Game one, day one, NZ NatCon vs our convenor
Richard Foster. My Ptolemaics VS Richard’s Medieval French.
14-11 to Richard. I was within one ME of having my army break.
Other points of interest included Richard’s Scottish Ally throwing the ‘wae shall-nae muve ‘ 1 in the first turn.
My combat dice were cold but I was also too tentative to create enough consistent pressure.
Great to have the chance to play Richard again after a many year gap.
The computer’s whirring (definitely old school analog)
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| It looked like half a good idea but I did nothing more useful with this cavalry column all game. We’re on the road to nowhere .... |
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| Camptown racetrack five miles long... |
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| Les Chevaliers de France |
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| It’s all on |
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Time for one last charge
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| My new generalissimo markers |
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Desperate times on my right. This command broke soon after.
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