We rejoin the action as King Boris orders the mountain gun battery to open up on the calamitous kraut cannon.
Brave King B directs operations from his rather splendid Rolls Royce motor car. The more minimalist Prussian general had to walk as Martin is still wrestling with the Mercedes kit he acquired from a dubious source.
In the greatest moment of the game, the Forbodian gunners scored a direct hit on one of Martin's limbers which spectacularly blew up...
...and was sufficiently close to the other limber that it went up too, killing all but one of the gunners! Hurrah!
Meanwhile the Forbodian cavalry were about to read the rules about charging formed infantry.
The Prussian guns again. And yes, I am still gloating.
The Brigadier surveys the damage. Photo and arrangement of dead horse by Steve.
The cavalry takes fire as they charge in - and inflict depressingly little damage on the pointy-hats.
|Meanwhile the Prussian left advances...|
...still in a nice neat line...
...from whichever side you view it.
Members of the Forbodian staff anxiously view the field of battle....from another Rolls Royce.
The Jagers close ranks and prepare to finish what the cavalry started.
Bodies of plastic but hearts of steel!
On the Forbodian right, the enemy continues to advance...
...while the Foresters lay down rifle fire from the woods.
Another view of the dead gunners. Sorry - couldn't resist!
The Forbodian cavalry reform. By now the Jagers had charged the pointy-hats and been pretty well wiped out in doing so.