Struggle for the hill continues! A look from behind the rebels' lines at Oxford and Appleyards troops.Tuesday, January 6, 2009
English Civil War Part 3
Struggle for the hill continues! A look from behind the rebels' lines at Oxford and Appleyards troops.Friday, November 21, 2008
Invasion: Normandy Fall-In 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
The Sudan or 'Gorden Gets His!' Fall-In 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Regimental Fire & Fury at Fall-In 2008 pt 1
Regimental Fire & Fury at Fall-In 2008 pt 2
Johnny Reb defends the trenches of New Market Heights as the 'colored' troops prepare to assault the position. In real life they swept the barricades of Hood's elite troops!
The left of the Confederate line. The open ammo chests in the foreground marks that regiment as Low Ammo.
Across the abatis, Federal troops charge home!Monday, November 10, 2008
Nieuw Spel Spiel Giant DBN Game Fall-In 2008
The Emperor himself, Bob Beattie, wearing the uniform of his beloved Red Lancers makes fun of the length of *our* most beloved members with co-generals Frank and Colin, in an effort to make us feel inferior. Ha Ha! The joke's on him as he's tripling my attributes!
Fanaticus' very own Imperator surveys his creation with his usual calm demeanor which belies his ferocity in battle.
Colin and Spencer have their French columns ready to enter this little section of Belgium. They came for the waffles but stayed for the beer.
Initial positions. John Manning's Austrians are poised for the race into Nieuw Spel, while my Brits with German allies make ready to defend the walled farms to his right. Ted Galaci's British and Chris Brantley's Brunswickers ready to enter the board on bound one. Frank's French, along with the Grand Battery are in the French center and itchin' for a fight.
The Austrians have seized the village just ahead of the French! (On the most important roll of the game, the Allies got to move first.) Herr Manning, luck is the most important attribute of any good general, now get those Grenadiers into position!
Our spyglasses see troops in the distance. But are they friend or foe?
Tally ho! The damnable French are sending 2 columns towards Wellington's finest! Now, now. Stiff upper lip lads, what?
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