Gruzzkup sniffed the
air. It smelled clear and crisp but there was something else too, the
scent of flesh. Perfumed flesh. Elf flesh.
The Warlord hefted his
chopper and narrowed his eyes.
Around him stood his
biggest and best boys. To the left the witless shapes of the Trollz
drooled and pawed the ground whilst beyond them Da Red Arrurz twanged
their bowstrings and the menacing figures of Iggzi’s Stoojiz
waited in disciplined ranks over toward the swamp.
“OK ladz, we ain’t
got time to mess around. We need to meet up wiv da uvverz and den
burn dis place to da ground” he paused for the cheering to subside
“So lets run over dere, duff ‘em up good and proppa and den da
fun startz!”
With that he pointed
his mighty chopper at the thin white figures on the horizon and led
the lads to meet their destiny.
The second battle in
our campaign saw Gruzzkup lead an Orc (mostly) force against a foot
High Elf force led by a level 4 mage and with a solid core of Phoenix
guard.
'ere we go, 'ere we go, ere we...
Steady, girls, don't shoot till you can smell their breath
Drool, stumble, drool
Waaaagh!
Again not many pictures, sorry...
At first all seemed to
be going well for the greenskins as they rapidly closed on the thin
white line, although some shooting – especially the flaming variety
– whittled the trolls down a fair bit.
Unfortunately some
short charges meant the attack went in a bit piecemeal and the new
Phoenix Guard character is clearly designed wit the sole purpose of
exterminating trolls. As a result the attack was swiftly blunted and
the Phoenix guard wreaked havoc amongst the rest of my force whilst
Gruzzkup was off killing some Sea Guard on one flank.
So far the invasion is
not quite going to plan…
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