United States of America
Washington D.C - January - July 1813
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“
Fight on men! Fight on!” yelled US General Andrew Jackson as he lead a counter assault on the British positions outside of Albany, NY.
“
Give no quarter to the Red Coats!”
It was April 1813, and the US, for the first time in his young history, was in the midst of a cataclysmic invasion.
In November of the previous year President Pinckney who had started the war in earnest with a successful navel skirmish off the coast of Venezuela, had been able use the burgeoning conflict to cajole enough public support for his de-facto Federalist Party successor, candidate
John Eager Howard along with his vice-president candidate pro-Slavery Thomas Spalding, to win the Presidency in a landslide election in November, 1812.
Newly sworn-in President Howard, known on the campaign trail as a “Warrior President” due to his service fighting the British in the revolutionary war, took the reigns war firmly into his own grasp.
The day after taking the oath of office, the British crossed over the border into New York.
Hoping to take Syracuse by mid-February, an expeditionary force of
20,000 Peninsular War Veterans lead by the
Duke of Wellington marched towards the city, capturing it with little resistance.
Turning towards Albany, with the hope of capturing it by April, the Duke began his march, only to meet General Andrew Jackson, with a force of 15,000 regular and militia forces on the outskirts of the city.
Back in D.C., President Howard was dealing with a second British invasion off the coast of South Carolina. A force of 10,000 Red Coats had landed in March and proceeded to capture Charleston by April of 1813. An American militia force quickly rose up and began a small guerrilla campaign against their occupiers, forcing the British then burn the city to the ground.
Fearing the same fate would soon befall Washington D.C., President Howard called up a force of 5,000 militia men to prepare defensive fortifications around the city. Leading the troops himself, he sent his cabinet along with his family away from the city towards Philadelphia.
With resistance quelled and with minimal losses to their forces, the British stationed in Charleston, began their march toward Raleigh, capturing it by mid-May of 1813.
By the mid-June, the British forces in the North, under the Generalship of the Duke of Wellington had been fought to an inconclusive standstill as General Jackson had successfully defended the capture of Albany through several defensive counter strikes against the invaders.
Receiving word from President Howard about the quick capture of Charleston and Raleigh, General Jackson was recalled from the Albany-front to help defend the capitol.
Hearing of relief troops being sent from all frontiers to the defense of Washington D.C, the British in the southern theater, decide to avoid the capturing of Richmond, instead choosing to march around the city and head directly for Washington D.C.
On July 1th, 1813, the British forces arrived on the outskirts of Washington D.C. and quickly began their assault of the city.
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United Kingdom
London - July 1st, 1813
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British Parliament, hearing of the success the Southern campaign the American continent, choose to commit a third Expeditionary force to help alleviate the stalled advance on Albany. Sending a contingent of 10,000 more men, along with several Ships-Of-Line sent to blockade the entire east coast, soon made their way from London to New York City.
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Spanish Americas (Venezuela Territory)
July 1st, 1813 – Midnight
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Two smuggler ships, contracted by the government of the Antillean Republic arrived in a small port located just outside the colonial city of Caracas.
About a week prior Bolivar received a handwritten note from Committee Leader Alexandre Petion informing him of their plan to smuggle him, and the Haitian contingent sent to support him, out of the city.
“On the first night of July, look to eastern most port of the city. If you see a flame extinguish on a boat at exactly 12:00 am, that is your signal to leave.” the note said.
And the moon rose on the first night of July, as planned Bolivar and his supporters looked east and saw a flame on the deck of a boat extinguish.
Bolivar and his group of loyal supports quickly gathered supplies, arms, and food and made way for the boat.
As they made their way out of the doors for the Spanish Governors Palace, they all heard a sudden and quick succession of explosions.
Bang! ... Bang! ... Bang!
The Deposed Spanish Loyalists, who for the previous 6 months had encircled the city of Caracas began their final assault on the city.
Bang! ... Bang! ... Bang!
Several cannons opened up a barrage upon the urban center as thousands of troops began to pour into the city.
“
Quickly brothers, to the boats!” yelled Bolivar at the top of his lungs.
Abandoning their arms and cannons, the entire party ran a full speed to the coast line, buildings being shelled around them.
As they made their way, Eugene Dupart, one of the Haitian generals sent to assist Bolivar campaign, and along with several others we’re struck by all sides by wooden shrapnel as a cannon ball hit a granary standing near them, killing them all on impact.
Pausing briefly, Bolivar looked back and saw the remains of his comrades in arms, as the flames engulfed their bodies.
His own arm now seriously damaged,
Bolivar gritted his teeth in anguish then quickly turned his attention back to the coast.
With the rest of his collaborators and supporters now dead, Bolivar alone made his way to the port and climbed upon the smugglers ship.
Two loud bells rang out in the night sky, as the ship opened its sails and hastily turned towards the Caribbean Sea.
An injured but stalwart Bolivar climbed to the top deck and looked back at Caracas.
Seeing the city, his city, now in flames, Bolivar muttered to himself:
“
Viva la Revolution…”
Falling to his knees, Bolivar collapsed into unconsciousness.