|The Battle Of The Temple Crossings.|
|I set the figures out in advance to save time. The army of Latium is nearest the camera.|
Only a single unit of light infantry is west of the river.
|The Latium elephants advance, with a mission to disrupt the powerful Paphlagonian pike phalanx.|
Two units of the Kingdom Infantry are in support.
|The crunch approaches. The Paphlagonian right wing is also making a determined advance.|
|A confused and deadly melee takes place on the eastern flank. One chariot is already destroyed.|
|Meanwhile at the ford an unequal contest between the Na'Arun slingers and the attacking warband commences.|
|Sensibly, the slingers give ground, hoping to fight a delaying action.|
But Paphlagonia now have the ford.
|End game. Both units of the Kingdom infantry take 50% casualties in a bloody melee - |
one hangs on bravely, the other retreats to the bridge.
Steve had to depart after 5 moves, and at this stage Latium were actually ahead, having lost only 2.5 units to the 3.5 units lost by Paphlagonia. However, as neither side had yet broken, I decided to play out one more turn solo, which was hard fought and decisive (see the last two photos). The Blue and Yellow Shields charged and defeated the opposing units of the Kingdom Infantry, whilst the warband took the ford which cost Latium another Army Point. The Auricomus cataphracts were also destroyed in this turn as the lengthy fighting on the eastern flank turned in the favour of Paphlagonia. Suddenly, Latium had lost five Army Points and were broken, whilst Paphlagonia had just held on, with a total of 4.5 army points lost.
I must say I was particularly pleased by the sturdy performance of my pike units, as the Blue and Yellow shields trudged implacably across the table defeating all before them. Good work lads!
An excellent game had resulted, with plenty of useful lessons learnt about the rules. Only one sour note was struck, when Steve was firing his bolt thrower against the flank of the advancing Yellow Shields. "Do I get grazing fire for a bolt thrower? Those Blue Shields are in the line of fire!" was the question. Fortunately, at heart Steve is every inch a gentleman and a stern glance was all that was required to end this embarrassing interjection. Bouncing bolts! What next!
'Til the next time.