Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, in an age which
history has kindly forgotten, mixed up, and become generally confused about,
the Romans, with their Celtic allies, launched a raid into that powerhouse of
industry; Greece. Having filled their
carts full of that most precious of cargoes; olives, they set off back towards
the border for a date with wine and pasta.
The ancient Greeks were not so keen to see their olives made with so freely,
and dispatched a force of historically inaccurate hoplites and peltast to block
the road while further re-enforcements made their way to the scene, drawn by
the smell of the Celts choice of (or lack of) bath materials.
And so the scene is set, my Romans, their column led by
Luke’s celtic warbands, heading home in a march formation along a dirt track
thinking about olives and lovely boys called Mario when a force of hoplites and
Greek skirmishers leap out from behind some blades of grass. Commanded by Chris ‘Damn your whinging sir
and Charge!’ Fazey, they are aiming to hold up the column long enough for the
remains of the Greek army (Red presiding) to hit the flanks and wipe out jonny
foreigner. Victory goes to the Romans if
any of their 3 supply units (2 carts and a donkey train of 2) get off the board
at the roads end, or the Greeks are beaten off.
The Greeks win if everyone else dies first. Simple.
Technical’s; the board was 10ft long by 5ft wide, the Romans
and celts in 4 divisions moved down the road towards Chris’ 1 division at the
roads fork, while Red’s troops came on at a predetermined time and place known
only to Red and Chris – the more advantageous the place, the longer they had to
wait for the troops to arrive!
The Battle
Its was the Celts that started it, their lack of
understanding of the concept of ‘march column’ meant they were already in their
default attack setting of ‘angry rabble’, which then barrelled down the road
towards the Greek blocking force. The
bulk of the legionaries were in the following division which, led by the Roman
general, swung to the right off the road to support the Celts movement. The second Roman infantry division, a mix of
legionaries, auxiliaries and slingers, followed the Celts down the road
guarding the baggage, while the Roman horse division brought up the rear.
The Celts leading the column as the Roman 1st division files off the road. |
Chris' Greek roadblock waiting for them. |
The table in general around turn 2-3. |
Messy - Celts vs Greeks on the road, and the first Greek division to fight the Romans on the left. |
A meeting of minds which the celt warband eventually loses. |
Roman escorting precision. |
The Roman 1st division in trouble and crushed against the woods. |
On the road in the centre the Celts (also big
warbands/rabbles) came face to face with the hoplites blocking their
passage. They wiped out the Greeks
supporting peltasts, but came to grief against the Greek heavies
themselves. Chris’ hoplites pushed back
and wiped out the central rabble, before coming up against the lead baggage
cart which I had foolishly allowed to get far ahead of its Roman escort. Fulfilling character obligations I blamed
Luke for allowing the Greeks to break through to the valuable olives! The Celts other two war bands turned,
intending to charge the rear of the hoplites, but decided that it was either
unsporting, or too suggestive and stopped short of the act. The hoplites had no such qualms, and
dispatched the baggage cart with ease, although one unfortunate Greek did catch
an ox’s hoof in an unfortunate place.
The Greek hoplites are through, but the celts turn on them. |
In the fields the Romans came under the cosh; the hoplites
pressing their advantage and, crushing the 1st cohort against an
inconveniently placed wood, then wiped out the 3rd and last
legionary cohort in that division, destroying the Roman generals command. They continued on, making for the road and
the two baggage units there. The Roman
second division reacted by swinging off the road and deploying in front of
them, a formation which the hoplites ploughed into in an attack column
formation, one supporting the other.
This time the Roman legionaries, having been rolled back a move in the
first charge, stood firm second time round supported by legionaries,
auxiliaries and slingers, plus some more awful dice rolling from Red. The last turned into a theme, which saw the
Hoplites perform their disappearing trick for the second time in the game to
cheers from the Romans, which turned even louder when the Celts finally got
stuck in on the road and Chris’ command vanished under a wave of random hair
doo’s.
The last Greek hope was a final division which appeared on
the Roman right flank, only to have to contend with the Roman cavalry division,
which had finally worked out there was some fighting going on at the head of
the column and had hotfooted it up there.
With the demise of the Greek centre however, and the solid line of legionaries,
auxiliaries and cavalry facing this last division the Greeks called it a day,
and conceded the field to the enemy.
Victory to the Romans and Celts!
Reds greeks come within touching distance of the road and the baggage, but no further. |
The last Greek division - too late to help. |
Analysis:
Not a terrible scenario, with perhaps the Greek
re-enforcements arriving a tad too late at the end, and the Greeks playing to
their enemies strength by spreading out against a more numerous Romans and
Celtic army rather than blockading the road and daring them to push
through. Given the difference in sizes
of the armies I tried to create a scenario which the Greeks could use to their
strengths.
The Romans scored an early impressive victory which caused
us to resurrect a Greek division rather than ruin the game, while the celts
stood up for longer in combat that Luke had expected them to after the initial
clash. Chris almost got some revenge in
with some slinger fire at the baggage, which I’d left exposed again, but they
were fortunately chased away by the Celts!
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