Restoring the Empire, A Summoning Italy fanfic

The South is Free

(A/N: Map by the end of 1645 (1946))

Warning: War Crimes.

State of Sonal, Dniver River, September 28th 1645 (1946)

Dawn on a Fall morning's day 1645. The first rays of sunlight showed a column of Grey Vehicles and Men crossing a Bridge over the Dniver River. They were moving south, The Column of vehicles and men kept on coming, day after day, night after night.

Ever since the Kainish left the southern sector to stop the breakout in Hinomawari and Leifor, Magicarriech and Nigrat were left to fend for themselves. Over 2 Million enemies were now pressing their luck to liberate Sonal and Catolin.

From behind the retreating soldiers came the sound of sporatic sounds of gundfire. Each burst caused the retreating soldiers to cast anxious glances to their rear and over their shoulders.

But then they heard a new sound. 

The soldiers began to run, pushing each other out of the way, It was the sound of Tank Tracks and the Familar roar of P-54/45 Engines. 

They were Part of the Italian 20th Army, the sole army of Italy in the south, 250 000 Men who were hungry for revenge.

The tanks approached the bridge at full speed. They were racing to be the first to cross the river and enter the middle half of Sonal. 

All of sudden however...

KABOOM!

There was a deafening explosion. Nigratian Engineers had placed demolition charges and had collapsed 4 sections of the Kone Bridge. With them, went the Allies last chance of getting tanks quickly across the Dniver river.

The lead tank's commander got out of his hatch, it was none other than Marshal Messe's Son, Major General Victor Messe. He knew now his father would be severly angry at him and the Destrution of the Bridge.

Victor Messe was born in 1924, he lived a life of Militarism and Stauch Devotion to the Italian Dream of Greatness. As a Comitted Nationalist and Monarchist, He was well liked by everyone, but his short 5'4 statue left much to be desired.

But what he lacked in height he made up with Talent as a Officer, rising the ranks in 4 years to become a Major General at only 22 years old, He had a promising career ahead of him.

But now he had to find another way to cross the Dniver River with his Tanks.

For Allied Infantry had already crossed the river at several points. But without Tank Support, The Nigratians and Magicarreichs were able to cointain the small bridgeheads.

After the Fall of Branchel In August of 1645, The frontline began to race in all directions, albeit at a slow pace. The Allied Armies advance in overwhelming strenght. With more than 14 Million men and 11 000 Tanks, Countering 12 Million men and 10 000 Tanks.

The Nigratians and Magicarreichs planned to make their stand on the Dniver river. The Armies were ordered to dig in on its southern banks. To form the so called Kovan Line, to slow the allied advance, Attila ordered the Nigratians and Magicarreichs to begin a scorched earth policy.

Anything which could not be carried away was burnt or blown up.

It was nothing less than the systematic destrution of what remained of Sonal.

Villages were left desolate, entire towns deported back to Leifor for slave labor. Those were the lucky ones as the K-SS went town to town, erasing them off the map in the most brutal massacres history would ever see.

As the Allies rolled into these villages and towns, they found a scarred land which would never see the light of humanity again.

This was one of the climatic horrors in a country where the war claimed more than 5 million civilian lives, 1/8 of the total population.