Elven spearmen advanced with their evil warrior King behind.
|T'were even elvish dragons to the fore|
|And seeming silken elven chariots .. hiding their evil bile behind such sweet facades|
|But staunch Dwarven warriors stood ready to resist this new horror|
|Warriors and Dwarven machines advanced in the face of this new evil|
|While fearsome and evil orcs advanced in their hideous hordes|
|Dwarven riders launched themselves into the flank of the orc horde|
|While a wondrous Dwarf machine hit elven abominations in support of glorious dwarf Shieldbreakers|
|The centre was contested|
|On the flank hideous orcs brushed off Dwarf cavalry and hit the Dwarf Ironwatch, while the dragon smashed itself into the Dwarf cavalry|
|The Ironwatch fought valiantly but were beaten and dragged down by such monstrosities|
|Glorious Shieldbreakers threw themselves the seemingly unstoppable elven cavalry. They must be stopped|
|Still the tussle proceeded in the centre|
|And still the cavalry hurled themselves again and again against the hideous flying dragon|
|Alas the Shieldbreakers fled|
|But the wondrous Dwarven machine sought its revenge|
|In the centre the Dwarf warriors gained the ascendancy|
|And the dwarf organ gun artillery finally smashed the orc horde|
|Even as the Dwarf King went toe to toe with the Elven Mistress the centre cleared and the hosts of Dwarf warriors stepped out across the piles of dismembered elven bodies.|
The field was clear, the 'unholly alliance' had been stopped, but at what cost. Many were the funeral songs that would echo through the Dwarven Holds for months to come, and many would be the grudges recorded in the Great Book of Grudges, awaiting revenge.
The game was fought using the Kings of War rules. Adrian wanted to give his ancient (literally, the figures are starting to suffer metal rot) elves, but didn't have enough figures to run a 1500 point army, and so he made up numbers using his orcs. I used my Dwarf army.