Baldinus at the gates!

Pressing on with face to face games, while they are still permitted, Phil and I had settled on a return to the unending struggle for the purple between Pompus Maximus and the usurper Baldinus. The two sides differ markedly, with the two forces tailored to suit the scenario I had settled on. Of course, what you can't factor in is the fact that your dice just hate you! A few pictures which will suffice to illustrate my latest thrashing. I really should just draw a veil over the details, memory is still raw...

Table layout at the commencement of hostilities. Baldinus has a balanced force of Dark Age Infantry, Warband, Skirmishers, Heavy and Light Cavalry. Pompus has put his eggs in one basket, relying on his artillery and archers to whittle down the approaching enemy. Big mistake!

The right centre of Pompus's battle lines resting on history's most incompetent artilleryists!

The enemy, thousands of them and all heading straight for me!!!!!

Opposing cavalry and horse archers are the first to clash. Despite initial losses my men stood to the task and halted the enemy's attacks. More than could be said for, well, you know by now I'm sure.

Baldinus's Warband overwhelmed the centre and destroyed the artillery and archers. Moving my victorious cavalry to shore up the collapsing centre proved a fatal error as they were caught in the flank and destroyed.

Seeing all is lost, PMaxImp heads for safety, escorted by the treasure and the remains of his best infantry.

The victorious Baldinus decides against pursuing his foe and heads for the comfort of the villa! He may regret that decision in some future encounter...