I had a section of US Regulars, a section of US regular Rifles, and a section of State Militia. The game took an interesting twist.
I had the initiative and moved first.
|My summer uniformed Regulars road marched to the bridge in quick time.|
|My Rifles moved up to the stream facing the Natives.|
|The State Militia takes casualties from the British Rifles. They got shook up|
very early on and failed morale shortly after the photo was taken.
|The Greencoated Rifles advance in loose order as the Militia falters.|
|The British Regulars shake out into a double line to volly with my advancing|
|The US Rifles drew first blood on the Native Warriors who wisely took to the woods.|
As I crossed the stream and climbed the hill, the warriors attacked with hatchet and knife!
|One volley each and the Crown forces charged! I had volleyed so my unit was unloaded.|
It was cold steel all the way.
|The surviving US Regulars (and the mounted officer) sneer over the many bodies.|
My Militia failed their morale twice and had to fall back, but by that time the Natives and the Regulars had been wiped out. The US Regulars were reduced to an ineffective cadre and the British Rifles decided to exercise the better part of valour.
A brief but good game. I rarely win so this was a suprise and an Easter treat for me. A good way to spend the afternoon of a day off.