Andy drew up a scenario where French and British regulars faced each other in a forest clearing, which is as close as you can come to a set-piece Seven Years War battle in the North American theatre. No native warriors were involved and no militia or provincials on the French side, although two units of Provincials were fielded on the British side. Both sides had three companies of line troops, two light companies, a grenadier company, and three guns, two of which were 4-pounders or lighter. As I said before, the British fielded two additional companies of Provincials, who are slightly less competent than the regulars.
In the photos below, the troops are arrayed in the clearing which is deliniated by pieces of masking tape.
| The French forces under Martin and myself. Grenadiers are nearest the camers, then two line and one light company, the cannon, and a line and a light company. |
| Lobsterbacks! All the figs were from Andy's collection. |
| The Colour party of Regiment Berry. |
| French Artillery, ruining the day for some of the British. The cotton shows the gun has fired. |
| The light screen advances ahead of the fusiliers and grenadiers. I tried to keep them from masking the guns. |
| Brian's two light companies - one deployed in skirmish order, one in line. |
| Bear's disembodied hand moves a bunch of British. |
My musketry was poor and my light company got hurt. Martin's lights tangled with the Provincials, one company of which had to fall back due to a morale failure. The other caused Martin's lights to hug the wood line and begin to give ground while the British grenadiers advanced. The British spread their guns out to cover the entire field while Martin massed his three cannon into a Grand Battery of sorts. (He called himself "too Napoleonic" for anything less.)
Eventually, Brian caused my lights to break once I charged his. He won the melee and my officer and drummer, the only survivors, fell back quickly. One of my fusilier companies bravely charged one of Bear's line companies. Both were destroyed, although he fell back with a handful of troops, while my officer - the only survivor - held his ground and taunted the British mercilessly.
| Brian's lights come on at full strength. |
| My lights and Bear's line troops pass each other. |
| The lights give fire as do the cannon. |
| Ready your firelock! Present! Give fire! |
| "Votre mère était un hamster et votre père avait une odeur de baies de sureau!" |
With one line company down to a brave but foolhardy officer and a light company down to an officer and a drummer who decided that discretion WAS the better part of valour. We French graciously conceded the field to the British. According to the understanding of fighting in that age, force-in-being was preferable to a bloody field victory. So the convention was signed and we "withdrew." Martin had lost a light company and had sustained a number of casualties to his fusiliers. Bear, Kevin, and Brian had lost one company completely and had suffered some serious casualties to another company. All the guns were intact, although the British plan was to sweep the flank with the Provincials and grab the guns. It didn't work out that way.
It made for a good game. This Very Ground is not designed for such set-piece battles. It's usually best for more fluid skirmishes in broken ground and wooded areas. Having said that, it does work for this sort of game, although such things as interpenetration of formed units and the so-called "Golden Highway" of the Seven Years War and other conflicts of the period (where one army permits the other army to withdraw without pursuit and harassment. Such behaviour drove the native warriors crazy!) are not reflected in the rules as written. We played the rules "as written" on Saturday, but had to improvise some of the things the rules didn't cover. Please don't get me wrong; the game and the scenario were great. It's just that the rules didn't cover some of the situations in which we found ourselves. So some table-top jazz had to be played. So long as everyone agrees, why not?
| Martin's guns keep up a scalding fire. |
| Brian's light company continues to fire although this time it's the company in line. |
| The Royal Artillery answers the French. |
| The lone 4-pounder supports the advance on the British right. |
| "C'mon! Put 'em up! I can take yez all... wif one hand tied behind my back!" "Jacques! The captain's been in the brandy again!" |
On my painting front, now that Easter is past, I'm busily finishing some commissioned figures for Bear, painting some loot from Hot Lead (Renaissance Poles), and doing up some Warmaster figs 'cause I want to,
