Post by diades on Oct 31, 2020 14:55:47 GMT
Today, I am King Priam and I stand upon the mighty walls of Ilium, for the mighty arms of Atlas hold the Heavens from the Earth to create the space for us to build so tall and strong. Is this what the gods feel, looking down from Olympus on a World of cold and fear, its surface splintered into sorry hemispheres?
The city sits in the rear right hand corner of the plain; along the left flank: the wine dark sea, filled with so many ships. In the centre of the rear left quadrant lies a small wood and in the far, left quadrant a marsh.
The pride of Troy is arrayed for battle: nearest the city Aeneas (LCh) with Paris (LCh) behind, to Aeneas’ left a line of four units of our finest spearmen, with Glaucus (3Bd) in reserve behind; on the left flank, Hector (LCh gen) and Deiphobus (LCh). Our ally, Pandarus (3Bw) and his troops (2xPs) have yet to disembark.
Arrayed against us, so much bright bronze of the Achaians: psiloi hold the marsh, to their left deep-ranked Pylians (2x4Pk), Achilles’ Myrmidons (4Wb) and two units of spearmen, then their leaders, Agamemnon and Menelaus (LCh gen) and Ajax (LCh). Fresh from their camp, behind the marsh are Odysseus (LCh) and Diomedes (LCh). More Greek spearmen are yet to leave their ships.
Pandarus arrives on the beach by the wood and his own unit races to the cover it provides. The Greek spear arrive in the middle of the coast.
Hector sends our heavy foot forwards with Paris emerging right from behind Aeneas to provide cover for our city walls. Meanwhile Odysseus and Diomedes advance to join the new arrivals on their right flank.
On our right, before the walls, Aeneas and Paris, separated from the spearmen, are charged by the Greek leaders and Ajax. The main infantry lines both advance and wheel a little to square up. On our left, Hector, Deiphobus and Pindarus’ troops square up to the flank threat, whilst Glaucus moves left to support them. Pindarus himself moves wide left and starts weighting the Greek right flank spears’ shields with arrows.
The chariots clash on the right, dust clouds billow heavenwards, Aeneas’ unit is destroyed and Paris recoils and subsequently retreats. The angered Menelaus sees the opportunity to end this war fast and charges Paris before our walls, whilst Ajax leaves him and shores up the left flank of the Greek infantry. A part of me wishes Menelaus success for the sake of so many brave souls and prospective grieving families, but my son, Paris...
Paris’ unit is destroyed and he retreats to join Aeneas in the city to contemplate the horror he has wrought. The city and our army’s right flank are now wide open.
Hector decides to take the initiative and win the favour of the gods with our Trojan bravery. Our left flank engages and Pindarus outflanks the Greek’s rightmost spearmen. The foot lines clash in the centre too.
Hector drives Diomedes back, but Deiphobus recoils from spears. Glaucus recoils Odysseus and Pindarus’ move ensures the destruction of the Greek right flank spearmen. Whilst in the centre, the Pylians prove strong and push our men back, but the feared Myrmidons are recoiled.
A unit of spearmen on our right flank was held back to refuse the flank, but is now assaulted by Greek spear with Ajax crashing through their flank to destroy them. The Myrmidons return to the attack, but are destroyed; I gather Achilles was not with them, sulking in his tent in the Greek camp.
The Greek right flank backs off, whilst their left looks to wrap around our centre, Ajax again in the flank. Our men hold. Deiphobus races to the rescue and calls out Ajax to face him and is victorious as Ajax’s men have nowhere to go. Finally on the left, Pindarus has moved and peppers Odysseus’ chariots with missiles. The wily Odysseus, his unit destroyed, retires to the camp. The field is ours (4-3) for today.
Nods to Page, Plant, Peart and Homer. A good Trojan war opener to coincide with the publication of Stephen Fry’s Troy (which will in no way be threatened by any literature herein). Dismounting was permitted, but none occurred...PIPs too valuable elsewhere!
The city sits in the rear right hand corner of the plain; along the left flank: the wine dark sea, filled with so many ships. In the centre of the rear left quadrant lies a small wood and in the far, left quadrant a marsh.
The pride of Troy is arrayed for battle: nearest the city Aeneas (LCh) with Paris (LCh) behind, to Aeneas’ left a line of four units of our finest spearmen, with Glaucus (3Bd) in reserve behind; on the left flank, Hector (LCh gen) and Deiphobus (LCh). Our ally, Pandarus (3Bw) and his troops (2xPs) have yet to disembark.
Arrayed against us, so much bright bronze of the Achaians: psiloi hold the marsh, to their left deep-ranked Pylians (2x4Pk), Achilles’ Myrmidons (4Wb) and two units of spearmen, then their leaders, Agamemnon and Menelaus (LCh gen) and Ajax (LCh). Fresh from their camp, behind the marsh are Odysseus (LCh) and Diomedes (LCh). More Greek spearmen are yet to leave their ships.
Pandarus arrives on the beach by the wood and his own unit races to the cover it provides. The Greek spear arrive in the middle of the coast.
Hector sends our heavy foot forwards with Paris emerging right from behind Aeneas to provide cover for our city walls. Meanwhile Odysseus and Diomedes advance to join the new arrivals on their right flank.
On our right, before the walls, Aeneas and Paris, separated from the spearmen, are charged by the Greek leaders and Ajax. The main infantry lines both advance and wheel a little to square up. On our left, Hector, Deiphobus and Pindarus’ troops square up to the flank threat, whilst Glaucus moves left to support them. Pindarus himself moves wide left and starts weighting the Greek right flank spears’ shields with arrows.
The chariots clash on the right, dust clouds billow heavenwards, Aeneas’ unit is destroyed and Paris recoils and subsequently retreats. The angered Menelaus sees the opportunity to end this war fast and charges Paris before our walls, whilst Ajax leaves him and shores up the left flank of the Greek infantry. A part of me wishes Menelaus success for the sake of so many brave souls and prospective grieving families, but my son, Paris...
Paris’ unit is destroyed and he retreats to join Aeneas in the city to contemplate the horror he has wrought. The city and our army’s right flank are now wide open.
Hector decides to take the initiative and win the favour of the gods with our Trojan bravery. Our left flank engages and Pindarus outflanks the Greek’s rightmost spearmen. The foot lines clash in the centre too.
Hector drives Diomedes back, but Deiphobus recoils from spears. Glaucus recoils Odysseus and Pindarus’ move ensures the destruction of the Greek right flank spearmen. Whilst in the centre, the Pylians prove strong and push our men back, but the feared Myrmidons are recoiled.
A unit of spearmen on our right flank was held back to refuse the flank, but is now assaulted by Greek spear with Ajax crashing through their flank to destroy them. The Myrmidons return to the attack, but are destroyed; I gather Achilles was not with them, sulking in his tent in the Greek camp.
The Greek right flank backs off, whilst their left looks to wrap around our centre, Ajax again in the flank. Our men hold. Deiphobus races to the rescue and calls out Ajax to face him and is victorious as Ajax’s men have nowhere to go. Finally on the left, Pindarus has moved and peppers Odysseus’ chariots with missiles. The wily Odysseus, his unit destroyed, retires to the camp. The field is ours (4-3) for today.
Nods to Page, Plant, Peart and Homer. A good Trojan war opener to coincide with the publication of Stephen Fry’s Troy (which will in no way be threatened by any literature herein). Dismounting was permitted, but none occurred...PIPs too valuable elsewhere!