A tear marked its path down his blackened face. And where now the glorious, pompous yet endearing General Caruthers, last seen standing defiantly amongst the few survivors of his brave headquarters guard as the hideous flying saucer descended upon them for the third time?
A voice rose from the still of the scene. "Over here Sir". He raised his head towards the sound, a blue coated arm beckoning repeatedly. He quickened his pace, a reluctant viewer of what would undoubtedly be yet more despair.
There, beneath another all too familiar mound of bodies lay a form he recognised. Backs bent and hands pulled, eager to uncover the body of their leader, their hero, their idol.
"Gently there damn it all" a voice commanded. Winstanley bent towards the inert form, reaching his hand to cradle the head, when the eyes flicked open. "Get the bastards" the voice squawked. Winstanley's heart leapt, startled yet joyous to hear the voice.
"Sir, you are alive".
"Of course I am, damn your eyes Winstanly. Do ya think I'd bally well be talking to you if I weren't?" and the familiar huff whistled through his nostrils.
The day had begun in usual fashion, with breakfast. Even on campaign it always began with breakfast. Caruthers had issued his orders for the day, adamant that the hell fire and brimstone breathing half naked heathen extremists and their damnable magicians would be sent back to the fires of hell from which they had so obviously come.
|The armies line up, Andy's Egyptians on the left, the British VSF on the right.|
The battle lines advanced, and Lord Chelting in his wondrous machine took to the skies, swooping towards the enemy battle line, supported by one of the army's small flyers.
|Meanwhile Caruthers held centre stage, advancing with his two glorious steam robots.|
The Egyptian aerial hero in his magical saucer came forward to challenge the threat behind his army's lines.
|In the meantime Caruthers brought forward his glorious lancers, their flank protected by some of his mounted infantry riders.|
|Air battle begins in the upper left of the photo|
|Chelting's supporting flyer is destroyed, and Chelting is recoiled. he over flies the threat and the airboats come in in support|
|The airboats join the attack|
|Meanwhile Caruthers begins to make headway in the centre|
|A gap opens up in the centre of the Egyptian line|
|Lord Chelting comes back into the fray after one of his two airboats is destroyed|
|Only to fall victim to the aerial hero himself.|
|The tussle in the centre continues|
|And now Caruthers' airforce is supplemented with the arrival of his newest addition, a gleaming mechanical dragon|
|Meanwhile on Caruthers' right his lancers charge into action against an Egyptian hero and a behemoth supported by archers|
|The dragon swops into attack the rear of an Egyptian wizard|
|And is defeated. The crew, afraid to lose their wonderful machine, given the pride with which Caruthers greeted their arrival, flee the battlefield for fear of losing their stripes (and their back pay)|
|The Egyptian aerial hero and small flyer attack the rear of Caruthers' line|
|And one of the wonderful steam robots crashes to the ground, letting off a hideous stream of steam|
|The aerial hero then attacks Caruthers himself from front and rear. In this case the archer unit attacking from the front was relatively easily repulsed.|
|On the right the knights, supported by Winstanley (hero) clean up the Egyptian left.|
|and Caruthers continues to make progress in the centre|
|Caruthers is then attacked by the aerial hero again.. and|
|The British left is also now making progress|
|And volleys of artillery fire ring out, bringing down more Egyptians.|
This was our second Big battle HotT game, with Andy's now near complete Egyptian army tackling my Victorian Science Fiction army. Andy had opted for an unusual deployment, putting most of his army into one large command that held the centre., He wanted to ensure that he always had sufficient pips to move his aerial hero (his CnC). On his left was a small command with his behemoths. This one was however held up by bad terrain.
Andy's big command theory almost worked. However just as he demoralised my centre command I managed to demoralise his largest command and so when added to his other losses meant that he had lost over half of his army, and more points than me. This was one of the two disadvantages of his big command theory. Interestingly the fact that he had one PIP die for the largest command (of course) wasn't as much of a problem as I would have thought.
This was yet another awesome game, and I have to say that despite the technical win, it was really an honourable draw.
That said, Caruthers is demanding an enquiry into the performance of his 'air force' with the loss of Chelting's wondrous machine (aerial hero) a flyer and one of the two airboats.
Watch out for more Big battle HotT action.