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The Unsung Hero of the Rhavanese Unification War

The Rhavanese Unification War (RUW) was one of the bloodiest battles ever fought, lasting from 1970-1973 over 4 million people perished in the harsh jungles, and mountains of the recently recognized nation. The RUW was a war waged by the Socialist north to unify the country, after both experiencing the after effects of colonization. While the south became a constitutional monarchy, and became economically superior to its northern counterpart because of capitalism, the north regressed and the people suffered because of land reforms and unfair taxes and wages. The north envied the south's land, people, and riches, and seeked to "unite" the country to become a equal utopia for all Rhavanese. So in 1969, the northern socialist republic annexed the middle kingdoms and brought troops to the border. In 1970 they officially declared war and entered the Calico jungles. The fights were brutal, and many soldiers on both sides died. Diseases were also deadly, with many soldiers killed by malaria and cholera. In 1971 the north took Quai Yuan [WAI-YU-AHN]. And in 1973 they took Chow Cho [CHOW-CHAWH) the seat of the south, thus ending the war. The imperial family was put on trial, found guilty, and exiled never to be heard from again. During the 7 day siege of Chow Cho many people evacuated by boats, though most didn't make it out of the gulf before being bombed, or captured by pirates.

East of Quai Yuan, March 2nd, 1971 

The bombs rained in the distance like little droplets making an impact of a still pond. My comrades and I were trying to find shelter during the raid. The northern dragons were especially angry that day, choosing huge banyans and tiny villages as targets, I remember thinking that we must of landed a victory, and this was their spite. A vengeful storm stems from the peaceful waves. My comrades and I reached a clearing where 7 bomb shelters lay around crater, dismembered bodies were strewn everywhere, as if they almost made it to safety before a bomb ripped away their lives, some of them were barely children. We all collectively sighed because there was just enough. As we climbed in I heard the innocent sound of a child's cry.(Recounted Lam Tran)

This weekend we talked to Lam Tran (109 yrs), currently living in Bogd Giorno, Fulgistan. He was a lawyer, from the small village Cong, 5 miles out of Quai Yuan. Like many most able bodied southerners he was drafted into the war, where he mostly served in the Calico jungles. He risked his life to save an entire family from certain death, and walked with them on a 7 day journey to Chow Cho where the family boarded a boat to Europa. 

The jungles back then were filled with malaria carrying mosquitoes, and northern soldiers, as well as the normal jungly death kinda thing. Its people like this that should be written in our history books, not these northern murd- [THIS SECTION HAS BEEN REMOVED BY THE RHAVANESE GOVERNMENT] Its truly remarkable. (Ha Nguyen from the University of Rhavanese History)  

The walks were long, there was no water. The food was jerky, every day. I have never had another bite of papaya jerky, by god (laughs). I remember at one point the girl Huong caught malaria. The family was so anxious, you could feel the emotion bending off the ground. Every night the family would pray to the goddess of kindness and strength, Sam Tâm, to bring good fortune to the family. Their prayers were answered. We came upon a village named Phin Trieu, where the village healer nursed Huong back to health. All the while the droplets of the north, turned into a pouring rain. The dragons were angrier, we later learned that the bombs we heard was the north sieging and then capturing Quai Yuan. We arrived through the secret tunnels to Chow Cho, and my goodness, the greatest sight was seeing the pale cyan ocean, and the capital of our glor- [THIS SECTION HAS BEEN REMOVED BY THE RHAVANESE GOVERNMENT]. The family was so kind, saying that I was welcome to come with them and they had an extra ticket. But I remember replying, I could never abandon my home. A child must always fight for their mother, because their mother fought for them. 


The remarkable stories of our nation's heroes are not just dandelions of the wind, to be watched blow away with the erosion of time, but they are scars not able to heal, that our heroes are able and willing to tell. Our country is a unju- [THIS SECTION HAS BEEN REMOVED BY THE RHAVANESE GOVERNMENT].

Thank you Lam Tran, thats all we have time for, this was RNN (Rhavanese National News). 

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