So as previously stated I finally
got some of the boys together for a game of Hail Caesar
last night. I wasn't sure if Dan was bringing some troops so I left the scenario until the last minute. But the gifted temple
prompted me to say "I think the Goths should try and loot it, don't you?"
A town was assembled mid-table. an army of Goths has penetrated the frontier and invaded northern Italy. A field army is marching to intercept them.
|The town of Cuniculus basks in the Mediterranean sunshine|
The Romans had a large force of cavalry with a few cohorts of lanciari
skirmishers, sent as an advance guard.
|Roman left and center|
The Goths with some allied Huns, came on from the other end.
Dan usually does really quite badly with any sort of cavalry. But not last night. Initially both centers held back due to bad command rolls, while both sides wings swept forward to engage around the town.
My Huns got the worst of things. The Roman heavy equites
got tired of the skirmishing and charged home:
Notice the accumulated hits (red chits)? Notice my abysmal roll for the Break Test? The resulting Sweeping Advance
gave the same result on the second unit of Huns.
Meanwhile the Gothic right wing under Mike was doing the same to the Roman left commanded by Patrick:
I tried to save things and with some good command rolls I was able to swing my center and charge into the flank of the Roman right wing. However, the target of my charge sensibly evaded, leaving my Gothic bucellari
to careen into the midst of a swarm. They hit the flank of some lanciari
, but crossed the front of some Roman LC who joined in with a certain gusto.
|Gothic nobles stick their head into a bag of bees|
The Roman heavy cavalry then started counterattacking, smashing into the flank of one of my supporting warbands. And by this time the Roman center had marched through the town to deploy on the edge of it facing my center which was in considerable disarray and suffering some bruises.
The Gothic king thought it prudent to ask for terms and join the Roman army.
Figures are 15mm and quite a mix of Essex, Old Glory, Chariot and Viking Forge. We accidently used inches instead of centimeters which got us into contact pretty damn fast. And I messed up a few things, but fun was still had by all.