This one featured myself and James down Lovers Lane.
Stop giggling at the back, it's where the Newark Irregulars have their meets. In a Scout Hut - great sense of humour Lord Baden Powell.
We were joined in our endeavours by three of the Newark Irregular Regulars, whose names I have already forgotten. Sorry chaps.
Once more I was to take charge of the unwashed pagan Saxon hordes, attempting to stop the clean cut Christian Welsh from breaking through. We were able to retire my Goblin Green board and play instead on the rolling expanse of a very nice 6x8 board, complete with lovely trees and the like.
Most of the figures were James', with a set of Gripping Beast loaners on each side, and some of my Musketeer Saxons also in the mix. Each side had four commands, and two players per side. Most of the welsh force was mounted, with their spearmen having rules to reflect their reluctance to fight unmounted.
The Saxons again had to test not to charge on initiative, and we were supposed to be checking out some rules for bards - the idea being that they award glory for things they witness, and the winner is the general with the most glory at the end of the game.
Some eye candy now follows:
The welsh general promptly ordered his cavalry in, but declined to join the combat himself. The nearby bard duly scribbled some unflattering verse to record his actions for future generations.
The Welsh cavalry duly killed off a second unit of bearded Saxons, but at quite a cost in casualties themselves, and the Saxons soon hit back, crashing infantry into their flank and cavalry into their front. In all the mayhem the Saxon warlord was wounded and could no longer add his weight to the struggle.
And with that, after a couple of hours hard fight, we again called a halt.
The Welsh left (or rather their Pictish allies) had failed to engage, and the Gripping Beast command had dawdled behind as well. The Welsh right was poised to crash home, but the Saxons still held firm and would be a tough nut to crack.
In the wrap-up we discussed giving the Welsh some rule that allows them always to move forward, to reflect their eagerness to get to grips, and we've some plans for characteristics for the various commanders to give still more variation.
Once again the HC rules allowed us to move lots of soldiers around in short order and get lots of killing and death resolved simply and elegantly.
There may just be time for one more playtest before the big day.