The inaugural game for my new wargames room/conservatory. Some 18th Century Gentlemanly Skirmishing.
The church at Krückeberg |
Turn one, Blue aggressively race for the isolated objective, a dismounted officer |
And the 3pdr cannon is less than impressive |
Leutnant Pumphosen keeps himself safe |
Blue grab the Officer and drag him away. Red come on, having the best of the fight. |
Pumphosen and the captured Marquis. "We meet again my Lord. Any chance of some Apricot pie?" |
Helped by the fat Leutnant the Korporal and his men drag the Red Officer closer to the board edge and that dastardly serving of pie. |
Hauptmann Schagg fights the rearguard. |
And the Marquis is taken |
In a traditional battle those superb Red Musketeers were a real threat, but Victory goes to Blue in the narrative. |
The Blue commander wearing a subdued orange coat, and without his periwig. |
My thanks to Colonel Incontinenz and the Marquis Flatulenz.
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