Polykratos looked at the ground ahead of them, several patches of scrub interspersed the rocky outcrops that dominated the area. Leandros looked over and as usual, grinned confidently and waved as he set off. He obviously was going straight up the largest hill, and would take the peltasts with him. Tychon the archer had already headed out with the archers to hold the right. Polykratos turned round to Jeff, the musician, shrugged and looked at the hoplites as they moved up in line ahead of him, supported by the meager shooting of the slingers. "Not good terrain for a shieldwall, we are going to be busy supporting everyone!" Jeff nodded, and played out a jaunty tune on the pipes to encourage the men on. David came round for a game, we played on a narrow table (as that's all I've got at the moment) with our usual warbands, my Thespians, David's Spartans. David set the terrain, and we threw a straight up scrap with no unusual deployment or missions. The big hill do...