Thursday, August 6, 2009

ECW: Spanish Shame


I finally got a chance to put some of my painted miniatures into a proper game after a long while. The guys over at the Champing Games Club decided to run a ECW battle (Edgehill-using a home variant of Volley and Bayonet) over at the local game store, The Dragons Table I decided to pitch in my meticulously painted Spanish Tercio, and a Calvary Regiment. Greg, the excellent gentelman running the game, had a TON of painted ECW miniatures so the two armies looked great! I decided to send my small force of Spaniards as mercenaries on the Royalist side. I was given command by the overall commander Dean, of the left flank. Under my command from Left to Right was a Spanish Regiment of Calvary, a Spanish Tercio, a Redcoat and Greencoat regiment of Foote, a Light Gun, Ruperts Calvary and another Clavary Regiment I can't remember, and another Regiment of Foote (Bluecoats), and a Medium Gun. In front of me was a hill seperating me from the Parliment Right wing. Dean faced the Large Parliment Left Wing across a hill as well. A gap existed between the two hills, were my rightmost forces faced some Parliment foote and artillery.

The game started well enough with both armes dashing for the high ground. Bad coammand allotment though,meant that the forces in front of the gap got bogged down and started recieving artillery fire. On my flank the infatry regiments of both sides reached the summit of the hill at the same time and started blasting each other from close range. Then a bad thing happened. I didn't use my Spanish calvary aggressively enough and it got crushed by Cromwell's Ironsides (happiness for all Protestans eh:)) on the extreme flank. As a result Cromwell and his mates started having a free reing in my rear.

Alarmed I had one of my English regiments about face to cover the rear of the forces fighting on the hill, while the middle gap regiment was starting the torturous process of getting close to command. At the same time becoming, in a sterotypically southern european way:), irritated by the draw on the hill itself, I decided to charge my Spaniards on the Parliment line. SPANISH FURY, SAN SANTIAGO!!! And all that...

Well it failed. My Pike elements failed their morale checks, and thus only the shot charged (primarilly because Capitan Alatriste is a musketeer:)). After a bloody, confused fight, I break one Parliment regiment, but get disordered and lose elements from my regiment. Then I get charged by massed parlmientary horse uphill. They crush my spaniards who fall back and rout my English regiment that was covering Cromwell. The other English regiment gets eradicated by a combination of fire and melee. My whole flank gets eradicated as Cromwell happily kills off routing Anglicans and Catholics.

As this sorry story was happening, Dean was fighting a deadlocked battle at the other flank were the two infatry lines exchanged fire and infatry and calvary charges without a clear winner. Unfortunelty losing the whole left flank of our army pretty much lost us the game :). Or more precisly I lost us the game (sheepish grin).

The game was realistic in that the foot battle was a slogging match, and was won by the clavary turning a flank. Command was punishing, as unites without command were pretty much stationary (as the forces I had in the middle gap). I felt that the God of Games punished me for bringing ahistorical units. Ah time.

The General lay of the Battlefield, with some nice terrain, and my flank being top-left hand side.

My Spanish infatnry in the forground with the light gun, followed by Ruperts horse, my Bluecoats and Dean's command.
Royalist Greencoat,Whitecoat and Yellowcoat regiments in Dean's command.
Whitecoats at the ready!
Some Parlimentary foot.
The arbiter of the battlefield-Calvary.


Capt Bill said...

Very nice report and photos, thanks!

Frankfurter said...

Enjoyed ...
been the goat myself a few times!
Still had fun tho,