Action in the Plattea Valley…

[Harry Faversham]

The harvest is safely in and young men’s thoughts turn to their second most important leisure pursuit. Togged up to the nines the youth of Athens and Sparta head off for an away day in the Plattea Valley…

The men of Sparta stand in silent serried ranks…

The Athenian rabble mills about, shouting and bawling to help keep their bottle up…

Arichilles, King of Sparta, having just finished combing his locks tells his men of the noble deeds in which they will share this day…

Across the valley the Athenian dog Titchocles makes a squeak (sorry, speech) to his followers…

While stuck in the rear ranks, a full sized Athenian General stands scowling thunderously, at Titchocles’s slight upon his honour…

 

[Irregular Wars Nic]

Looks great. What rules were you using?

[Harry Faversham]

I'm up against a half wit (Herself) so we're keeping it infantile...
One Hour Wargames rules!

 

[Harry Faversham]

Trumpets blare and Pipes trill, both sides advance.
The view from the Spartan lines…

From the Athenian side…

As the Spartan Cavalry dash over the bridge a shower of javelins, from Athenians skulking in the cornfield empty a few saddles…

Spartan heavy infantry follow their mounted brethren over the bridge and then deploy, silently, into line of battle…

 

[armchairgeneral]

Great looking table 

[Harry Faversham]

Thank you Sir.

 

[Easy E]

Kill those effete Athenians! 

Die you tyrannical Spartans!

[Harry Faversham]

The two battle lines smash together…
The Dice Gods begin their neutral and merciless rolling!!!





 

[Harry Faversham]

On the Spartan right flank their superior training soon tells and the Athenian line begins to waver. Both Titchocles and the Athenian Cavalry Occifer force their way into the front rank and their men take heart from their valiant example…

Until they are singled out by two Spartan Heroes, the Occifer is brought down by a spear thrust in the throat, and Titchocles falls to a downwards thrust through the top of his melon. The renegade Spartan dwarf finding recognition in a good death that his fellow Spartans never gave him during his short life!

 

[Easy E]

With your shield or on it, eh Tithocles?

[Burnin Coal]

With your shield or on it, eh Tithocles?

 

[Harry Faversham]

Well that's nice, innit? Poor old Titchocles gets slotted and yew 'orrible shower make small of it!!!

[Harry Faversham]

As the fighting grew fiercer, as if upon a given signal, both sides Cavalry broke ranks and fled the field. In the dust and confusion even a Veteran Spartan phalanx broke and fled back over the river!

 

Supporting Spartan units were incensed and threw back the Athenians on the right flank, smashing all before them…

On the Spartan left flank, with the fall of the sulky Athenian General, here too the Athenians began to give ground…

[Harry Faversham]

Despite routing another Spartan Hoplite unit, hit in both flank and rear the Athenians are destroyed. Seeing the fate of their heavy Infantry the supporting archers and light infantry take to their heels and flee the field…

The last men standing on the stricken field… exhausted Spartan Hoplites.
On the left flank, after breaking the Athenian heavy Infantry a Spartan phalanx, that had been taken in the flank by a spirited charge of Athenian skirmishers can turn their full attention on their tormentors…

In what proves to be a short and decisive action the Spartans get stopped in their tracks!!!

“This is a story you’ll tell your grandchildren, and mightily bored they’ll be too!”

Shouts Nobbicus the Brewmaster of Athens’s ‘Fisherman’s Arms’ as he leads his victorious shower back into the depths of the woods…

VICTORY!!!

The might of Sparta drawn up on the ground where the Athenian host had stood. Their hard fighting King, Queen and senior Generals salute their victory…

 

[Easy E]

A well fought action! 

The Spartans can raise the trophy, but the Athenians can take a moral victory from the escape of their noble Brewmaster.