So we got together the 5 of us yesterday in “Bobs Bunker” to play an Indian Mutiny” game, using once again, TMWWBK.
JC couldn’t make it, as he was on manoeuvres at Brighton.
Scenario put together by has.been.
Picture the scene.....
During the night, the mutineers have managed to wheel up to the siege lines, two massive cannons ( using lots of manpower and heavily greased wheels, aided by hundreds of pillows laid in front of the huge wheels )
At first light, they open up. Easily blowing open the old town wall doors, and breaching the wall.
The British garrison were mainly asleep, but a quarter of them were on duty. (We rolled for the troops that were awake, and uncannily they were the Gentleman cavalry unit, patrolling the inside of the city walls, an artillery piece uncannily adjacent to the breach in the walls, and a British sharpshooter unit, all fired up and ready to go).....you can see where this is going already can’t you !.
The other British units that were garrisoned in the town, then rolled dice to see if they were available.
So, here we go. All we need to do, is get the mutineers into the town, through 3 gaps in the wall, and only 3 British units awake.
What could possibly go wrong ?
All quiet in the town, until the gates are blown open.
Then the city wall gets a direct hit from the mutineers artillery and its breached. Easy 3 ways into the town.
The mutineers mass outside the city walls.
They approach the walls.
The gentleman’s cavalry unit respond by Charing the mutineers as they enter the city.
Cavalry straight in, no messing.
That’s one mutineer unit driven off. “Watch your head son, on that gateway”
On the left of the city walls, Garry’s British sharpshooters advance and take to the ramparts, killing all before them.
Fire at will.
The garrison starts to stir.
Mutineers flood over the wall on the right, heading for the ambassadors residence.
The ambassador’s wife and daughter are on the balcony, valiantly fighting off the mutineers as they advance through the gates of the residence. (Nice that the mutineers shut the gates behind them. Shows they have manners 😀)
“Oh dear, dear”
And then the Indian charge all fizzles out. Running out of troops and with the garrison awake, the mutineers drift away from the city.
All good fun, over breakfast bacon and sausage bus, and a beer or two.