Holy Crap BATrianMAN!! – What a Blood Bath!!

Having killed two rebel leaders, one personally, there was a break (a week without a game) while the new leaders tried to overcome their fear of the Whatagases the Indestructable, so he went for a holiday at the lakeside**. 

So the great Parthain Army will be lead by Whatshisnameces, loyal general and some royal cadet branch offspring.  This was reinforced as a sound idea after the pre-game ‘trash talk’ took place and cunning and devious plans were formed and alluded too but the tone went downhill after the rWf(F) put out some embarrassing information*. 

You may have read the SIN (Sassanian Independent News) Article "Rugs to Riches - A Cats Tale" posted in the previous blog.  SIN is really "Sycophantic Information for Nashur" and was of course a simplistic version for the infant Nashur III.  Having lost two generations of kings (CinC elements destroyed) in three weeks the sorry Sassanids are now ruled by a boy only just off the breast!!

In the interest of factual reporting the PPPPPP (Parthian Peoples' Popular Perfectly Precise Press) will provide a brief but picture enhanced version of the Battle of Wounded Elbow Fort.

Firstly the Statistics

*   Five out of eight generals died on the field including both CinCs. 

*  Of the three remaining one was broken and one’s command disheartened, both on winning side.

*  Of eight commands only three remained fully functional, two of these on the defeated side.

*  The victor suffered 49.01% casualties and the loser 55.21%.

At one point two bounds before the end we thought the "knock on" from two breaking Sassanid commands would take the army to break point - a count up showed it didn't by just 1.5ME - all that was needed was a single (QKable by KnX) CvS element.  The moment passed as the "knock-on" effect was lost but it was noted that a single loss from a disheaten command would break the command and give the Parthians a victory.

And the quicker picture version .....

The opening positions.

The BuAf in the enemy side works well and gives flank protection and attack options.
The size of the CvS command was a shock!

Here come the fights!!

On the left we had numbers & position and were confident.  On the right our conscripts were in fear.
But they lived up to Parthia's expectation and sent the CvS packing - initially!!

While hard pressed on the right by the massive 42ME CvS command the Parthians were comfortable that numbers and surrounding the Sabirs and a small Sassanid command would be achieved before the CvS caused to many KnX casualties.

How NOT to kill enemy general with your troops in the rear.

This unraveled in a single bound where on the left we had three combats that the Sassanids had to roll 3up on the dice just to survive (not be destroyed) and two were generals including one with a Parthian LhF in the rear.  

Against the odds we lost all three combats and the Sassanid and Sabir retaliation was brutal and our advantages were lost.

After that we fought a grinding casualty for casualty battle were we were eventually beaten after, as mentioned above, the Sassanids survived the breaking of two commands in one bound plus the disheartening of a third.

Also rolling the odds badly - one dead CinC.

After reigning for just two weeks Nashur II died in battle, cantered over by my (now deceased) KnX general.  The Parthian commander, Whatshisnameces (of previous civil war fame), having failed to run down the overlapped Sabir general was surrounded and shot down with un-manly arrows (CvS and LhF/S).  Now the infant Nashur III will be located and revenge extracted.

Yes, that the most dashing bunch players you'll find in Bangkok!!

Notes:-

* = Besides Watagases wasn’t going out to be ridiculed and tormented by the redels as “naughty daddy” after the rWf(F) had referred to me as such*** on the dreaded ‘facescroll’ message service.

** = And besides,it had also been noted on said ‘FaceScroll’ that it was time I suffered a total drubbing.  So all in all a perfect time for a lakeside retreat for the King of Kings.

***  =  The rWfF calls me “Daddy” after a character in a Thai TV ad for coconut milk who, like me, always needs/bring home a bar of chocolate after work.  

It gets expanded to “naughty Daddy” when I stay out late, play practical jokes of the family or buy even more wargames “little friends” to expand the army options.  This time I posted photos of her asleep in a hammock when she was supposed to be selling melons and coffee in her roadside stall.