Battle Date:          9-April-2006                                   Points

Attacker:                 Bob’s Empire                                  500

Defender:              Jacob’s Goblins                             500

Scenario:               Border  Patrol

Striding confidently forward the spear men regarded the ruins. They could see the Goblins were heading for them as well.

“Hand gunners give them a volley!” Several goblins were seen to fall from the Archers Regiment, the Spearmen's hand gunner detachment tidied up the goblin lines. The Advance continued steadily and professionally, no disgusting green thing was going to stop these men.

The hand gunner regiment took stock of the situation in front of them. The archers appeared to be fighting themselves and a rapidly approaching lightning bolt killed 4 gunners. “Regiment, to your front, small goblin covered in feathers. Present, Aim, Shoot!” An explosion of feathers and fireworks marked the point where the Shaman had stood.

“Hang on here lads I’ve got an idea!” Yelled Captain Sarum. Running forwards past the snotlings he reached the corner of the ruins. “Your mothers wear combat boots, you low down degenerates” A stunned look on the Goblin regiment greeted this insult. “Hand gunners get ready, here they come!” Yelled the Captain.

Right on cue the fanatics whirled out of the goblin regiment, several falling to a well aimed volley. “Into the ruins lads and lets get this sorted.” Slaughtered in droves the Goblin regiment was cut down as they tried to flee.

By this time the Goblin archers had actually advanced to the ruins and were dismayed to find a very angry Empire Regiment looking at them. Possibly the only time a sensible order has been issued in a goblin regiment “Run for it!” and it was obeyed.

With Victory assured, the task of tending the few injures was carried out. The final fanatics shot down by the marksman from the hand gunners regiment and drinks served on the lawn.