|A Forbodian staff officer on horseback cheered his lads on.|
|On the other flank the cavalry were making life uncomfortable for the other sailors.|
The presence of the Forbodian Brigadier made all the difference here.
|Back at the orchard bitter fighting continued...|
|After a further round of combat the depleted forces looked like this.|
The final round of melee finally killed off the sailors - but at considerable cost! Remember those Jagers started off as two battalions of 10 figures each.
Soon it was all over and the Anglophobian prisoners were being escorted off to a life of ceaseless toil in the notorious Forbodian Lemon Drizzle Cake Mines....