A Dux Britanniarum 15mm game down at the Club. Figures and terrain supplied by Terry Drewett (mostly Splintered Light figures).
Rafael & Steve Clarke had the Romano-British, Terry and I the Saxons. The Saxons get outrageously drunk before the battle starts - but this seems to only improve their performance !
The R-Bs have a wagon train they are trying to get to the fort at the far end of the table. Naturally, the Saxons have other ideas !
Wagons and accompanying warriors start the journey
A nice quiet village to pass through.
Steve C and Rafael assess the cards they have drawn from the Fate Pack.
The wagons reach the outskirts of the village without any problem,
guarded by several units
Rafael's men come out of the fort to help,
In fact, all of the garrison
Steve pushes forwards troops to guard the vulnerable flank
Saxon warriors make their move
as their archers take position amongst the trees
The first Saxon charge falls just short of the troops guarding the flank
others head for the front of the village
This is where the first action takes place
and the Saxons hurl the Romano-British back with casualties
Rafael's troops now put in an appearance and threaten the foremost Saxons
R-B slingers kill one at long range ...
Charge ! The Saxon Lord hurls his men into combat
One unit of defenders is sent running and the Saxons charge again
Again and again the Saxons beat the Romano-British
R-B morale is taking a hammering as three units are defeated and "lose their amphora" So what could possibly go wrong for the Saxons ? They've got the wagons, they've got the village ...
Well, Rafael's men, for one. They plough into the Saxon force outside the village, nearest to the fort
Despite early setbacks for the levy,
The warriors fight back, destroying not one but two units
and even though we had reduced the R-B's morale to just ONE, we managed to throw horrendous dice at this point reducing our morale to ZERO - game over !
And the bl***y wagons had carried on trundling along, back into the hands of the R-Bs and on their merry way to the fort !
Against all the odds, Rafael's one unit of warriors turned a certain Saxon victory into defeat - how the hell did that happen ?!!!
Somebody here had just not read the script right - grrrrh
Maybe all that drinking beforehand didn't have the right effect after all - hic !