A Tale That Deserved To Have Been Written Into The Legends

 Its been one of those sorts of weeks. Its Fall and WINTER is COMING! So, busy, busy on everything but my hobby. 

The convoy was ambushed but managed to push through the narrow part of the pass. 

I did finally manage to play the game through with the new, gridded, rules, a few turns at a time and the updated rules are pretty much what I had in mind but I'll post on that soon.   

The pressure was tremendous and for a long while the convoy barely managed to escape destruction without getting closer to safety. Casualties on both sides were heavy, but heavier on the Roman side.

What I haven't had is time for a proper narrative battle report and I'm off onto something else (next post!). Anyway, most of the few pictures I remembered to take were lousy anyway. 

At last, Prince Micheal's army was on the verge of collapse and the convoy was able to make some headway and looked likely to escape.

So hopefully this will tide us all over because I have "work" (important, hobby type 'work') to do! 

In desperation, the Prince ordered one last charge by every man who could lift a weapon. The Huns suddenly collapsed and warriors and drivers alike fled to the hills leaving the supplies behind. 
(In game terms, for the last 3 turns the Roman side was 1 casualty away from breaking while the Huns were 3 away. The Romans charged and the dice suddenly evened out after many turns in which they had favoured the Huns, not even a single Roman failed their save, not a Hun made theirs. They had finally worn out persistent lucky saves!)