After a less than stellar performance by the Italians at En Avant!!... Holding The Line day one, Chris and I knew we'd have to pull our metaphorical socks up on day two. Yeah right... :-)
Game Three:
Our third game of the weekend was against Phil and Rob's Anglo-Portuguese force, the Brits being a Royal Marine contingent, our mission to capture a rebel priest hiding in a monastery and pull down the Papist flag, whilst the Brits had to steal some brandy!
The smell of the Spanish brandy must have wafted towards the Brits as the Marines rushed skirmish units forward...
Along with three smart groups in column. I had to wonder would Phil be able to keep his men under control when they got near the alcohol?
The Italian light infantry Volteggiatori pushed forward up the road, forcing the Marines to snap into line after having a pop at them, whilst the line Volteggiatori hid in the wood waiting for the Marine skirmishers to try and get the booze out...
With the Fucilieri moving up in support, the Volteggiatori traded shots with the Marines, both sides taking Shock.
Having taken a fair bit of shock, the light infantry Volteggiatori fell back as one column of Fucilieri snapped into line to trade musket fire with the Marines as a second moved up behind.
Meanwhile the Cacciatore a Cavallo, in true cavalry fashion, trotted to and fro behind the front-line...
As the one group of Marines convinced the Guerrillas guarding the brandy to join them in its liberation, whilst a second pushed up alongside the storehouse.
And then in the centre a moment of madness! My cunning plan was for the Fucilieri in line to echelon off the road to the hedge line and pour more musket balls into the Marines before the second charged up in column to finish them off. Forgetting to stipulate where they were to stop I rolled 17 on 3D6 and the line charged forward stopping two inches from the Marine line!
The Marines activated, charging in themselves on the unloaded Fucilieri. In a rash moment of desperation my force commander challenged the Marine office to a duel!
Two rounds of sword play saw my commander lying dead and the Marine charge routed the Fucilieri, and knocked their NCO down!
Lots of Bad Things happened there and the Italian Force Morale slumped. I don't think Chris was overly impressed with my cunning plan!
Bad though things were now for the Italians we had some light relief when the Marine skirmishers fired and charged in on a group of Villagers who had professed their loyalty to the new King.
I only had seven dice against 20 odd for the Marines, but the gods of war(gaming) like a joke don't they?
Despite losing two comrades the villagers practically wiped out the Marines and wounded their officer...
Who was dragged to safety by the sole surviving Marine!
The other group of Marines (with the brandy) and Guerrillas tried to break out but were hit by the line Volteggiatori.
Whilst in the centre the second formation of Fucilieri moved up to trade volleys with the Marines who fell back...
To be replaced by Rob's Portuguese Fuzileiros...
Who with their Caçadore support poured more fire into the Fucilieri.
Eventually the inevitable happened and the Italian Force Morale hit zero, the Marines with their Pork and Beans allies winning a decisive victory.
Game Four:
Our final game saw Chris and I up against birthday boy Julian and Al and their British army. Our mission to seize an important bridge, theirs to stop us!
Despite having a cunning plan to move swiftly with Volteggiatori shielded columns, the gods of war(gaming) favoured the British early doors with their line, Rifles and light cavalry storming up the table.
Eventually the forces of the Kingdom of Italy began their advance...
The Fucilieri screened in textbook fashion by the Volteggiatori...
Whilst the Granatieri marched swiftly up the road on the left flank.
The Rifles moved swiftly to seize the bridge and have a pop at the Cacciatore a Cavallo who had been a tad impetuous in their advancing.
The light infantry Volteggiatori moved into a lemon orchard and began firing at the British line whilst the Fucilieri snapped into line and moved through the copse.
Spying enemy cavalry to their front the Granatieri snapped into line and presented, ready to give the horsey boys a good volley of Italian lead!
Whilst the Volteggiatori continued to chip away at the line of redcoats...
Soon joined by the Fucilieri.
Many a redcoat fell dead and the line reeled under the deadly Italian musket-fire.
The thin red line looked very thin facing the mass of Italian white!
Having caused the Italian horse to retire out of range, the Rifles switched targets to the line Volteggiatori...
However this did not stop the second formation of Fucilieri snapping into line...
And loosing a volley at the second redcoat line!
On the Italian left the British cavalry cantered through the orchard into the rear of the light infantry Volteggiatori but were defeated, their officer being knocked out by the dashing boys from Milan!
The two survivors somehow managing not to rout, but were pushed back and effectively hors(e) de combat!
With the Italian left flank now secure, the Granatieri formed back up into line and began marching towards the sound of the gunfire.
The Fucilieri in the copse continued to pour fire into the British to their front, forcing them back...
However the second formation buckled under the fire from the other redcoat unit and the Rifles.
Despite this success, the British position looked somewhat tenuous...
The first group of Fucilieri yelling Avanti! stormed towards the British, bayonets levelled!
However, before they got the chance to wet their bayonets, the line Volteggiatori moved swiftly forward, fired a volley into the surviving Rifles on the bridge, causing them to break and the British Force Morale to hit zero.
Technically, according to the scenario conditions, Chris and I still had not won as the Volteggiatori were not holding the bridge when the British Force Morale collapsed (a second objective in itself), but I think we can all agree this was a decisive Italian victory! (come on, give us one! :-))
Overall another great weekend of Sharp Practice gaming with a wonderful group of gamers, the doubles approach working well for the Peninsular, Looking forward to the French & Indian event in November now!
Two very spirited encounters with a great set of rules. I enjoyed the mix of forces especially in the first game - a change from French and British - and the scenery is great too. My favourite photo is the boys from Milan in the lemon orchard - who knew bright green and yellow was camouflage - priceless. And, yes, the Italians won the second action but the locals beating up the Marines was a surprise.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing,
Stephen [whose next game will probably be Sharp Practice, will also have Marines, may be set in Spain but somewhat later in the 1830s]