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Cavalry Melee Resolved, Cocluding Move 3. . .

In the cavlary melee that unfolded in the center of Pickelhaubewicz, three Stollenian cavalry opposed three Zichenauer cavalry. Von Grundig's 4th Dragoons rolled a 6 and two 5s in the melee, beating von Hirschbiegel's single 2 and two 3s. Above, you see the vicotrs rallying just outside the village on a nearby hill.


Here, you'll observe the remainder of von Hirschbiegel's 11th Hussars, who lost three comrades in the close fighting, withdrawing to the edge of Pickelhaubewicz.

Comments

Bluebear Jeff said…
Bravo! Well done, Dragoons!

I told you that those Saxe-Bearstein-like colors would do well on the field of Mars.

First blood to Stollen . . . but Zichenauer seems about to be "getting there firstest with the mostest" as the saying goes.


-- Jeff
Fitz-Badger said…
"run away" (my favorite "military" command - chuckle)
A J said…
Victory for the brave dragoons! And the Hussars are, let's face it, following the fine tradition of all brand-new units in their first game. ;)

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