A Virginian-Spanish Quarrel (Africa 1915)
The enemy Theodore Roosevelt had in mind for the Virginians was, of course, the Holy Empire of Spain.
It wasn’t like the nominal commander of the ‘Bloody Riders’ had a lot of alternatives anyway. While New Virginia had several naval transports which could be used to ferry troops across the Atlantic, courtesy of the Floridian defeat having unfolded too quickly, a modern blue-water squadron would send them to the bottom of the ocean in a few minutes. There were no submarines or capital warships available, and the Consulate’s flagship was now a six year-old destroyer noticeable only by its obsolescence.
This meant that if the Cape wanted a war to unify the New Virginians with them, it had to be with a country they shared a frontier with, and there were only two of them now that the Great War had remodelled the map of Africa: France and Spain. Declaring war to the former would evidently be a rapid method of national suicide. Spain was a more reasonable proposition: its finances were in a lamentable state, its soldiers were underpaid, and now that the possibility of an escalation over the North and Central American conflict was clearly null, the troops which had been stationed in New Palma were repatriated to Europe or sent northwards bashing the heads of nomadic tribes refusing to swear allegiance to Madrid.
This Spanish colony was vulnerable. Or to be more accurate, it would be more vulnerable if some naval aid was provided to sink the Imperial cruiser and its escorts providing a maritime shield to the possessions of Empress Isabella. On land, things were more equilibrated: the New Virginians, bolstered by the Cape weapon shipments had managed to return to their pre-Floridian War strength with a large recruitment of Cape ‘volunteers’, giving them a three thousand-men advantage over their eastern neighbour.
Everything was ready. The date of the offensive had been chosen to begin in early January 1915, not to give a very ironic New Year’s gift to Madrid, but because until the wet season arrived in early April, this should give three good months to the New Virginians to beat the Imperial garrisons and seize as much as possible of this colony. Given the reduced forces available to New Virginia proper, the pro-South African officers imagined the garrisoning and the logistics would be more difficult than the fighting themselves.
They may have been right, if the Cape and New Virginian analysts hadn’t neglected a tiny detail. The Imperial Spanish was still nominally an ally of the Entente, and this translated in the ability to purchase weapons the Imperial French army had decided to replace by more cutting-edge forces. In addition to this, the fighting in the desert and the interior of Africa made difficult the deployment of certain units which were in dire need of heavy maintenance.
So when the Imperial cruiser received a Cape-engineered torpedo in the middle of the night and some smuggling operations became bloodbaths as the plans called, the invasion of New Palma went rapidly off script. To the great horror of some veterans of New Virginia who had survived the vicious fighting of North America, the Spanish had tanks, modern field guns, and plenty of machine guns. Not many compared to what a Carolinian or French army was able to field, but sufficiently to stop cold the first onslaught with hundreds of dead, and thousands more casualties on the third of January of the year 1915.
And then of course Madrid declared war, the population of the Holy Empire screaming for the blood of the perfidious enemy which had not even bothered to give them a declaration of war. Roosevelt had a conflict, but it was not the type he had explained to his Generals. The New Virginians had been supposed to smash their opponents in a single decisive assault, not advancing slowly in a bloody boxing match and paying for every kilometre in hundreds of bodies. Spain was hardly going to abandon its colony after such a performance, and it was giving time for reinforcements to arrive from other parts of the Spanish colonial empire. New Palma was not a territory as valuable as Southern Andalusia for Empress Isabella III, but it was a land the arms of the Spanish Empire had conquered, and they did not intend to relinquish it to a band of exilic English descendants that the religious authorities were prompt to demonise as Satan-worshipping heretics.
Obviously, it was one more plan going down in flames. This was not an unmitigated disaster for the Cape, since the Cape ambassadors protested the innocence of their master when the ‘ridiculous’ accusations of military support were made in public. And so far, Madrid appeared to give the benefice of the doubt to the South Africans, not because they believed in their innocence – the nickname ‘Snakes’ had been well-earned by 1914 – but due to the immense difficulties an invasion of the region would require. The Holy Empire was not bankrupt, but its economy had seen better days.
On the other hand, as the Cape and New Virginian-born soldiers discovered very quickly, Madrid had a lot of veterans courtesy of a previous agitated internal affairs. And when Empress Isabella III promised in front of a crowd of hundreds of thousands that the volunteer soldiers would get first pick of the conquered lands of New Virginia, the recruiting offices could really pick quality over quantity. By the end of February, more than 30 000 men were sent reinforcing New Palma, and this was ‘only’ the first wave, armed with the best weapons based on French models that the Holy Empire could afford.
If the New Virginians had been able to inflict some decisive victories, then the situation could have been salvageable. But they had not. The attackers were still advancing in New Palma, but the defending forces had proved all too adept at avoiding the kind of decisive engagement their enemies wanted. Furthermore, the support of the local men and women who didn’t manage to flee in time was non-existent. White men and women, the colons of Imperial Spain, thought the New Virginians were heretics and treacherous backstabbers. Among the black population, it was worse: the Spanish converted by force, but at least they didn’t put you in chains and branded you with the terrible brands of slavery. A few massacres of villages when drunk Virginians rampaged to ‘celebrate’ their ‘victories’, and the damage was done: the invaders were hated and most of the cooperation possibilities buried with the fallen soldiers.
Theodore Roosevelt was thus in front of a dilemma. On the one hand, the New Virginians had made some impressive gains, close to one hundred kilometres of advance at the tip of the ‘offensive’, and added some new slaves to exploit in their plantations and other ‘un-Virginian’ activities. On the other hand, given what was coming for them, it was clear that the window of opportunity was closing, and it was closing fast. The dry season was almost over, and new warships were coming from Europe to replace the ones the Cape activities had put out of commission. New Richmond and all the cities of the Consulate were soon going to be under a naval blockade, it was a reality impossible to deny. And once this was done, defeat was only a question of time, with the Spanish bringing army after army to land on the New Virginian shores as the anvil to the hammer of their forces in New Palma.
Only the open intervention of the Republic of the Cape could save their ‘allies’. But was it wise to do so?