Must Earn Something

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"Can I have your attention please folks?" a figurehead spoke up, standing up at the center of the square, as the crowds would quiet down "Thank you" as he then clears his throat.

"Reslanian. It's what the people who had lived here used to call during the time of the Republic era. It's what we had in common, allowing us to have unity and brotherhood between each other. Reslania was once a prosperous and independent country, sure, we weren't as rich around that time, but life was good, and everyone was happy.

That is until the Variks and the Ferdies came to this sacred land. They said they came to bring civility to this land, but we all know it was all a lie, so we had fought back. We had put up an admirable resistance, but these Variks and Ferdies were far ahead of us and simply too much to handle, and as a result, the brave fighters had to lay down their arms and kneel to the new rulers of our land.

From that point onward, our people was subject to various kinds of oppression from these monsters. They did not see us as just another humans, but rather a tool for themselves, if not even entertainment. They have our people, using us however they see fit. In fact, the city we're standing on right now is built using our very own blood!

The Reslanis from centuries back, like us, saw that changes must come, that freedom must be returned to its rightful hand. So the Reslanians fought back once more. They fought and fought constantly but to no avail as each of our attempts, were humiliatingly crushed.

All hopes seemed lost at this point, and all of us just accepted that since then. Until the fateful day, when General Luchok Yegorovich was killed by an old man by the name of Ruslan Yurijovych Ishchenko. It wasn't someone that one would expect to do the deed, but it's still a wakeup call nonetheless, that if we can't lose nothing at this point, why bother holding back, AM I RIGHT?"

The crowd shouted in union: "RIGHT!"

The leader then continued his speech.

"That's what got us to here, reclaiming the city as ours. It's all thanks to that, and the most unexpected but perhaps one of the most important factor: We have the support of the Commonwealth of Esterria, marking the first time we ever had support from a nation of Gestrae, a civilized one though disowned from the union.

For this, I, Taras Feodosijovych Lytvynenko, declare our next step: the Free State of Reslania and subsequently, the Reslanian People's Front. This city may have been ours once again, but our work isn't done yet, and it's only the beginning to a national liberation. Thank you"

The crowd cheered on as new hope of liberation was established for the first time in a century. Some shot in the air as celebration, and some just hanging around, at the same time cautious for projectiles to come back raining down upon them.

It's a night to be remembered for a long time, and they do not plan on having it end in vain. Varika may have been pushed back, but not forever, and certainly not for long...

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29/08/1702

South-West Yelovsk, near a town West of Kramovskiy, Reslania
La Ferdinan troops would cross into the territory of the Varikan Empire, into Yelovsk in response to the Tsar's personal request for the Gestraen superpower to intervene alongside them.

The La Ferdinan Imperial Army contingent are mounted on self-propelled carriages, formed into a convoy that would make their way to the city where their Eastern ally had been laughably struggling with.

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