14 October 2012

Gentlemen, make ready to FIRE!!!

 At the start of Turn Seven, the rest of the cavalry brigade finally makes it into position, more or less, behind the Mittau Volunteers on General de Latte's left flank.


De Latte's main infantry line attempts to straighten itself, but, oh dear,  it looks like a few of the Mittau Volunteers are attempting to wade into and across the marsh! 


Fed up with the consistent potshots taken at them by General von Tschtschke's Jager zu Fuss in Eispicke Village, de Latte's Electoral Pioneers charge the enemy riflemen, hoping to wipe out, or at least dislodge them from the relative comfort of the built up area they have occupied for most of the game.


Another artist's rendering, this time showing the entire Zichenauer cavalry brigade on General de Latte's left flank just outside Eispicke Village.


 Across the battlefield, things don't look good for von Tschatschke's splendid Anspach-Beyreuth Cuirassiers.  One half of General de Latte's Ermland Garde has wheeled out of the line to fire into their right flank.  However, in so doing, they have exposed their own flank to possible Stollenian musketry.  Bad luck!


Worse, de Latte's Irish Grenzers are now in a prime position along the edge of the wooded copse to pour a whithering volley or two of musketry into the cuirassiers' left flank.  Oh, the humanity! 


Meanwhile, as some of his artillery crew make for safety as the enemy closes in, the second of de Latte's three artillery batteries unlimbers and prepares to fire on the approaching cuirassiers with cannister.


And in de Latte's relatively quiet rear area, his third battery has limbered up and is now making for the front line in all haste.


Not to be outdone, the right flank of de Latte's von Auflauf regiment has refused itself somewhat in support of the Ermland Garde and part of the Flickenhoffer Fusiliers to its front.  The latter two formations are attempting to halt the charge of the enemy cuirassiers.


Finally, here is another close-up, this time of part of the Flickenhoffer Fusiliers and the Ermland Garde to their immediate front, who have turned to meet the enemy cavalry threat.

4 comments:

Stryker said...

Great to all your troops on the table, nice photos too!

Steve-the-Wargamer said...

Blimey Stokes - is this still going on??! :o))

Bloggerator said...

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

Oh, the humanity.

Bloggerator said...

Shall we go on to firing or would you like to melee first?

de Latte

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