The French have added those little home comforts to Newport. Madame Guillotine... |
The British advance on the town in huge force. |
The French on the other hand have taken casualties, and seem in no hurry to get home. |
Bananas and his boys appear. Keen to get shot at that lad. |
The French Secondary Deployment point. No sign of the French Commander however! |
The French do use some tricks. Barricades and a gun. |
We have a crack at Bananas and his lads. Just for old times sake. |
And finally get some forces near the bridge |
And once again its Pub o clock. The French Commander it seems is on his way to Cyprus, and hands over his rusty sword and baguette to Pommefrittes. Good Luck Mon Ami...
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