Battle: Game 3 - Watchtower
Controlled Watchtower: Yes
Opponent: High Elves (Mike King)
The scouting reports brought to the King by the holds Pathfinders brought a smile to the old Dwarfs grim face. The Elves he sought had been sighted, an army of pointy eared treacherous filth led by oath breaking scum whom the King and all his Thanes were Grudge Sworn to kill. Reaching for his great axe the King rose to his feet and hundreds of Dwarfs in the great hall fell silent as he spoke, announcing the call to arms. The hold’s throng would march once more to do battle with the Elves; the forces would meet at the site of an ancient watch-tower, Elven blood would flow, and grudges would be stricken from the Holds great book….
|The armies deploy|
…the King was dead slain by an Elven noble atop a Great Dragon. Of the thousands of Dwarfs who had marched forth with him none had returned to the hold. From the beginning the battle had not gone well. Reaching the battlefield first the slower moving Dwarfs failed to garrison the watch-tower as the King and his Thanes argued over how to deploy their forces. Driven almost mad by their ancestral grudge against the Elven Nobles across the field from them neither the King nor his Thanes could agree on how to secure their vengeance.
|Vanguarding Elven cavalry sneaky pointy eared ....|
|The advance begins but that damn fast cavalry swings round behind|
Behind the Dwarven lines its single battery of Great Cannon came under attack from Elven fast cavalry. At the same time the Elven General and his Dragon emerged from cover. One cannon took aim and fired at the huge beast only for their machine to explode as its flaming shell misfired. So great was the explosion that the entire battery was wiped out; the only weapons capable of hurting the Elven Dragon now gone. On the left Giant Eagles swooped down from the sky and attacked the remaining Dwarf artillery, ranked Organ Guns attempting to put pay to the Elven Archers. These too fell silent leaving the throngs warriors at the mercy of Elven magic, archery and its Dragon.
Not seeing the disaster occurring behind him and oblivious of the fate of the warriors on his flanks the King and his Hammerers charged the White Lions in the Watchtower. Great axes wielded by both sides rose and fell. While the Elven blades were quicker those of the Dwarfs proved sharper. For every Dwarf that was killed 5 Elves fell. Over half of the White Lions defending the watchtower died in that initial charge. But they held and the Dwarfs were forced to fall back.
|Reduced in frontage the Hammerers have fallen back from their first assault on the Watchtower|
|The final act, the last ditch attempt to kill the Elven General and capture the Tower|
Of the once great Dwarven army that had marched onto the field of battle only a handful of warriors led by the sole surviving Runesmith still lived. Surrounded by a horde of Elven cavalry they fought on bravely praying to Grimnar for salvation…. Grimnar did not answer.