Post by Arguleon Veq on Jul 16, 2008 12:19:10 GMT -5
I've been working on my Orcs and Gobbos lately, I've recently had 2 battles and Im planning on getting more games in. My list for the first two games -
Game 1:: The High Bridge
This battle was fought on a long, narrow table, 60 long and about 30 wide. Perfect for the Dwarfs. 2 Hills deep in the Dwarf Depo Zone, 1 pile of ruins on the right centre of the table.
Night Goblin Great Shaman;
Staff of Sneaky Stealing,
Nibblas Hitty Ring,
Extra Level.
Night Goblin Shaman;
Staff of Sorcery,
Mad Cap Mushrooms,
Extra Level.
Night Goblin Shaman;
Extra Level,
Dispell Scroll.
Black Orc Big Boss;
Heavy Armour,
Shield,
Kickin Boots.
30 Orcs;
Extra Choppa,
Full Command.
20 Black Orcs;
Shields,
Full Command.
Nogs Banner of Butchery.
Orc Chariot;
Extra Crew.
30 Night Gobbos;
Full Command,
3 Fanatics.
30 Night Gobbos;
Full Command,
3 Fanatics.
5 Squig Herds;
6 Wolf Riders;
Musician.
6 Spider Riders;
Musician.
1977 Points.
Opponent - Dwarfs
King;
2+ Save - Re Roll,
4+ Ward,
Great Weapon.
Battle Standard;
Mega Banner [+1 Res to all nearby etc etc].
Slayer;
10 Thunderers;
10 Thunderers;
Organ Gun;
Cannon;
Bolt Thrower; +2 Strength, Engineer.
Bolt Thrower; +1 Strength, Engineer.
20 Warriors; Full Command.
20 Long Beards; Full Command, Magic Banner.
20 Hammerers; Full Command, Magic Banner.
The Dwarf mining outpost of Skypeak had only one entrance, over the immense chasm spanning bridge, built at the dawn of the Dwarf empire. A bridge so immense that full scale battles could be fought.
Great Shaman Snotgob was aggitated, he had crushed an Orc warband, bent its leaders to his will with his magical might, ensuring loyalty by making their black orc leader the general of his armies. Better he in the thick of the fighting than Snotgob. He had planned to meet the Dwarfs in the mountain passes, past the bridge but as usual his squabbling force had stalled, giving the stunties the chance to meet them here. A long narrow battlefield, down the sights of a dwarf gunline. His anger boiling, green energy began to crackle over his fingers....Snotgob smiled to himself, at least he had weapons of his own. Waving his staff in the air he started to cry out
'Go go now!, Stomp the stunties!'
and with a roar the tide of greenskins surged onto the bridge....
Deployment -
I had from left to right - Night Gobbos, Black Orcs, Night Gobbos, Orcs, Wolf Riders. The Chariot, squigs and Spiders behind my front line as they simply wouldnt fit. The Night Gobbos were headed right at the Hammerers [with mad cap mushrooms to smash them with Fanatics]. The Black Orcs at the Long Beards and the Squigs would head at the Dwarf Warriors when space presented itself.
On my right Flank, my Orcs and Cav were headed at the gunline, 2 Bolt Throwers were on 1 hill, Thunderers with an Organ gun up front, tight against the ruins [which i would try to skirt with my wolves but the path was blocked with the slayer] and the Cannon and second Thunderer unit on another hill.
Early Game Movement/Magic/Shooting -
My army steamed forward, I had thankfully got Foot of Gork with all 3 Shamans and proceeded to STOMP a lot of Dwarfs, before I even got near, all the Hammerers besides the Champion, Battle Standard and King were dead. Dwarf shooting cut down some of my Orcs on my right flank but the Black Orc kept them in check, cracking some heads whenever animosity rose its ugly head.
My Wolf Riders path was blocked by a Slayer, i planned to lure him out the way behind the ruins and then scoot back around the other side and past him but at the worst time possible i was hit with animosity. Before the Slayer could charge my stupid Wolf Riders though, my Great Shaman come to the rescue again, stomping the Slayer to death with Foot of Gork.
My Goblins stopped short of the Dwarf line, Fanatics hammering the regular Dwarf Warriors.
The Bolt Throwers did smash my Chariot and had my Great Shamans Gobbo unit fleeing from panic once, but they rallied soon enough.
Combat -
My Black Orcs smashed into the Longbeards, killing 5 but an annoying unit champ stepped up and chopped 2 black orcs down alone, keeping the long beards in the fight. The Long Beards eventually won out and ran the Black Orcs down.
Continued Stomping finished off all but the Dwarf lord and a few Longbeards on my left flank. They reached my Goblin unit but the Longbeards were charged in the Flank by Spider Riders. The Long beards died, leaving their king alone.
On my Right flank by big Orc unit got held up a few times but continued hacking down units, they smashed the Organ gun crew and the first unit of Thunderers, passing many panic tests from stand and shoot reactions and getting their numbers whittled, by the time they reached the bolt throwers only the Black Orc Boss remained, but he butchered the crew as my Wolves killed off the other Bolt Thrower.
The Dwarf King fled from the Gobbos and failed to rally, leaving a small isolated pocket of Dwarfs on the hill [thunderers and Cannon] at the end of the game.
Result - Massacre for the Orcs and Goblins.
I was very impressed with my armies magic, the enemy shooting phase wasn't all that troubling and I didnt even get to use my Squigs. The Stomp spell and Fanatics wiped out 2 units all on their own. The Longbeards were a huge pain though, stopping panicking in other units and beating my Black Orcs because of that pesky champion.
Snotgob continued stomping the floor, cackling in delight as the elite Dwarfs facing him were smashed into paste by his power. All was going well, his Black Orc General had kept the Orcs going, despite coming under a hail of fire, he would not be stopped. Snotgob would make him some extra special mushrooms for his efforts.
The Crazies were hammering Dwarfs left right and centre and had only killed a few Black Orcs with their huge balls and chains, a price worth paying. Things were going well, although he was a little anxious about the impatient Squigs behind him
*****
The Black Orcs crashed into the veteran Dwarfs, hard. Great weapons unslung, the elite Orcs cleaved through the stunties thick armour as if it was paper. The old Dwarfs began to waver as a gnarled old warrior stepped forward, his beard to his ankles. In a second he had cut down two Black Orcs single handedly, he stepped back into his shieldwall and roared
'Come on boys, we arent good for nothing beardlings! we aint dead yet!'
Renewed the Longbeards drove forward, forcing the Black Orcs back using their shields, hacking the greenskins down whenever one stumbled from the dwarf press. Their momentum lost the Black Orcs had had enough, they fled.
*****
Shrooms eyes widened with fear as the Black Orcs were run down. Veteran Dwarfs storming towards his position, he was a shaman, not a fighter!. Moments before he was about to turn tail and flee, an enormous green foot smashed down once more on the Longbeards, before dissapearing leaving crackles of energy. Shrooms could hear the giggles of his Great Shaman. The Dwarf Boss came on, Shrooms worried for a moment before realising the Leader was alone, a grin spread across his face and the Night Goblines raised their blades.
****
Snotgob looked on, the Dwarf Leader had taken flight, wounded and humiliated. He had ordered the pursuit halted, the grief and shame the Dwarf would be feeling would drive him insane, causing suffering for far longer than Snotgob could ever make him endure with torture. There were a few Dwarfs left an a rocky hill, making a last stand. Foolish, Snotgob thought. With a shrug he started the chant for Gork to aid him one last time in this battle, the Dwarfs would be dead before the hour was out. The mines were his.
Game 1:: The High Bridge
This battle was fought on a long, narrow table, 60 long and about 30 wide. Perfect for the Dwarfs. 2 Hills deep in the Dwarf Depo Zone, 1 pile of ruins on the right centre of the table.
Night Goblin Great Shaman;
Staff of Sneaky Stealing,
Nibblas Hitty Ring,
Extra Level.
Night Goblin Shaman;
Staff of Sorcery,
Mad Cap Mushrooms,
Extra Level.
Night Goblin Shaman;
Extra Level,
Dispell Scroll.
Black Orc Big Boss;
Heavy Armour,
Shield,
Kickin Boots.
30 Orcs;
Extra Choppa,
Full Command.
20 Black Orcs;
Shields,
Full Command.
Nogs Banner of Butchery.
Orc Chariot;
Extra Crew.
30 Night Gobbos;
Full Command,
3 Fanatics.
30 Night Gobbos;
Full Command,
3 Fanatics.
5 Squig Herds;
6 Wolf Riders;
Musician.
6 Spider Riders;
Musician.
1977 Points.
Opponent - Dwarfs
King;
2+ Save - Re Roll,
4+ Ward,
Great Weapon.
Battle Standard;
Mega Banner [+1 Res to all nearby etc etc].
Slayer;
10 Thunderers;
10 Thunderers;
Organ Gun;
Cannon;
Bolt Thrower; +2 Strength, Engineer.
Bolt Thrower; +1 Strength, Engineer.
20 Warriors; Full Command.
20 Long Beards; Full Command, Magic Banner.
20 Hammerers; Full Command, Magic Banner.
The Dwarf mining outpost of Skypeak had only one entrance, over the immense chasm spanning bridge, built at the dawn of the Dwarf empire. A bridge so immense that full scale battles could be fought.
Great Shaman Snotgob was aggitated, he had crushed an Orc warband, bent its leaders to his will with his magical might, ensuring loyalty by making their black orc leader the general of his armies. Better he in the thick of the fighting than Snotgob. He had planned to meet the Dwarfs in the mountain passes, past the bridge but as usual his squabbling force had stalled, giving the stunties the chance to meet them here. A long narrow battlefield, down the sights of a dwarf gunline. His anger boiling, green energy began to crackle over his fingers....Snotgob smiled to himself, at least he had weapons of his own. Waving his staff in the air he started to cry out
'Go go now!, Stomp the stunties!'
and with a roar the tide of greenskins surged onto the bridge....
Deployment -
I had from left to right - Night Gobbos, Black Orcs, Night Gobbos, Orcs, Wolf Riders. The Chariot, squigs and Spiders behind my front line as they simply wouldnt fit. The Night Gobbos were headed right at the Hammerers [with mad cap mushrooms to smash them with Fanatics]. The Black Orcs at the Long Beards and the Squigs would head at the Dwarf Warriors when space presented itself.
On my right Flank, my Orcs and Cav were headed at the gunline, 2 Bolt Throwers were on 1 hill, Thunderers with an Organ gun up front, tight against the ruins [which i would try to skirt with my wolves but the path was blocked with the slayer] and the Cannon and second Thunderer unit on another hill.
Early Game Movement/Magic/Shooting -
My army steamed forward, I had thankfully got Foot of Gork with all 3 Shamans and proceeded to STOMP a lot of Dwarfs, before I even got near, all the Hammerers besides the Champion, Battle Standard and King were dead. Dwarf shooting cut down some of my Orcs on my right flank but the Black Orc kept them in check, cracking some heads whenever animosity rose its ugly head.
My Wolf Riders path was blocked by a Slayer, i planned to lure him out the way behind the ruins and then scoot back around the other side and past him but at the worst time possible i was hit with animosity. Before the Slayer could charge my stupid Wolf Riders though, my Great Shaman come to the rescue again, stomping the Slayer to death with Foot of Gork.
My Goblins stopped short of the Dwarf line, Fanatics hammering the regular Dwarf Warriors.
The Bolt Throwers did smash my Chariot and had my Great Shamans Gobbo unit fleeing from panic once, but they rallied soon enough.
Combat -
My Black Orcs smashed into the Longbeards, killing 5 but an annoying unit champ stepped up and chopped 2 black orcs down alone, keeping the long beards in the fight. The Long Beards eventually won out and ran the Black Orcs down.
Continued Stomping finished off all but the Dwarf lord and a few Longbeards on my left flank. They reached my Goblin unit but the Longbeards were charged in the Flank by Spider Riders. The Long beards died, leaving their king alone.
On my Right flank by big Orc unit got held up a few times but continued hacking down units, they smashed the Organ gun crew and the first unit of Thunderers, passing many panic tests from stand and shoot reactions and getting their numbers whittled, by the time they reached the bolt throwers only the Black Orc Boss remained, but he butchered the crew as my Wolves killed off the other Bolt Thrower.
The Dwarf King fled from the Gobbos and failed to rally, leaving a small isolated pocket of Dwarfs on the hill [thunderers and Cannon] at the end of the game.
Result - Massacre for the Orcs and Goblins.
I was very impressed with my armies magic, the enemy shooting phase wasn't all that troubling and I didnt even get to use my Squigs. The Stomp spell and Fanatics wiped out 2 units all on their own. The Longbeards were a huge pain though, stopping panicking in other units and beating my Black Orcs because of that pesky champion.
Snotgob continued stomping the floor, cackling in delight as the elite Dwarfs facing him were smashed into paste by his power. All was going well, his Black Orc General had kept the Orcs going, despite coming under a hail of fire, he would not be stopped. Snotgob would make him some extra special mushrooms for his efforts.
The Crazies were hammering Dwarfs left right and centre and had only killed a few Black Orcs with their huge balls and chains, a price worth paying. Things were going well, although he was a little anxious about the impatient Squigs behind him
*****
The Black Orcs crashed into the veteran Dwarfs, hard. Great weapons unslung, the elite Orcs cleaved through the stunties thick armour as if it was paper. The old Dwarfs began to waver as a gnarled old warrior stepped forward, his beard to his ankles. In a second he had cut down two Black Orcs single handedly, he stepped back into his shieldwall and roared
'Come on boys, we arent good for nothing beardlings! we aint dead yet!'
Renewed the Longbeards drove forward, forcing the Black Orcs back using their shields, hacking the greenskins down whenever one stumbled from the dwarf press. Their momentum lost the Black Orcs had had enough, they fled.
*****
Shrooms eyes widened with fear as the Black Orcs were run down. Veteran Dwarfs storming towards his position, he was a shaman, not a fighter!. Moments before he was about to turn tail and flee, an enormous green foot smashed down once more on the Longbeards, before dissapearing leaving crackles of energy. Shrooms could hear the giggles of his Great Shaman. The Dwarf Boss came on, Shrooms worried for a moment before realising the Leader was alone, a grin spread across his face and the Night Goblines raised their blades.
****
Snotgob looked on, the Dwarf Leader had taken flight, wounded and humiliated. He had ordered the pursuit halted, the grief and shame the Dwarf would be feeling would drive him insane, causing suffering for far longer than Snotgob could ever make him endure with torture. There were a few Dwarfs left an a rocky hill, making a last stand. Foolish, Snotgob thought. With a shrug he started the chant for Gork to aid him one last time in this battle, the Dwarfs would be dead before the hour was out. The mines were his.
