The scenario was out of some Ospreuse booklet of the same family of that famous rule set and constituted of two"armies", and I use the term here loosely, approaching a small fordable rivulet. Who's pittiful complete contingent of mauradeurs or the leftovers thereof finished successfully the river crossing, will have the day! 2 Waggons were thrown in for extra points, Huzzah!
Me and Bart had the same brilliant idea to split the forces into Horse (Bart) and Foot (me), while Peter and Mike were dividing their forces sensibly as you would expect from parle-lamenting Puritans. I would advance to the river and block Mike and wait until Bart had finished his Horses to cross and then I would or try dying. – just I didn‘t move the first three turns (apart from a handful of pikemen).
I don‘t know what happened on Bart and Peters side, but as everybody expected (Bart and cavalry) there was a reputation on the line and Bart delivered. Bart has a particular way of dealing with (cavalry) charges and losses and counter attacks that make the Black knight in Monty Pythons Holy Grail look almost defaitist. Peter got smashed by relentless attritional Mini-massacres!
I lured Mike‘s Ironheads around the woods and bottlenecked them there ... or better they had activation issues. the rest of my foote marched towards the river cleaned up the skirmishers by shotte and then crossed the river. That was the time when Mikes Horse attacked and "cleaned up" my act. Still what wasn‘t over the river was killed, so we could end the battle and had low and behold More points over the river than our puny little Puritans! Aand we managed to get their waggon too (sound of an old-fashioned cashier!).
What a great game! I love it, if I just rudimentarily know the rules and win!
|Finally the crowd moves ... into the field|
|and close to cover|
|or hiding between houses|
|as the Horse did the same|
|Barts first unit crossing the river|
|And Mikes two cavalry units crossing (they would be the only ones in the whole game)|
|Barts ante portas|
|Peter is shooting but to no avail ...|
|Mikes skirmishing Shotte are approaching|
|And get hit by my Shotties|
|and the carnival of pike is rolling nearer towards the river and the bridge|
|Mikes Horse in some complicated maneuvre|
|and my foote just strides away from the crossing|
|Now or never|
|the catholic hordes near the bridge|
|and then the crossing – getting shot at|
|But passing the bridge|
|and getting volleyed at|
|and even amused by a cannon!!! But to No Avail!|