James' South Walians had not given up. Time was running out, but now his Rebel Sailors - his last available offensive troops - hopped over another hedge, and rushed forward in a desperate attempt to grab a last Objective Marker:
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| Ahoy matey! That's our Objective Marker! |
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| Meanwhile, in LLareggub, the North Walians make a decisive break through. The Police Mortar is close assaulted as the Police Big Gun burns.... |
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| To the south, the Blackshorts (background and left) advance alongside the Royal Irish Legion (foreground and right) |
The advance of the southern forces doomed the Rebel Sailors attempt to seize a last Objective Marker, beaten off by the equally acquisitive (but numerically far superior) Royal Irish Legion.
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| The Royal Irish Legion capture the Objective Marker. South Walian sailors mill around in confusion... |
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| The Royal Irish Legion put on a show of force. Don't even think of advancing, sailor boys... |
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| As the thoroughly demoralised Police cede the centre of Llareggub, leading to an inconclusive clash between Blackshorts and North Walians... |
And so a full day's gaming drew to a close. To the surprise of some, although they had advanced the furthest and enjoyed the most explosive results of the afternoon, the North Walians had not gained the most Objective Points (this may have been caused by some within their area being too well camouflaged to have been noticed, alternatively hidden by drifting smoke from Big Gun bombardment...). That honour belonged to JP's Blackshorts, who can now start their legendary "Long March Back" to Herefordshire with their morale boosted and more Fascist volunteers goose-stepping forward to join up with Eustace Spode....
Thus ended the Autumn Big Game 2022!
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