|One arrow piercing the orc ranks|
|A flanking manoeuvre|
|The orcs seize the initiative|
|The Rohirrim charge|
|One Rider down|
|The captain proves himself, and another orc is also killed|
|Another charge, and a rider flanking to the back of the orc line|
|A rider surrounded and cut down|
the other slices one and knocks the other over
|The orc captain saved by fate, the Rohan captain gets two more|
two orcs and riders wounded
|Even more charging, one rider leaves the flank to aid at the centre|
|Being broken three orcs flee!|
|The Rohan captain charges the orc captain twice to little avail,|
three orcs fall to one rider
|The Rohirrim charge, hopefully for the last time|
|The captain getting his fifth and sixth kills|
|But fails to get the seventh|
|The orc captain stands his ground pushing a rider to it,|
One orc and a rider wounded too.
Giving the Riders of Rohan a minor victory! (and 200R)
Four of the wounded were detained and two were found dead on the field. The other three made full recoveries.
The Goblin Horde Vs rogue Gondor (100pts) (Take the high ground)
|The forces ascend onto the hill, one man trips on his way up.|
|One of the goblin archers was clearly trained|
|The lines are formed, and arrows are exchanged|
|The battle lines join|
|Two men fall under the weight of numbers, the rogue captain ducks|
beneath the troll's attacks and pierces it deeply.
|The rogue captain charges the beast again|
|And smashes his hilt at the troll's nose, rendering it unconscious|
A goblin and man are wounded either side.
|The game continues despite the rogues being broken|
|The rogue captain has a wound saved by fate|
the other captain beheads one of the other three men left
|The game continues|
|The Rogues clearly at a disadvantage|
|The rogue captain wounded, and his last man downed|
|And the game ends!|
The troll sat slumped, bleeding from the nose. None of the goblins had gathered enough courage to mop the brown blood pouring onto the troll's stomach.
They had won the battle, but the news was bleak.
If a small rogue company could incapacitate the troll, the goblin horde was losing it's skill in this world. Maybe a siege on Minas Tirith was too soon.
The Rohan captain had taken up scouting duties, he was cantering through the brush. No orders yet, but he was hopeful. Until.
Glinting on the horizon, mail that suggested. More than one suggested a troop.
It was unlikely than Minas Tirith had fallen, yet an orc troop could have been sent north to trap them at the Cair Andros defences. Behind him a one of his men rode up to him.
"Ill news captain" He said.
"Well, we have a troop approaching from the south, most likely Gondorian." The captain responded.
"It is, a rider came before you came out sir. Nethar is coming to us-"
"That is good news? how could it be bad?" The captain interrupted.
"A new company has been seen at Cair Andros, and more peasants there too."
"So, we are to attack Cair Andros?"