The mighty Elven army was well positioned, in close striking distance and outnumbered their foe. "Well" mused the Dwarf Lord, "they will have to make friends with my Hammerers first won't they !" With that thought, the first elven trumpet was sounded and the High Elf host began it's advance as eagles swooped down from on high. The Elves clearly meant to hit the Dwarf's left flank with Dragon Princes and Eagles and roll up the artillery line, starting with the organ gun. In contrast to the bunched up Dwarf squares, the High Elves had spread their line more thinly and had adopted an attacking stance. War machines were placed behind the lines with cannon and grudge thrower on the hill from where they had full view of the whole battlefield. The dwarfs were arranged in a castle formation. Likewise, the enemy seemed near silent, only the neigh of horses and the cry of eagles broke the peace. No Slayers had joined the expedition (it had seemed too 'safe' to them) so the usual drunken death threats were not being shouted at the enemy today. The Lord noted the eerie silence from his own troops. "That, my lad" spoke Gurnisson, "will be our first target".įurther along the Dwarven battle lines the Dwarf Lord stepped atop his shield and was hoisted aloft by his trusty shield guard.
In the distance, beyond the battle plain, he could make out the unmistakable profile of an eagle claw repeater bolt thrower being rolled into place. "do you see that lad, coming over the rise ?" Gimgum "Soft Thumb" surveyed the Dwarf's right flank.
Gurnisson "Beltch Hammer" passed his telescope to his apprentice. "DEATH BEFORE DISHONOUR" the rest of the Dwarfs boomed in response. "Death before dishonour" a longbeard shouted. This was fearsome defensive positon and the bolt throwers, cannon, organ gun and grudge thrower all had hardened dwarf veterans nearby for company. The Dwarfs were well prepared for the fight and had occupied a rocky outcrop allowing them to see down on the whole plain beneath them. It was time for the Dwarfs to prepare their battle lines and crew their sturdy war machines. Mighty eagles circled the Elven host and sent high pitched cries across the battlefield. The dust cloud from the hooves of the High Elven Dragon Princes could be seen on the horizon. The defences were as complete as they could be in the spare minutes that remained. "Ok, that'll do lads" yelled the master engineer above the quarry-like din. His two compariots heaved the stones into the barrow and wheeled it to the front of the entrenchment. With effortless skill the Dwarf cleaved a stone in two with a single pick blow.
Warhammer Fantasy Battle Report summary:-Story mode (focusing on a Dwarf engineer and High Elf hero)
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