Post by diades on Oct 18, 2020 14:47:12 GMT
Riding with a golden Gereg, flying with a vital message, I ride under the Wolf Totem to The Great Chingghis Khaan.
As the plains fly by, for some strange reason the tragic tale that is The Legend of Mother Swan runs through my mind...What happened yesterday?
“Shoog shoog, we offer our faith and lives in your hands; we leave our victory and bounty in your hands” we sang as we prepared for battle two nights ago. The next morning our leader, Bergai made a speech, as we our reconnaissance force faced organised local resistance for the first time, “People who are striving to gain food and wealth, animals who are wandering in the mountain forest they have differences in carnal body yet their desires to kill and devour are the Same”. He hinted that they would defend their land strongly, but our people’s hunger would lead us to victory.
Imagine a large square plain. In the far left quarter, a local hamlet lay ripe for plundering. Next to it a small wood and behind it more woods. Everywhere else was open.
To our left, facing the settlement, two units of our light horse and two of allied cavalry. We were drawn up with our cavalry in line and the rest of our light horse double ranked to our right.
Opposite us, Yuve yuve yu (how strange how strange), rows of armoured horsemen with strange kite shaped shields. To their right towards the woods, two units of Polk spearman and a horde of ill armed locals. Behind the small wood, woodsmen and archers lurked, whilst somewhere behind the larger more distant woods, lurked Kazak light horse.
The enemy heavy foot advanced keeping the small wood to their right and angled their line back away from it in defence. We moved our cavalry left and their foot wheeled towards us leaving their “druzhina” behind them.
Meanwhile our left flank advanced to engage the enemy Kazakhs emerging between far wood and settlement whilst keeping their woodsmen and archers tied down. Some of our light horse cut through the settlement and the Kazakhs backed off.
On the right, our light horse rejoined our cavalry and we formed a battle line to attack the enemy foot before their mounted could catch up, but our general had moved over to the left and the enemy druzhina joined their line with their infantry too fast, so we withdrew.
Finally a unit of enemy Kazakhs was destroyed on the left and the others fled, but by now we were all but engaged. Some of our light horse had moved to our cavalry’s left and attacked the horde, who pursued out of line as our troops whirled away from them, but the enemy general emerged on their right. Our unit of cavalry attacked the horde, with double ranked light horse in support to threaten the enemy general, but were driven back and his knights broke our light horse.
Our left flank allied cavalry and general raced back over to catch the enemy general in the open, but the enemy horsemen charged on our right. Our light horse needed only hold against the initial charge and victory would then be assured, but, calamity, they caved in!
Bergai ordered the retreat. We had learned what we needed. We will return and destroy these people with what we have learned. I must hope this news pleases the Khaan more than news of defeat in a skirmish, or my parents will be calling to Shireg shireg and my last sounds will be the Song of women.
1-0 up to 4-1 down. The Mongol conquest army has it tough against western opposition (Poles, Hungarians and Russians) in the lists; I used a 6Cv, 6LH option. The central small wood did for me, keeping his infantry involved, so I could not fight a mounted battle with superior numbers. My attempts to overwhelm the left and get between the woods into his rear and flank was thwarted too.
Oh, and there is a musical theme this week...
As the plains fly by, for some strange reason the tragic tale that is The Legend of Mother Swan runs through my mind...What happened yesterday?
“Shoog shoog, we offer our faith and lives in your hands; we leave our victory and bounty in your hands” we sang as we prepared for battle two nights ago. The next morning our leader, Bergai made a speech, as we our reconnaissance force faced organised local resistance for the first time, “People who are striving to gain food and wealth, animals who are wandering in the mountain forest they have differences in carnal body yet their desires to kill and devour are the Same”. He hinted that they would defend their land strongly, but our people’s hunger would lead us to victory.
Imagine a large square plain. In the far left quarter, a local hamlet lay ripe for plundering. Next to it a small wood and behind it more woods. Everywhere else was open.
To our left, facing the settlement, two units of our light horse and two of allied cavalry. We were drawn up with our cavalry in line and the rest of our light horse double ranked to our right.
Opposite us, Yuve yuve yu (how strange how strange), rows of armoured horsemen with strange kite shaped shields. To their right towards the woods, two units of Polk spearman and a horde of ill armed locals. Behind the small wood, woodsmen and archers lurked, whilst somewhere behind the larger more distant woods, lurked Kazak light horse.
The enemy heavy foot advanced keeping the small wood to their right and angled their line back away from it in defence. We moved our cavalry left and their foot wheeled towards us leaving their “druzhina” behind them.
Meanwhile our left flank advanced to engage the enemy Kazakhs emerging between far wood and settlement whilst keeping their woodsmen and archers tied down. Some of our light horse cut through the settlement and the Kazakhs backed off.
On the right, our light horse rejoined our cavalry and we formed a battle line to attack the enemy foot before their mounted could catch up, but our general had moved over to the left and the enemy druzhina joined their line with their infantry too fast, so we withdrew.
Finally a unit of enemy Kazakhs was destroyed on the left and the others fled, but by now we were all but engaged. Some of our light horse had moved to our cavalry’s left and attacked the horde, who pursued out of line as our troops whirled away from them, but the enemy general emerged on their right. Our unit of cavalry attacked the horde, with double ranked light horse in support to threaten the enemy general, but were driven back and his knights broke our light horse.
Our left flank allied cavalry and general raced back over to catch the enemy general in the open, but the enemy horsemen charged on our right. Our light horse needed only hold against the initial charge and victory would then be assured, but, calamity, they caved in!
Bergai ordered the retreat. We had learned what we needed. We will return and destroy these people with what we have learned. I must hope this news pleases the Khaan more than news of defeat in a skirmish, or my parents will be calling to Shireg shireg and my last sounds will be the Song of women.
1-0 up to 4-1 down. The Mongol conquest army has it tough against western opposition (Poles, Hungarians and Russians) in the lists; I used a 6Cv, 6LH option. The central small wood did for me, keeping his infantry involved, so I could not fight a mounted battle with superior numbers. My attempts to overwhelm the left and get between the woods into his rear and flank was thwarted too.
Oh, and there is a musical theme this week...
