The Gweeks took on the Wwwomans at the RGMB for the first
time. I revelled in my fully painted
Roman army, although I soon started to wonder about ways of making them appear
brighter on the table top – buts that’s for another time. Red had expanded his Greeks substantially,
and he commanded two of the three divisions, with Michael the third. With nobody handy to help me push models
around I commanded all three of my divisions.
We devised a simply scenario where the divisions arrived
randomly, and then adapted/messed about with it to make it balance during the
opening phases of the game. Reds
enthusiasm for a river saw the Greeks starting from one side, and the Romans
from the more open other side. The
Romans were quick in arriving, with Tribune Maximus Gittus and his legionaries
taking up a right side, and Tribune Farquaad and his larger Legionary force to
their left. With the Greeks massing on
the other side of the river I took advantage of some excellent command rolls to
race the legionaries forward with the intention of blocking the two bridges and
denying the enemy their superior numbers in an open field.
This plan went well until Tribune Gittus and his Legionaries
got it all wrong; their attempt at blocking the right hand bridge resulting in
first the fourth cohort, then the fifth cohort, and finally a unit of slingers
all fleeing in the same turn from the same Hoplite taxi! With this major loss, and the Greeks flooding
across the river, things looked bad for
the Romans. I threw the large 1st
Cohort in against the left bridge, supported by the 2nd and 3rd
cohorts of legionaries, and drove off a Hoplite taxi, but took severe casualties
in doing so.
My general raced the auxiliary division forward, hoping to
stem the tide of Greeks on the right, but the action only cost me an auxiliary cavalry
squadron in return for a second Hoplite taxi.
The auxiliaries took heavy casualties, and were forced back, while on my
left Tribune Farquaads Legionaries were being pushed back by an ever increasing
number of Greeks. The final straw was
the eventual arrival of the last third (!) of the Greeks army, as Michael
finally passed a command roll! At this
point, and with time upon us, I conceded the field.
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