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Zichenauer Infantry Enter Village. . .

More Revell 1/72 plastics! This time, Austrian grenadiers painted as -- wait for it -- Zichenauer grenadiers occupy the key postal stop of Pelznikkel, which was at the center of the table during the August 2008 refight of Charles Grant's 'Action'. These particular figures were painted during the early fall of 2007.


In keeping with the plastics theme of the last post, here is another photograph of some more of my growing collection. This time, we observe two companies of Zichenauer infantry, von Finknottle's Grenadiers, aka "The Newts", seizing a small village around an important crossroads from General von Drosselmaier and his blue-coated Stollenians. This particular unit of infantry is notable because it was my first 80-figure unit, which took slightly longer than two months of steady painting to finish.

Long-time visitors to the Grand Duchy of Stollen blog will recall that poor old Stollen has yet to win a battle on the field of Mars. Victory always seems to slip through Stollenian fingers and go to General de Latte's troops through either luck, tactical prowess, or a combination of the two. Moreover, I suspect that General von Drosselmaier and his subordinate Colonel von Grundig (the latter of whom has occasionally been detatched with a small corps to deal with specific threats in the ongoing campaign betweeen Stollen and Zichenau) are overly cautious commaders. . . even when it comes to solo play! Ah, well. The game is the thing, right?

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Strange, I thought it was the 'subsidies' paid to Drosselmaier that explained the unbroken string of, err, unvictories :)
Fitz-Badger said…
"The game is the thing, right?"
Absolutely! :)

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