Mark and I met up for a game of Sharp Practice. My French were unchanged, minus their engineers and extra cannister for the artilley, vs Mark's British. Both forces featured three infantry units. Mark had two light infantry units, I had one, Mark brought Light Dragoons, I used Cuirassiers. I also had a 25lber. He had better CinC, but I had invested in troop numbers. Mark rolled for far right deployment zone, I got central. I also used a mobile deployment point for my Voltigeurs, Cuirassiers and Artillery. Unfortunately, my force can't actually use this! Oh well! Next time I'll get it right. Simply misread the rules, and only picked it up as we were playing. I apologised profusely too Mark, and we will call this a moral victory to him. We played on. Turn 1 : Mark's forces deploy. Two units of rifles and his Dragoons arrive first. ALL my forces appeared turn 1! To the front left, Voltigeurs take small ruins, whereas the artillery and cuirassiers grab the hill opposite Ma...
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