We started things off playing a fun little board game from Victory Point Games called Leuthen. It is, obviously, a refight of Frederick the Great's historic victory. I got the Prussians and pretty much followed Frederick's historic maneuver, deploying all my army on the Austrian left while fixing his front with an equal number of dummy counters. Happily, the Padre thought I might do something clever and have some other forces on his center and right, so I was able to pile into his flank and smash him piecemeal. I played "Contagious Rout" on the first piece I defeated and it's rout threw several other units into disarray assisting my attack considerably. The production quality is splendid with nice laser cut MDF counters. Mike gives a review of it here.
After dinner it was the main event. Mike's spanking new 15mm heroic defenders of the Peasant's and Worker's Socialist Revolution versus my Kitten-Eating Fascist Invaders (although my troops are all Heer, so they deny being involved in any kitten-eating and were studiously looking the other way at the time). This was the first outing for all of Mike's kit and since most of my games end up being 1944 on, it was the first time using my more mid-war PzIVG, Marder and 2 of my mid-war StuG models.
|Mike toasts his heroic Soviet hordes with some Russian Gun Imperial Stout, which actually sounds rather counter-revolutionary come to think of it...|
|Turnipograd. Soviet tanks came around the left and Mike pushed his infantry through the town and around the right.|
So Panzer IVs started engaging T34s.
Fortunately the Marders showed up and added their guns to the shoot out, brewing up a few T34s.
Around Turnipograd the Padre charged my advanced platoon of grenadiers with one rifle platoon and no support. My landsers were positioned among a few barns and got defensive bonuses, so I thrashed him badly but the survivors just hunkered down. On the far right I had a platoon in a bean field waiting for the StuGs to show up to support them, but Mike brought a platoon with a maxim gun through a wheat field to engage them. We engaged each other in a desultory fire fight. Mike was going to charge me with the rifle platoon and a SMG platoon which would have trashed me I think, but we were out of time.
So fairly even honours. I did a little better in the armour fight, but the Padre had a better grip on the town and was in a better position in the infantry fight. Plus we both knocked the "new unit" curse off a few models!
Today was an outing to visit some other gaming friends and have a quick game of In Her Majesty's Name on Dave's really nice terrain board. The messenger penguin eluded me, falling into the clutches of the nefarious Illuminati.
P.S. the view from the Padre's side of the table can be read here.