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Mortiem et Gloriam Mitanni vs Median Empire

Another Warfare warm-up, with Paul trying out a different list variant from the later book, and my glorious Mitanni getting in vital practise before Warfare.
Median Empire, used by a mathematician, there must be some mean-mode-median-range jokes here...
Nope, I got nothing.

There are three units of infantry, off right----->
Centre, what centre?

Early skirmishing, lots of dice, not many hits! That's the five right hand dice...

That's the two left hand dice vs Paul's superior cavalry (White+ means S wounds, so nasty)

On the right, that's an awful lot of infantry, which I wanted to get in on, but there is a lot of shooting stuff in the way. Paul's skilled shooters erm... missed!

Paul pointing out the error of my ways as he concentrates three units on my 4 of superiors.

Paul starting to envelop my flanks.

I lost a base!  I killed a unit of Paul's horse in melee and then where to go next?  (2-0)

Trying to catch smoke on the right, I move my foot up to support, but this is my brittle side.

It's an utter mess over on this side, as Paul catches my superiors around the back. My averages struggle to deal with the other flank.
Told you they were brittle,  I start hemorrhaging bases to charge reaction shooting.
Thing joins the game!  I desperately try to work out how to gain points as Paul starts to tear me apart! Sure I had a unit here a second ago (2-2)

Despite winning, Paul breaks off, but it doesn't quite work out as one of his units breaks on the break-off due to Kill-A-Base test. (4-2)

Too little too late, as 4 units collapse in a turn and my army disintegrates. (4-15 to Paul)

Cracking game, and a lot of Paul's units were brittle, but he had SOOOOO many units that I could not get in on all of them.
These maths jokes just aren't coming are they!

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