Brian McClellan, Wrath of Empire (2018)

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Author: Brian McClellan

Title: Wrath of Empire

Pages: 656

Format: Hardcover

A sequel to Sins of Empire, Wrath of Empire picks up where Sins ended. General Vlora Flint leads her Riflejacks turned mercenary army away from Landfall in a doomed effort of protecting refugees. I say “doomed”, because two Dynize armies literally race each other to finish her off more quickly and efficiently, and a Fatrastan army on the other side of the river wants her imprisoned and tried for treason. Mad Ben Styke accompanies Vlora with his own unit, reborn from the ashes of old Mad Lancers, and ponders the difficult dilemmas of vengeance, while Michel Brevis, still in his role as a Gold Rose Blackhat, smuggles families of other Blackhat members from the occupied capital city. Sounds tough, but that’s only the beginning: they all will soon face even greater dangers and more impossible tasks, because, as usual in McClellan’s books, the neck-breaking pace of action doesn’t relent for even a moment.

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Wrath of Empire can be described as an impressive string of pitched battles, deadly ambushes and duels, balanced with a huge amount of politics, internal struggles of various factions, torture, and betrayal. I’d go as far as to say that the military part of the book is the lighter one. The dark, underground maze beneath Landfall, in which insurgent/terrorist cells of Fatrastan Blackhats are hiding and from which they plot bombings and assassinations, is an apt metaphor of McClellan’s vision of politics. It’s as off-putting as it’s dangerous, and yet it remains an integral part of the life of the city above, connected to it through various hidden tunnels and cellars. McClellan seems to maintain a romantic view of war, full of heroic acts of selfless bravery and beautiful cavalry charges, miraculous deliverances in the last second and improbably lucky coincidences. In contrast, there is nothing romantic in the image of political struggle he paints in the Wrath of Empire, where even heroic, selfless deeds are met with suspicion, allegiances change with the speed of light, while the final goal seems at best unattainable and at worst non-existent. Yet more than the pitched battles I enjoyed the descriptions of  tangled politics of the Dynize occupying force, and really appreciated the complexity of the Dynize image, who weren’t portrayed as universally bad guys. Having Michel operate in the midst of the occupying force served very well as an opportunity to show all shades of personalities also among the notional enemy.

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Brian McClellan, Sins of Empire (2017)

Sins of Empire

A sequel of sorts to the critically acclaimed Powder Mage trilogy, Sins of Empire takes us ten years forward and half a world away from Adro, to the newly created country and nation of Fatrasta. When Taniel Two-Shot more than a decade ago helped the Fatrastans win their independence from the Kez, he fought alongside Old-World Kressians and aboriginal Palos. But now, as the nation of Fatrasta has become increasingly rich and influential, its leaders and Kressian elites have started to mercilessly exploit the weaknesses of Palo. The internal inequalities and segregation policies introduced by Kressians pushed the mutual distrust between the former colonialists from all over the Nine and the aboriginal tribes of Palos toward political unrest and a bloody civil war. And when the empire of Dynize, remaining in self-imposed isolationism for the last four hundred years, comes knocking with a big-ass fleet of war ships and an army bloodied earlier in  a cruel civil war, things get even more dire pretty soon.

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Robert Jackson Bennett, City of Stairs (2014)

City of Stairs

Let’s take a tour through the streets of the fabled city of Bulikov, where gods lived, where they created and destroyed, took care of their followers and inevitably issued edicts. Bulikov, city of grand spires and beautiful gardens, shining like an immense jewel of the world. A seat of gods, a place of power, a source of pride – and hubris – for the people dwelling on the Continent.

If you were to walk through the streets of Bulikov now, you wouldn’t see any of the wonders. You’d see a forest of decrepit, half-ruined buildings, hundreds of thousands of stairs ending in the thin air, as if cut by a gigantic scythe, and a sea of poverty, resentment and anger.

Because the gods weren’t omnipotent, omniscient or immortal. They were killed, and with their destruction came the destruction of everything they have ever built. Bulikov is now a gaping wound in social memory, a festering boil waiting to burst at the slightest pressure. And guess what? That pressure is easily applied, from many directions at once.

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Brian McClellan, The Powder Mage Trilogy (2013 – 2015)

Powder MageQ: Gunpowder mages… how cool is that?

A: It’s as cool, as it sounds, my friend 😉

Piotrek: Epicka, trzyczęściowa trylogia (co w dzisiejszych czasach wbrew pozorom nie jest oczywiste, z niejednej trylogii zrobiła się wielotomowa saga…), która chyba nie potrzebuje recenzji… wystarczy kilka haseł i zapewnienie, że nie tylko pomysł świetny, ale i wykonanie nie zawodzi.

Stary świat fantasy, gdzie królowie rządzą opierając się na magach, a pospólstwo zna swoje miejsce. Politeistyczna religia, kolejna podpora reżimu, źródła swoje ma w historycznym fakcie, że bogowie kiedyś naprawdę chodzili po ziemi. Wojsko, w którym urodzenie znaczy więcej, niż odwaga i kompetencje. Zdegenerowana arystokracja, której przedsiębiorczy stan trzeci nie chce już utrzymywać.

Zaraz zaraz… coś tu przestaje pasować. Sielski feudalizm typowego fantasy zaczyna przypominać nowożytną Francję. Parę lat przed rewolucją. Stało się to możliwe dzięki zastosowaniu przez autora rewolucyjnego konceptu rewolucji przemysłowej ;).

Dygresja – nie był pierwszy, jasne. Wszystko już było. Nawet Napoleon na smoku. Ale nie w ten sposób.

Tak więc w Adro, małym, ale postępowym królestwie, zaczynają działać potężne siły społeczne, które zderzają się z czymś, czego u nas na swojej drodze nie spotkały – król oprócz gwardii szwajcarskiej ma na swoje zawołanie magów. Magów, którzy potrafią w pojedynkę spopielić brygadę piechoty liniowej, nie tylko demonstację związkowców.

Dygresja – związki zawodowe i rewolucja! Świat McClellana ma swojego Wałęsę, o skromnych początkach, skłonnościach do ciemnych interesów i olbrzymich ambicjach politycznych.

Ok, więc – z jednej strony – awesome!

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