This weekend saw a "Supermoon" in the night sky, and that must have meant the stars were aligned just right for all of the Ambler Gamer regulars to come to Joe's house for a War of Spanish Succession Slugfest. Over 1500 figures contested the field, and some early choices and extreme die rolls determined the outcome.
|Scott looks sadly at the glacial advance of the troops in the French center.|
|On the far side of the table, Steve P surged onto the French right flank. His infantry dig in against an expected counterattack by the French cavalry.|
|While my own die rolls were not great, I felt confident enough against Joe's formed infantry to ignore the dismounted dragoons who had crept through the woods onto my flank. My reinforcements would take care of them, I thought.|
|After advancing the Guard to the center of the table, Scott advances the turn marker. Mark reminds him that there are only two turns left.|
|Steve P cannot fathom the rotten showing of the British cavalry, who have failed to take any pressure off of the foot soldiers opposing the French Guard. Suddenly, the Allied position looks far less certain.|
|The British line is trained and resilient, but the French cavalry is out for blood. The Allied left starts to look shaky. Sort of like my hands in these long-range shots.|