Despite the dramatic title this battle was primarily
determined by the opening dice roll.
With two players (Paul – new, Ian – fairly new) unaccustomed to the
rules set I took Paul’s side with my Royalists and Aidan’s Parliamentarians
adopted Ian. Both Ian and Paul were
using Swedish armies, although Paul’s did have more than a passing resemblance
to the Marlborough and Elizabethan periods in places. 600 point armies were the order of the day,
and so two 1200 point forces faced each other in a pitched battle.
On a nice big 6ft by 8ft battlefield the Royalists (easier
to term the whole side this) won the dice roll to pick a side and deployed
first, with my infantry in the village on our right, the bulk of Paul’s Swedes
on our left, and my horse brigade anchoring the centre with backup from a
Swedish foote regiment. Ian’s troops
faced me, while Aidan, in a much more crowded deployment zone, faced Paul, and
it all looked very colourful.
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Royalists to the left, with the village and my infantry in it, Paul's troops spread out into the fields beyond. |
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The Royalist horse in the centre. |
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Ian's Swedish infantry. |
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Aidan's massed Parliamentarians. |
The Parliamentarian plan (again, easier to refer to them all
as that) was to destroy Paul’s forces using their horse before pressing mine
back into the village using their superior numbers. The game-winning dice roll was the one to
determine first turn (I rolled a one) and Aidan’s horse thundered across the
battlefield with a princely three moves, slamming into Paul’s troops and
sending them reeling backwards. Within
the space of the (Parliamentarian) first turn Paul’s forces were broken, with
the remains pushed back towards our centre.
Two units of harquebusiers and one of commanded shotte were gone, and
his dragoons only lasted to the end of our own turn 1. In return very little damage was done to the
marauding enemy horse. The only fly in
the rebel ointment was the Parliamentarian foote brigade refusing to move.
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Aidan's charge - Paul's troops have vanished! |
My infantry moved out of the village to challenge Ian’s
advancing Swedish infantry, and my horse moved up in the hope of inflicting the
same damage, while Paul’s remaining horse units counter charged Aidans with
some small success hoping to stall them more than defeat them. At this point the Royalist commanders took
stock and came up with 3 options – 1). Surrender – unthinkable. 2). Fall
back to the village and form a defensive position – aiming for a stalemate,
quite a boring option though. 3). Attack
Ian’s Swedes in the hope of taking them out of the battle before turning on the
Parliamentarians – ambitious to say the least, with, we thought, not more than
a 30% chance of success. We went for
three on the basis that it was the most entertaining option.
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The Royalist centre (Swedish foote supporting) begin to advance, |
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Aidan's infantry (foreground) begin to move but never make in into contact, |
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Aidan's infantry, |
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Parliamentarian guns. |
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Paul's horse. |
My infantry stormed out of the village, catching Ian still
trying to deploy effectively after clearing the tree line. Stradlings pike joined forces with one of my
horse regiments to cause great destruction in the Swedish centre; driving a
pike block and two groups of musketeers from the field, before performing the
same heroics upon another pike block.
This also fled, and my horse followed up to drive back and disorder some
more musketeers. This was the high
point. Unfortunately this cost me my
horse brigade as the galling fire from Ian’s many falconets poured into them as
they protected my infantries flank with their horseflesh. On my right Ian’s dragoons proved impossible
to pin down, and my attempts at destroying his left flank of musketeers was
thwarted by a combination of good closing fire (disorder all round!) and excellent
Swedish saving throws.
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The Royalist foote attack, initially successfully. |
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Swedish guns put pay to the Royalist horse. |
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The Royalist/Swedes high water mark - the second of Ian's pike blocks is put to flight in the centre. |
On our left Paul’s horse had finally disintegrated
completely, and his remaining infantry regiment was preparing to defend a
hedgerow on the edge of the village against Aidan’s approaching infantry and
rallied horse, but 10pm had arrived and we had clearly suffered a heavy defeat
as the game ended. Aidan and Ian
revelled in the success of their plan, although I feel I had handled Ian’s
invincible Swedes much more roughly than they expected, and wasn’t pushed into
the village. This being a warm up for
Sunday’s big ECW game I can only hope my Royalists can do better then.
Excellent scrap sir. Verily, I most sincerely regret my inability to attend the said fisticuffs on Sunday next, although indeed I would vouchsafe that I would attend directly another such event with most haste. Would that I had completed the accoutrements of my ECW battalia by the time of the next shenanigans.
ReplyDeleteForesooth, I wish your Royalist well in the forthcoming engagement and send my heartiest good wishes to their commander. Andy
A great game and thoroughly enjoyable. Many thanks to our excellent instructors! My only reservation is that I would not have deployed three quarters of my army like chocolates on a tray had I realised that the terrain was only for decoration! Setting out dismounted dragoons almost unsupported in front of a brigade of cavalry might seem a touch foolhardy - unless they are stood on a rocky hill - which turns out not to be there! Still it was a good game and plenty of fun! Paul.
ReplyDeleteAs far as I was aware the terrain was not just for decoration, and the gallant Parliamentarian leader across the table should have know much better than to pull such a trick upon an opposition new to the rules set! I do apologise profusely.
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