Office of Military Affairs, in which Kwok had served for already a decade. He did not ignore that many officers had learnt to see the High Office as a parasitic body over the Central Ground Army, but he had learned to live with it.

He had found a more understanding interlocutor, despite their difference in ranks and experience, in Captain Hwa, whose company was ordered temporarily to protect the district. During the following two orders, he witnessed the interrogations or the officers involved in them, for a number of suspects who gained his interests. Between those small number of subjects whom he was hoping to obtain more information were the few survivors from the New Communitarian Army.

Then, he returned to his office and spent the following hour preparing and receiving the schedule from his assistants about the coming days. After that, Lieutenant-General patiently and slowly finished and digested his lunch. Then, they moved to the Nopeun Palace, or rather what remained of it, where the members of the High Office of Military Affairs under his own authority and the delegation from the Central War Council had installed their headquarters.

The place, despite its past reputation, was not particularly pleasant as workplace. Not only because the corridors and wall still tainted with blood but its faulty electricity system as well. The following six hours, Lieutenant-General Kwok would perform his role as military prosecutors in the military courts. Each trial was not long, about ten or fifteen minutes, and three rotating military judges presided the process. The judges, selected by their seniority, were apathetic as the suspects, who sometimes faces their trial individually, but more often in groups of three, four, fives, or even up to twenty suspects.

By default, the process gave Kwok a leading role that neither him or the other persons involved, with the only exception of a number of daring suspects, were not too interested. It was a grey affair and everyone involved seemed to tacitly understand it, with very few exceptions. With a conviction rate close to 99%, the suspects' fate to be determined were reduced into a more or less long prison sentence and the death penalty. To avoid disorder between the local population, the latter sentences were carried out once every three days in the nearby valley. A prominent cliff served as only and silent witness.

"They are not wrong that at least you're serving a purpose", one morning Kwok admitted to Captain Hwa. "Giving the scale of our task, all these may be useless. But the appearance of order is required to retain discipline to an ill-proportioned body of those unrestrained by their criminal impulses".

"Yes, sir", Hwa replied with slightly more lethargic tone.

"But at the end", Kwok added, "I am willing to accept that our fate will be in the hands of those like your men".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #10 on: July 13, 2024, 10:16:50 PM »

The Siege of the Sky (VIII) | Gyochalogu Valley, Great Kingdom of Asadal

Commander Ewgenju advanced through the grey valley, leaving behind columns of people, including wounded men, old men, women of all ages, and children.

"We have a problem", Zghazagh told Ewgenju as soon as he saw him. The young man was already out of breath.

"Let's see", Ewgenju replied. It was not required for Zghazagh to explain the situation. The second bridge had been destroyed too.

"There is no way this can be repaired on time, isn't it?", Zghazagh asked without much hope.

"No", Ewgenju directly replied. "It is possible to reach the Qoxra Hadra from here through the river. It will take less than two or three days. We can easily descend from here with our ropes".

"Unfortunately, not everyone will be able to do so safely", Kalanch intervened.

"Surely not", Ewgenju said looking back. "There is still possible to go through the southeast, crossing the Imdewweb Pass. But it may take even a week, and we may not have enough provisions with us".

"What are we going to do? ", Zghazagh asked.

"We should not divert from our original plan and aim", Ewgenju replied. "Take a few men with you, and march immediately toward the Imdewweb Pass with everyone who is able to walk for days".

"Yes, Commander", Zghazagh replied.

"The rest", Ewgenju continued, "will divide in two. A majority would descend and go along the river until we reach the northern camps. The rest will try to wait and cause damage and confusion to the enemy as they advance through the valley and at the other side. The wounded and the rest...they will have no option to try to hide in the western hills for now. They must understand they have no alternative".

"They knew this could happen when they left", Kalanch insisted. "I will remain here. It is my turn now".

"Alright", Ewgenju replied. "Let's move now", he added while suddenly looking to the sky, "it is better to disperse and hide until everyone is ready. It looks like we have some visit".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #11 on: July 18, 2024, 09:15:29 AM »

The Siege of the Sky (IX) | Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


When Sergeant Hwa woke up, he suddenly forgot when he was for a few seconds. It was only when he saw Lieutenant Han in front of him, with his dirty and still bleeding bandage, and particularly the uncomfortable smell in their crowded cabin when he realized about their situation.

It was difficult to say which time of the day it was, but it didn't really matter, Hwa thought. It looked, however, that there were more movement and noise than usual in the village. A huge noise interrupted his thoughts. Armed men suddenly entered their cabin.

"Move out!", a nervous young man told them. Sergeant Hwa barely understood him, but his threatening gestures were clear enough. They obeyed in their best of their capacity, considering a few of them had wounds which were not still cured.

"It was close", one of them said when the left the cabin and they saw the destruction caused by one bomb which had fallen on the village. Teenagers and men were trying they best they can to extinguish the flames and rescue anyone which could be inside. There were already two corpses on the ground. The noise of the aircraft suddenly returned. The militiamen fired their weapons against the skies, with no success.

"They may rescue us soon", a fellow prisoner whispered to Sergeant Hwa.

"Don't count on it", Sergeant Hwa simply replied.

Suddenly, one of the local armed men pointed his rifle directly to Lieutenant Han's head, uttering words they can not understand but which sounded increasingly angry and threatening. It was unfortunate that they could understand them but he, as well as his unfortunate fellow war prisoners, could not understand their enemies, Sergeant Hwa thought.

But the man lower his rifle after an older armed man loudly yelled at him. However, they were suddenly interrupted by a huge explosion of a bomb falling from certain distance. It was not near but they could feel the impact through the ground. Sergeant Hwa wondered if they bomb fall on a nearby camp that some of the soldiers had described to them in their way to the village. The thought immediately caused a light tickling on one side of his head, as he remembered the blow with a rifle butt which had hit him back nearby Mount Hayangaeul.

"They want you dead this time", a middle-aged man told them. "Before, it was always good to have some foreigners under our custody. Bombs stopped back then. But not this time".

"They may not know we are here then", a fellow prisoner replied.

"They do", the man replied. "There are always some traitor". The conversation did not last long, however, as they were ordered to move.

They obeyed, with the guns and rifles pointing at them. The noise from the sky returned once again. Sergeant Hwa felt that they did not share the hopeless conviction of that man, as they were ordered to move toward a wide clearing of the forest, with their hands up.

Suddenly, it started to rain, but not hard enough that the distant noise of a propeller could be heard. Sergeant Hwa heard the noise of the detonation of a rifle and the sudden fall of a body to the ground. However, he hadn't time to look bad. It was his turn to fall to the ground as the noise of a huge explosion interrupted his thoughts.

During the next minutes, Sergeant Hwa found unable to open his eyes, but he could still the sound of men screaming in diverse languages and dialects.


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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #12 on: July 20, 2024, 10:21:50 PM »
The Siege of the Sky (X) | Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


With the only exception of those working in the local newspaper in Samwon, which was not allowed to inform on security and military issues, Hwangbo was the only journalist allowed in the whole region.

Although Hwangbo was not in his forties yet, he had a considerably experience in the Royal Media Conglomerate, the company which administered most of the legal newspapers in the country, which he joined in 2010. It was true that his career had met a number of ups and downs, working for different local and regional newspapers owned by the group, without being able to promote or at least consolidate in the company, unlike many others with fewer experience but much better contacts. But it was so the state of affairs and he still patiently his chance.

He had previously worked as a correspondent in the region for two months in 2019, and the circumstances could not be more different. Everything was much more intense now and, at the same time, he could not have a calmer routine in such circumstances. Embedded in a convey along officers from the High Office of Military Affairs, Hwangbo was not the typical war correspondent, and he did not witness any kind of combat.

After seizing Yangmonsan, the remaining territory could be divided in three: in the south, there was the arid but mountainous chains along the Cassiopeia border, barely populated; on the east, there was the dense timber forests and the isolated valleys in a succession of smaller mountain chains; and finally, there was the northern region, which offered a direct access toward Paskheon. However, their passes and corridors, offered little cover and the roads were heavily mined. In such conditions, it would be difficult to advance through the northern region without facing a considerably number of casualties, so the army decided a different approach.

While the south was barely cleared, only as to avoid as much as possible the launching of counter-attacks against Yangmonsan, the army advanced into the eastern forest areas in wide numbers but organized in smaller units. The companies were divided in several dozens formations of soldiers and special forces, rarely more than ten men, to cut the casualties from artillery against the army forces. Only when the enemy was pushed and withdrew to a concrete and limited place, a larger number of soldiers were mobilized into battle.

The system of military camps and smaller villages in which the enemy was accustomed to find shelter along the mountain chains and the forests were treated as military objectives and suffered from heavy artillery and air combat when possible. The convoy was forced to enter the forests before they expected, as the roads had suffered considerably damage. When he entered the forests, Hwangbo could see that they have turned into an unearthed cemetery. Facing the frustration of a slower advance than expecting, with the army advancing sometimes only a few dozen of metres a day rather than kilometres, and the logistical problem, it was established a policy of no taking prisoners from "active enemies", with only a few exceptions. After they crossed the Hyeolnyo River, Hwangbo was assigned to accompany a different convoy. As a consequence, more tense and demanding days were awaiting him.

When they reached Kangpo, a town located along a lake in the middle of two mountain chains, fighting had already been happening for several days. The town, rather a large settlement with wooden houses covering the valley along the lake and the cliff that surrounded, had already been hit heavily by artillery. Still, giving it was located in an open space, it proved a challenge for the army. As Hwangbo had witnessed, most of the soldiers were rather unexperienced, with the only exception of those who came from the northeastern region.

Two army divisions took part in the battle, for another four days of non-stop combat after Hwangbo's arrival. One of the divisions took a heavy battering, with casualties close to one thousand soldiers. Nevertheless, the steep terrain that surrounded the valley did not allow for any kind of withdrawal or counter-attack, and the army obtained a costly but resounding victory.

"It will take days to clear this place", Sergeant Choi told Hwangbo. He nodded in silence, but he was able to understand it more clearly when he was allowed to walk on puddle of blood, along the tiny houses consumed by the fire, and saw the corpses still floating on the lake.

The pause allowed for the legalistic, but largely deadly, approach that the High Office was so fond of. Hwangbo observed how many of the surviving prisoners could be as young as thirteen years old. The conquest of the valley allowed an easy access toward the Kokkili Pass. Still, it threatened to be at the same time a logistical problem, Hwangbo realized. The combined advance through the eastern forests, the destruction of villages surrounding it and finally the seizure of Kangpo, created a large number of displaced people which could turn into a humanitarian disaster.

"It has turned impossible to transfer the large number of wounded, prisoners and civilians", Hwangbo noted down in his personal notebook, "the town has no other fate to perish. It will be likely turned into a military camp and prison center". He was not too unhappy, however, about having a few days to rest in the same place, even if the area did not gave him a lot of confidence about its safety.

After finishing his dinner, Hwangbo recorded his last chronicle for the newspaper:

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"The Battle of Kangpo has proved to be a decisive victory. Our heroic troops have fought bravely to liberate the town from our enemy, the terrorist forces. They have achieved the capture of a great fortress in the middle of a beautiful landscape but sadly turned into a refuge of bandits and criminals, certainly, but also a great victory toward the achievement of peace in the region...The local population has celebrated the capture by raising the national flag with prayers and slogans praising His Grand Majesty Grand King Wonhyo for his fairness and leadership. Finally, they are able to taste freedom and justice. I was able to witness myself the tears of joy from children and grandfathers alike when they finally heard the good news about the birth of the first child of His Grand Majesty and the Noble Consort Lady which their jailers had concealed against their will..."

Even if Kangpo may look as a ghost town now, Hwangbo was pleased to fall sleep easily after several bad nights in the middle of nowhere.




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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #13 on: July 29, 2024, 12:04:36 AM »

Third Interval | Pyeongnap, Great Kingdom of Asadal

Myochong crossed the doors of the Sonang Prison, leaving behind his third stay in a prison, and the most unexpected of them all. He was merely carrying an old leather bag with all his belongings, which at the moment they weren't many. Close to his 50th birthday, he had already lived many things, and the marks of life were too evident in his own face.

Sonang Prison was located in the middle of the desert, barely surrounded by a military barracks, a bus station, a gas station, and an infamous motel.

He took his time to arrive to the gas station, his first planned step in his third return to his life as a free man. The gas station shop was empty. Myochong did not doubt to grab a few small bottles of distilled beverage with his right hand.

"It would be too sound to waste one away", a female voice said behind Myochong's back. He looked back and he saw a younger woman, who observed him attentively but with caution.

"It can only be you", she added. While she was wearing sunglasses and had a serious expression, Myochong felt the woman was paying attention to his own facial feautures, and even he noticed a disgusted grimace for a second. "Take it", she continue while offering an envelop, "there is some money as promised, but don't spend it all too soon. There is also a ticket and a piece of paper with an address. You have two hours, if you haven't arrived by then, forget about it. And the bus is leaving in fifteen minutes, don't do anything stupid".

Myochong took the envelop and immediately saved in his pocket. He did not mutter a word, even if a playful smile appeared on his face, which was marked by a visibly large scar. He simply observed from the distance how the woman left. She entered inside some car, he observed, and left the place. Myochong would still take his time, not even looking the content of the gift until he left the gas station.



Myochong arrived to his destination about one hour and forty minutes later. He checked that his address was correct. It seemed so. The shop was located in a calm district in Pyeongnap. Myochong entered and there was only a customer looking at a table with old mobile phones. The place was a bit messy but clean.

"I am looking for Mr. Hwang", Myochong said to the shop assistant at the other side of the counter. "I was informed he was waiting me".

"One second", the boy replied. He returned about two minutes later. "Excuse me, he is already waiting. Follow me, please".

The place of the meeting was nothing but a moderately large storehouse. Myochong saw a man sitting in front of the metallic and large table. He was not exactly the host he was expecting, as he was only a man in his mid-20s, he judged.

"You must be Myochong", Chongmyo said. "Welcome. Before we start, would you like to have anything? Maybe a tea".

"No", Myochong simply replied.

"I can see you don't need it", Chongmyo said, as the smell coming from his guest's mouth was too obvious. "I was told that you don't like to waste your time, so I will be direct. You managed to impress the right people inside. As you can imagine, I am personally nothing but a messenger. But I am convinced a man of your experience will prove useful".

"And what do you offer?", Myochong asked.

"A purpose", Chongmyo answered. "You will find in our movement the hope of those who are not moved toward any kind blind loyalty to our past or religious fanaticism of any kind. We are willing to contribute to build a future for our race that it will offer everyone to start once again without further burdens. In the meantime, we can offer a permanent participation if you join our efforts".

Myochong was not too impressed about Chongmyo's words. He found him nervous and unsteady, increasingly so as he was building his argument. But he felt his days may be counted anyway, and he was willing to try something difference while waiting for a more important vehicle for his own personal motivations.



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #14 on: August 03, 2024, 12:15:18 AM »

The Siege of the Sky (XI) | Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


After three days, Sergeant Hwa finally woke up. Besides the beds, the bandages -including his own-, and the inharmonious groans, the first thing that came to his view was Do-yeong finishing his breakfast.

"You're completely awake, finally", Do-yeong said while still chewing the rice cream. "You were lucky", he added, "you hit your head harshly".

"Yes", Sergeant Hwa replied, "too much and too often lately, I'd say".

"Are you hungry?", Do-yeong asked.

"Not really", Sergeant Hwa replied. "Where are the rest?".

Do-yeong explained that three of them were here, at the Anjongju camp. A fourth one had faced very serious wounds, and while he was not longer there, Do-yeong was told that he had survived. Lieutenant Min, sadly, had not survived, Do-yeong informed Sergeant Hwa.

"Very unfortunate", Sergeant Hwa calmly said.

"Indeed", Do-yeong replied. "Oh, I forgot to tell you", he added as he recognized a person who just entered into their pavillion.

Sergeant Hwa could recognize his cousin as he slowly approached to his bed.

"I can see you look better today", Captain Hwa told his cousin.

"Maybe", the cousin reply. "What are you doing here?".

"I was told you were identified and moved here", Captain Hwa replied. "I thought about paying you a visit. I had a few hours left here, and no much to do here anyway, in the middle of nowhere".

"I feel you experience has been quite different that mine", the sergeant said. "Where are you going?".

"It was just different, cousin", Captain Hwa replied, "only my head did suffer less than yours, it seems. Our company will assist in Pashkeon".

"Good luck with that", the cousin replied, "I would hate that these unfortunate days went for nothing".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #15 on: August 12, 2024, 03:40:05 PM »
The Siege of the Sky (XII)  | Pashkeon, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


General Choe observed from the distance while the first troops crossed the gates into the southeastern district. He knew these lands well enough. In itself, the task was not exactly out of the ordinary, as Pashkeon had changed 14 times of hands in the last two decades. However, this time controlling the town was only a secondary objective. For that reasons, troops marched through the northern pass, which was located between Pashkeon and the so-called Miskub Valley. It took longer than expected with more than 200 casualties in the government forces, as they struggle to advance through the mountainous area.

General Choe was one of the few top military officers which family did not belong to one of the ancient clans which dominated the nobility. His frustration about this situation had hardened his character through the last decade and this campaign was not different. For days, the western and norther districts were smashed with heavy artillery while the outskirts and the southern district were attacked with light artillery. There were still some important setbacks as one aircraft and two helicopters were destroyed by the rebel forces. While the enemy offered poor resistance, it took days to fully control the southern districts, mostly overcrowded slums which most of the population from the mass exodus of villages and towns of the whole region. As consequence of the geography, they had no chance of escaping anywhere else, resulting in the highest population ever recorded for Pashkeon.

On the evening before the arrival of the Deputy Chief General Pyo, Choe obstained a pleasant surprise, as the second most prominent official of the Independent Thajav Movement, surrendered to the advancing army. This, however, did not seem to have an important part of the fighting, as the enemies continued to launch their unceasing wave strategy every time the army advanced through the irregular neighborhoods. However, the army had a massive advantage in numbers, and new troops joined against the unprepared enemies, which included soldiers as young as 15 years old, for a 24-hour battle tempo. It would be only a large fire that broke up in one of the norther district which would force General Choe to stop his plans.





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« Reply #16 on: August 20, 2024, 07:02:25 AM »
The Siege of the Sky (XIII) | Tal-ġebel, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


While raised in a religious household, Nofsinhar started to lose his patience as he waited for minutes before the arrival of the Qassis Suprem. Still, he tried to put his best face and smiled as he stood up when he finally entered to the room.

"Excuse me", Gherf II said. "I hope you hadn't to wait too long".

"No, not at all, Your Blessed Holiness", Nofsinhar replied.

"I assume you are not bringing a good omen this time", Gherf II inquired.

"I am afraid that was not the case, Your Blessed Holiness", Nofsinhar replied. "We received bad news from Pashkeon. It is likely that we will not be able to contain them this time".

"We heard those rumours, of course", Gherf said. "But I hoped they could be wrong. It's unfortunate that's not the case, Deputy General Secretary".

"I have received the order to protect you as we move to a safer location", Nofsinhar informed the Qassim Suprem.

"I have been thinking about that", Gherf replied. "I have concluded that there is no point to hide anymore. Our town has received so many families fleeing that nor we could offer them protection inside our walls nor we are able to feed them. There is no way they will be able to follow your men where you are proposing me to escape".

"I am afraid, Your Blessed Holiness", Nofsinhar insisted, "that we have no alternative".

"No Qassim Suprem has left this walls at least in the last four decades", Gherf said. "I am aware that any resistance here would be futile, even if the sword is not my tool. But we would be fools if we insisted to escape the fate the Almighty has chosen for us".

"You must understand, Your Blessed Holiness", Nofsinhar replied, "that our people would not forgive us if we would allow you to fall in the hands of the enemy".

"Leave in peace and do what you must", Gherf insisted once again. "I am ready to receive my own fate. My own health has not even allowed me to leave these walls, as well as your prudence, for pilgrimage to our holy caves where Our Blessed Waqa received the wisdom for first time. I accept I am only another one in a long list and I will not exaggerate my own importance. Our people will survive, there is no doubt about that, as we have faced so many challenges and so many sufferings before. But we must be ready to accept those trials".

"I feel you do not realize how dire the situation is, Your Blessed Holiness", Nofsinhar replied. "There is no point to deny our people the right to linger in their hopes".

"I will never deny them that, rather the contrary", Gherf said. "But my decision has been chosen".

"As you wish, Your Blessed Holiness", Nofsinhar declared, almost resigned with desperation. "You will have still two days left. I will gladly assist you before my departure if you change of mind".

"Very well", Gherf replied. "I can give you assurance that's not very likely. In any case, I ask you to avoid postponing your plans. It is not my will to interfer with your preparations. Now, Alla, il-mulej be with you. Good luck".



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Re: [Asadal] The Siege of the Sky
« Reply #17 on: August 26, 2024, 02:20:55 PM »
The Siege of the Sky (XIV)  | Pashkeon, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


Deputy Chief General Pyo observed the distant eastern hills, that gave Pashkeon its distinctive look a pan on a rounded plateau surrounded by hills and mountains.

"We have tried to avoid the enemy escaping through the hills as much as possible, but it's not easy particularly at night", General Choe. "The enemy has attempted several small counter-offensives to break the siege, but they have finally ceased as we were able to destroy them without suffering further considerable losses".

Deputy Chief General Pyo noticed that the general attempted to soften the reality more in person than he did in official communication, as the Royal Corps had suffered considerably loses and the auxiliary forces, through their counter-insurgency campaigns and the latest offensive, have been decimated.

"Still, it looks like you suffered an unexpected setback", Pyo said.

"Indeed", General Choe replied. "Maybe close to one fourth of the town succumbed to the fire. This slowed our advance through the northern pass, forcing us to a more direct assault. For that reason, it took us a longer time to control a number of districts before a complete siege was possible. We suffered some important casualties, but not enough to require reinforcements".

"Regarding the initial assestment, you sounded more optimistic", the Deputy Chief General inquired.

"Yes, sir", General Choe replied. "It is true that it is still earlier to value correctly the damage we inflicted into their organizational capabilities, but I'd say it's quite high. We will have a clearer image one we completely clear the town, of course".

"If we take into consideration the previous recent offensives, the number of enemies neutralized is close to 19,000", General Choe continued, "while more than eight thousands were detained and wounded. It is difficult to estimate the damage that supposes on their capabilities, of course, given the high number of recent recruits who joined the enemy".

"Still an unprecedented number", the Deputy Chief General accepted. "We should not reduce our commitment, however. We will not allow them to breath more than necessarily, even if the current situation force us to face a logistical challenge".

"Yes, sir", General Choe replied. "My main concern is the land and civilians we are leaving behind, as the number of Royal Corps may not be enough".

"Indeed", Pyo explained, "the High Office has the assigment to classify towns and settlements in a three-tier system, according their level of danger. Those villages which has resulted in a high level of cooperation and integration with the terrorist forces, will be immediately depopulated".

"Yes, sir", General Choe replied. "It makes sense. I will await your orders once we have completed our task here".





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« Reply #18 on: September 08, 2024, 11:11:25 PM »

The Siege of the Sky (XV)  | Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


"We were not able to break their lines, therefore the evacuation was not possible", Commander Ewgenju explained with a serious tone. "Their fate is unclear, but only three of our seventeen members of the regional command could be rescued".

"It is unfortunate but it doesn't change much our plans", Tarcis Ġejjin replied. He remained sat down in his poorly lit accommodation in his hanging residency in the minor Talaghan mountain range. Along him, remained Gakobb, his nephew, and his guest. Even if Ewgenju had recognized the sacrifice and the willingness to fight of some of his men in the last weeks, without a reason to offer themselves, he felt uneasy about the presence of such a guest.

"I has suggested him that they will leave tomorrow", Tarcis said. "For that reason, I urge you to borrow two of your men as they advance toward the Hayansaeg Pass".

"He is the man I told you about", Tarcis swifted back to his special guest. "His men will escort you as you return. It is unfortunate that our aims did not finally converged". Ewgenju felt uncomfortable as he did not speak the language of his enemies.

"We have recently experienced the unfortunate taste of a defeat so I can understand your disappointment and the fears of your people", Nam replied. "We hoped for a different outcome, but resistance will always remain in the horizon. We are grateful of your understanding as this experience has helped me to understand better the nature of the situation".

"The General has offered me the final assistance of twenty of their men in your mission", Tarcis swifted back to Ewgenju, which was as displeased by the offer as the use for such fanciful title which could be easily understood as a gesture of deference. According to what Ewgenju's elder brother had told him, he felt that his predecessor would have never dared to use it.

"I don't think they will be very helpful", Ewgenju replied.

"Unfortunate, my sons and my nephew are not as experienced", Tarcis insisted, "therefore extra hands will be helpful. It will be your task to be successful at all costs and prepare the new generation. We count on you".

"Very well, Excellency", Ewgenju conceded.




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The Siege of the Sky (XVI)  | Koteu mountains, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


In the last weeks, Zakkarija and his family had made their exodus their way of life. By a matter of luck, they were able to leave Pashkeon along a large number of families. There, they were able to regain their forces, to the extent that was possible, for several days before restarting their journey.

Zakkarija, his wife, and their five children found a road of desolation in the Koteu mountains. While he has lived a relatively calm life, as the elder son in a family of blacksmiths in a small village, it was the rumours of separation between male adults and their families by the military forces that prompted their escape. In their way, he found that they were not the only ones, as every village was emptying out, as their people had left them or were forced to join the Free Kevsibtham Army. A limp of his right leg, which slowed their travel, save him to follow that fate, as the fact that his two sons were only five and nine years old, respectively. Other families were not as lucky, as teenagers as young as fourteen years old had been forced to join the decimated Kevsibtham Army.

They were hungry and there was still long way, but they hoped that their perilous journey across the mountains would reach them to safety at the other side, in Cassiopeia, a nation about which Zakkarija ignored everything about it. Soon, their travel turned into a challenge of endurance and survival. Each step was a fight against exhaustion, hunger, and despair. While as many in the region, he moved comfortably in such mountainous terrain, the Koteu mountains showed as true hostile presence. With an elevation up to 3,500, and with an unclear path to follow, rockslides and crossing the freezing rivers as well as bearing the cold rains in the last week, posed as a serious threat.

That same morning, they witnessed the tears and desperation that for a moment frozen their hopes, as they encountered a couple which had left behind three days before. The wife was now crying and swearing, as his older husband had slipped from the stones and had broken his waist. They continued, without looking at them. Zakkarija's himself was forced to leave his mother in a military camp, along other families, as she was unable at her age to even consider such challenge.

The columns of families, each walking at the own pace, had their numbers swelling and shrinking with each passing day. The cries of children, including Zakkarija's own, as consequence of the hunger, were turned soon in a constant. They would be only silenced when an unfortunate individual or family had lost their footing on the rocks and, within moments, they were gone, swallowed by the abyss below. In these moments, the horrors were followed with a sudden and respectful silence.

Rozarja, Zakkarija's elder daughter, normally strong and silent, started to falter as they were later that day crossing an irregular and muddy path, barely narrow as half a meter. Hungry and tired, she started to sob. Zakkarija's wife, carrying the younger son, could barely keep pace behind them. But Zakkarija urged them, knowing that stopping or even going back was accepting a sentence of death of all of them.

After a long time, and as the lights of the day were fading away, their hopes were renewed as they saw a valley at the horizon.

"If that is the Nixxef Valley", Zakkarija said with his already hoarse voice, "we should be near if we can keep crossing the mountains for another two or three days". His announcement was not met with enthusiasm, however, as the family's strength was waning. Luqa, the elder son, could barely walk, as he had injured his leg only a few hours before. Zakkarija did not add any word to his announcement, and he focused to prepare a bonfire with what was left of his forces.

As he ignited his fire, Zakkarija could guess the arrival of other distressed families. He was only able to recognize one of them. However, he noticed that the members of the family were reduced to barely half than the first time they encountered them. As he looked back to his wife, who was looking for some roots for the family to eat as dinner, he could not avoid feeling that, after all, despite what they were enduring, they had been blessed. He shake his head and asked himself for forgiveness for such a thought. As the cold of the night could be once again felt on his damaged and weakened skin, the sudden hope started to dissipate. Even if the completed their journey, he knew it was difficult to guess what could be waiting for them at the other side. The shadows of these mountains may linger long in their hearts.



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« Reply #20 on: September 14, 2024, 11:21:11 PM »
The Siege of the Sky (XVII) | Tal-ġebel, Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


Tal-gebel had mostly turned into a ghost town. While the army did not face much resistance and it surrender after a few skirmishes, most of the population was transferred to distant provinces and settlements, as it was considered that the location of the town implied a logistical problem and vulnerable to attacks to small militia groups hidden in the surrounding mountain ranges. Along the town, a large military camp was established.

After overseeing several thousands of death sentences in the previous weeks, Lieutenant-General Kwok found calmer days inside the reddish adobe bricks wall that surrounded the holy site of Tal-Gebel. While the large walls and the buildings inside were not exactly impressive or luxurious, they offered a more pleasant view that the more humble houses outside the walls, including the slums around it and the tents where most refugees, now gone, had recently established. Meanwhile, most of the local clergy was put under of house arrest in the town, outside the walls, or in the case of minor clergy, their families, and religious cities, transferred to military camps somewhere else through the region.

One of the notable exceptions was, of course, the Qassis Suprem ("Supreme Priest", the highest religious authority), which remained in the house arrest in one of the main buildings which included his own official office and one the chapels of the temple. Gherf II had reluctantly accepted his fate, although concerned about those who surrounded him. Still, in the last days he was left undisturbed and well-fed, even if the quality of the food was reduced to military rations. Even if the clergy followed strict dietary laws, his stomach struggled with his new diet. But Gherf tried to avoid such banal thoughts in comparison with the suffering and fate of his followers.

Unexpectedly, Lieutenant-General Kwok was waiting him that afternoon when the Qassis Supreme returned from his chapel. Kwok was patiently eating an apple.

"I received good news", Kwok announced. "I was told that the people will not suffering for long. Finally, peace will arrive to these lands".

"I hope that would be the case", Gherf II replied, "but I am afraid I can't be so sure about it". Kwok simply threw away what remained of the fruit and smiled.

"Fair enough", Kwok replied, without losing his smile. "Like you, my job is more dealing with the souls than the bodies. I'm glad we can continue our conversation today".

"I assume the nature of our tasks is very different...", Gherf replied. "But have I any alternative?", he asked.

"You're right", Kwok answered, "our role is very different. I am not here to answer questions. We, as soldiers, only follow orders and execute them in the best of our capacity. It's not up to me to decide how peace will be administered. I am not here to negotiate. But I can still offer you a way out".

"As I said before", Gherf continued, "I am willing to accept my fate. I am not, and I was never, a soldier or a politician. A difficult and immaterial task was put on my shoulders, and I accept it, with all the consequences. I am afraid I can't help you, even if I were in that position".

"Your people will need guidance", Kwok insisted, "and it would not be responsible to leave them without your guidance in the wilderness. A new time is about to start, in which peace and security can only be assured under a new restoration. But such peace can only last through cooperation. The time of experiments and rebellion is over, and we hope you and your followers will assist your people to become law-abiding subjects once again".

"Unfortunately", Gherf insisted, "that's not my role. My predecessors attempted to avoid being involved in politics as much as possible, and I am willing to follow that path. I will not defy the law and I will not campaign against it, even if it weren't fair. No, we follow a higher law, the Almighty's law. I mean no harm to you, we only ask to offer our spiritual services in peace".

"It is my job to judge the nature of your services", Kwok replied. "I could not care less. But if you insist to ignore your responsibility, those below your command and care will have to face their own responsibility and expose the truth with all its consequences. Neutrality toward subversion will not be an option. We will need to expurgate rebellion and subversion and those who oppose such task will be swept with it".

"Unfortunately", Kwok added, "our generous offer will not be extended for long as soon my tasks will increase once again. I will leave you alone but I will be demand an answer the next time we meet, which is going to be in a less comfortable and serious atmosphere".

"Defiance to authority is not realm", Gherf argued. "However, I am afraid we are not in a position to assist in more worldly endeavors. Our worship and devotion is only to the Almighty alone, and I will be willing to accept my own responsibility".



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« Reply #21 on: November 17, 2024, 02:13:04 AM »

The Siege of the Sky (XVIII) | Hayanttangam, Great Kingdom of Asadal


Deputy Director Yoo had arrived to the region without fanfare. As Deputy Director of Organization of the Development and Construction Corps, known as Gundan,  he was chosen as the de facto most powerful civilian official in Hayanttangam. Things were calmer now, Yoo realized, at compared to one month ago, when the first Gundan officials arrived only to coincide with a terrorist attack against the Third State Minister. Still convalescent, the Third Minister was finally transferred to the capital city the morning before Yoo arrival.

While reconstruction had already started, Yoo found there were obvious signs that it will take still a long time for the region to turn into its normalcy. "In order to build a proper bureaucracy and effective organization", Yoo told his assistant Seo, "it is required to accelerate the repopulation from citizens from other provinces. It would be a mistake to relay and trust the locals. The Directorate may dislike it, but we may need to increase the budget for our operations here".

After spending two days in Samwon, they continue their journey until they reached a small recently established village, almost exclusively inhabited by soldiers and recently arrived state employees. There, they met Assistant Officer Park, whom Yoo had met when the now Deputy Director headed the Gundan para-military force, a decade ago. They were told how the situation remained dire in the countryside and the most distant urban centers, with thousands and thousands still languishing in prisons and detention centers. A few weeks ago, Park told them, about two hundred prisoners had died not far from there as consequence of an epidemic in one of the overcrowded detention centers.

"The army has authorized male teenagers and adults who received clearances from the High Office to work in the agriculture sector", Park informed. "However, as housing remains scarce and many villages were demolished for security reasons, the process is going too slow".

"This is not very productive", Yoo argued. "We need to increase the workforce as soon as possible. All investment will be fruitless if we can make the economy move immediately".

The next day, Park escorted them to a school which had been funded by the Gundan. The school building was a former old monastery, which had been restored and rebuild to serve it is new purpose. Around it, a system of prefab barracks were built to house the increasing numbers of children, many of them orphans but others simply under the authority of the state following preliminary rulings by the military courts. There, they met Mo-yeon, a woman in her thirties, one of the first -excluding medical personnel- female civilians to arrive to the region in the afterwards of the military operation. Yoo witnessed an element of improvisation in the whole enterprise, even if, at least for its most basic functions, the school was well-organized. Mo-yeon showed them the installations and some of the main activities done daily in the school to the visitors. Yoo was well-aware of Mo-yeon's family connections, so he was not exactly too inquisitive in his inquiry about the project.

"If we had the means", Mo-yeon explained as the three walked through the backyards of the building, "we would like to build an additional building, so we can house the students in better conditions and increase the number of classes and courses".

"I am certain that such wish should not be too hard to achieve", Yoo replied.

"Giving the circumstances, of course", she continued, "our efforts are quite modest, mostly feeding them, offer psychological support, and teach them some discipline. On the educational level, our ambition is limited, at least for the first year. Not only the number of students, but the disparity of ages became an obvious obstacle. After all these years, many of the children do not speak our language. As a consequence, our teachings are being limited to teach them to speak, read and write in our language, some basic maths, general classes about history, culture and, of course, religion, as well as some leisure activities".

"I can imagine", a mostly uninterested Yoo replied. "We are confident that a new future will be build as similar efforts are being spread through these lands".

Yoo and Seo shared a lunch with the Mo-yeon and the rest of teachers and administrative personnel in the school-residency. The staff canteen was found in the basement of the main building, which Yoo found not an exactly cheerful ambient. The same evening, this time without Assistant Officer Park, they continued their travel toward Yangmonsan.

They arrived to Yangmonsan, which reconstruction was quite advanced, and almost unrecognizable for anyone who may have visited the town a year before. The new buildings, mostly housed military personnel and recently arrived staff for the local government. Most of the original population, mostly families and some of those who were released from detention centers, moved to a settlement mostly formed by a shanty town, about one kilometer away.

In the middle of Yangmonsan town center, a large building at the style of Outer Hwangjin presided the place with stone pavement. There, General Choe was waiting them in his main office. The general had remained as the highest authority in Hayanttangam.

"Welcome", General Chloe told Yoo as the visitor entered the room. His voice, however, did not sound too pleased to meet his guest. Yoo understood that the officer was not probably too happy that his success in the battlefield was tainted by an unfortunate incident. Or maybe he was simply displeased to be forced to remain in this insignificant lands, a feeling which may be waiting for himself.

"Thank you, sir", Yoo replied with a slight reverence. "I bring you personal greetings from General Director Mangjul. He congratulate for your successful endeavors".

"It has been a long time since I met him in person, to be honest", General Choe replied. "As far as it is possible, we will be happy to assist you in your task. However, I am hopeful that your forget of the true nature of your role and your obligations".

"Of course", Yoo replied. "I am well aware of the challenge ahead, and I will be happy to accept your cooperation as I will offer mine. If anything, we were surprised that choose this place as center of operations".

"Logistically", Choe explained, "it has its obvious advantages. I understand that you may have found Sanwon much more pleasant, with its own limitations, but it was important to avoid previous mistakes".

"I understand", Yoo replied. "I plan to remain here for at least a week, in order to gather information before I am able to put things forward. It is not my wish to disrupt or destroy what was already built".

"We will be happy to offer you the best accomodation that we have available", the general replied. "In the meantime, I can only remind you that, as long as His Grand Majesty orders otherwise, any civil appointment will continue under the authority of the ministry".

"There are no doubts about that", Yoo replied with a smile. "We will be happy to cooperate with the local governments. We will try to continue what your soldiers achieved in these lands, nothing more".

"I am convinced that it is the case", Choe added, with a less assertive intonation this time.