|Father's been shipped off to my Victorian London collection. But here's the pack contents as assembled by Empress. Available here:|
Colonel Lubin Griois is cut off from his guns and finds refuge in a hollow square formed by the Italian 92nd regiment. The mass of stragglers among the ranks makes maneuvering and issuing orders difficult. “This mass of isolated men, recognizing neither chiefs nor discipline and only heeding it thirst for pillage, was sorely tried. At first the cannon shots it had halted, not knowing where to go in the fog that surrounded it. Swollen by… vivandières and a multitude of little carts laden with children and foodstuffs, it was throwing itself now to one side, now to the other, according to where the last projectile to strike in its midst had come from. This flux and reflux of round shot, ploughing furrows in every direction and from which arose screams of despair, presented a horrible spectacle. For very good reasons the units that were fighting repulsed these fugitives who were trying to take refuge in their midst, so that the poor wretches found themselves exposed to the enemy’s fire and sometimes to our squares’ too. They floated in disorder over terrain littered with dead, wounded and shattered vehicles.”
|The pepperbox revolver? Probably not an anachronism here if you imagine in place a flintlock mechanism.|
|By the way, for the blue on the gal at left, that's the Napoleonic triad from Foundry called French Blue. I think I've come up with an even better recipe, but I do like it. The color swatches they show at the link are inaccurate and the paints themselves provide a more natural progression than pictured. More on that later. (Fences by Renendra)|
|Mes filles sont en danger!|
|Another shot of the girls in peril. These will make great scenario fodder for this campaign. (Warlord Mule in foreground, Old Glory Cossacks in the roles of Heavy #1 and Heavy #2.)|
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