The first of my two games with Joey was a straighforward punch up: My Normans were off marauding round Middle Earth, writing bad fanfic and generally making a nuisance of themselves and the elves decided to try to restore some semblance of order.
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| Legolas leads the hosts of Mirkwood |
We laid down the mat, chose a force of twenty warriors (horses count as two) and two heroes (legolas counts as two) and set at it.
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| Raiding party! |
My plan was to more or less rush Joey's bowline and hope that enough knights made it through to swing the close combat.
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| Notice the lovely cottage for 4ground in the top-right there |
Joey carefully lined his forces, covering his flank with the hedgerow.
With hindsight, I didn't really make use of the space available
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| "Hopefully we can avoid dying in a hail of arrows this time..." |
A few rounds of elven shooting took out the knights, who I probably should have screened with infantry, and the rest of the game turned out fairly predictably.
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| Or not. |
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| Only the Bishop makes it to the Elven battle-line |
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| My forces are once again horribly outnumbered... |
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| The archers really did well in this game |
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| Another crushing defeat... |
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| I decide that if I can move a model off the table I can scrape some honour back after the humiliation |
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| Nope. |
I'm sorry this is a short update, but the game was rather one-sided due to my total lack of tactical acumen. For a more nuanced engagement, please see my next instalment, when Joey and I play Kings of War again.
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