In an act of unprecedented aggression (not really, they tried it last week but it got to late and everybody went home) and overwhelming odds (2500 to 1000 points) Belgian forces routed native Newts from their home territory. The Newts put up a valiant holding effort and were doing quite well until the Belgians finally managed to out flank a Newt rifle squad and then it went downhill for the slick Cytherean natives.
We played out the battle using the Martian Empires rules which we have adapted for 28mm. The Belgians came on the board and were faced with a number of blind markers representing possible Newt units. Some were dummies. As the Belgians got close enough they were allowed to scout the blinds and if successful a unit or lack thereof was revealed. We limited the units allowed to shoot at the spotted unit to the initial spotter in the first turn they were revealed and then they were open to any in line of sight and range after that.
Take a look at some pictures:
Belgian Left, Center and Right flanks
The Elite Newt guards hold the high ground on the right.
Newt archers in the center.
A spot of trouble dealing with carnivorous fauna as well as malfunctioning machinery.
Things on the right seemed to be going fairly well for the four or five Belgian units trying to push the unit of Newt guard out of the heavy cover on the hill.
Until the Newt equivalent of a heavy walker came churning out of the shallows.
First, he ate a Belgian Walker.
Then he moved on to sample some of the best the Belgian Guards had to offer.
The Guards, realising they had forgotten to offer an digestif, headed back to camp for the Jenever.
Things were looking bad for the boys on the right, who had held off the major push on the flank by the Belgians. In the center there was trouble finding a foe to fight as the newts were cagey and stayed in the brush.
On the left there was still a bit of trouble with the gardening...
...but by the time the Newts decided to push forward and attempt to commit to the fight the bush had been neatly trimmed.
With their force cut in half the Newt guard retires from the rocks and takes cover in the dense jungle. Another day perhaps.
Once the guard retired it was pretty much "Men of Harlech" time for the Newts. Lesser Newts fled to were their superiors led.
Thanks for looking.