Meanwhile, a few favourite pictures from past years might be a good way to cut off pointless rambling ~
Or not, as the case may be...
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Castello San Phillipe and its town environs defended by the
forces of the Papal States.
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Florentine forces gather, albeit rather slowly, for the attack to
commence. The Heavy Ordnance opens fire on the defenders!
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Florence's finest, though they were not to live up to the
epithet during the battle!
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After initial hesitancy the Papal Gendarmes and Elmetti
advance to confront the enemy.
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A strong defensive line has been established by the defenders.
Masses of mercenary Landsknechts advance on the defenders
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A view along the road to the battle. Cesare is leading from the
rear I see! The shame!
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The battle is hotting up now with many of the defending force
being Disordered by handgun and crossbow fire. The pike
do not seem at all keen to engage their foe!
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Despite suffering losses in combat, the Papal Gendarmes and
Elmetti sweep the enemy before them! On their left flank the
battle turns against the Florentines!
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At last the Disorder is cast off and the infantry begins to go on
the attack as the Florentines falter!
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The Garrison of Castello San Phillipe look on as the Papal
force presses forward on the Florentine centre.
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All is up for the attackers in Turn 8! The Florentine left is
broken and the centre is driven back. San Phillipe is saved
once more!
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Pike & Shotte gave us a fast flowing and enjoyable game and
may in time supplant Neil Thomas's rules as our go to choice
for the period, we shall have to see.
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Loyalist Militia ~ a Standard Unit in Black Powder |
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A 'Make You Own' colour ~ from Flags of War |
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Mixing Uniform and Civilian dress |
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And again, a mix of dress |
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Opening moves see the Rebs attacking all along the Union front. Some Union
troops are slow to march out of camp!
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The Union camp is strangely calm now the boys have finally moved off to
march to the scene of the fighting!
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The Rebs are pinning the Union left flank while attacking the centre and right
vigorously! Old Useless is quite concerned at this stage that his centre may
crumble.
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As it happens the centre holds firm against the odds as Reserves arrive in the
nick of time! The Reb right is forced back and some regiments in their centre
are Whipped!
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The Reb's left flank crumbles away and 'Mudwall Robinson' orders a tactical
withdrawal, leaving old Useless in possession of the field!
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