Test of Heroes
The Empire Stands
Deployment and Opening Moves
The sound of mechanical engines heralded the start of the battle, as Steffan's Dwarf allies pushed their gyrocopters onto the field to take up strategic positions overlooking the chaos lines. The dwarf contingent was led by none other than josef bugman, hired by steffan to scout the battlefield and ensure the tor was defended. Bugman and his rangers infiltrated the field, supprted by the gyros and a contingent of stout dwarven handgunners, who took up position on the allies' left.
On the right, the ogres came. heralded by loping warcats, the ogre advance was led by tyrant locky himself, sweeping onto the field woth his magical flight, and supported by contingents of ironguts, lead belchers and a mighty Ironblaster. the mercenaries pushed towards the deserted township at the foot of the watchtower, and prepared to meet the foe.
In the centre, weiss' troops forward units moved on in an orderly battleline. weiss' outriders galloped forward to take up firing positions, whilst greatswords, halfling archers, and the artillery train took up positions on the hill dominating their side of the field.
To meet them, the forces of khorne, unable to Contain themselves, also pushed quickly onto the field. chaos hounds bayed and slavered at the feet of marauder horsemen who drove them ahead with whips and curses. brass clad chaos knights swept around the far right, and behind two hulking hellcannon were goaded into position by their Brutish dwarven crew.
and among the baying horde, mighty war engines walked and flew. a titanic, brass-shod war beast bearing the unholy icons of chaos strode amid the battleline, a fell sorcerer lord spitting arcane fire atop its canopy. and overhead, the mighty forge dragon flew. defying the laws of reality, the enormous metal engine was somehow held aloft by arcane energy and daemonic fire, the daemonsmith who created the abomination proudly bestriding his creation and goading the vast metal creature onwards.
With the sounds of marching iron shod feet signalling the approach of further troops, the war machines from both sides spat their lethal fire, and the battle had commenced! targetting the hideous war altar, the empire cannonade blasted a chunk from the beast's brass hide, yet were unable to fell it. bugman and his dwarves likewise blasted the creature with crossbow and handgun, but to no avail, whilst the men of bogenhafen managed to mishandle the firing of their cannon in their haste to slay the foe, and immediately began looking to repairs.
The sound of mechanical engines heralded the start of the battle, as Steffan's Dwarf allies pushed their gyrocopters onto the field to take up strategic positions overlooking the chaos lines. The dwarf contingent was led by none other than josef bugman, hired by steffan to scout the battlefield and ensure the tor was defended. Bugman and his rangers infiltrated the field, supprted by the gyros and a contingent of stout dwarven handgunners, who took up position on the allies' left.
On the right, the ogres came. heralded by loping warcats, the ogre advance was led by tyrant locky himself, sweeping onto the field woth his magical flight, and supported by contingents of ironguts, lead belchers and a mighty Ironblaster. the mercenaries pushed towards the deserted township at the foot of the watchtower, and prepared to meet the foe.
In the centre, weiss' troops forward units moved on in an orderly battleline. weiss' outriders galloped forward to take up firing positions, whilst greatswords, halfling archers, and the artillery train took up positions on the hill dominating their side of the field.
To meet them, the forces of khorne, unable to Contain themselves, also pushed quickly onto the field. chaos hounds bayed and slavered at the feet of marauder horsemen who drove them ahead with whips and curses. brass clad chaos knights swept around the far right, and behind two hulking hellcannon were goaded into position by their Brutish dwarven crew.
and among the baying horde, mighty war engines walked and flew. a titanic, brass-shod war beast bearing the unholy icons of chaos strode amid the battleline, a fell sorcerer lord spitting arcane fire atop its canopy. and overhead, the mighty forge dragon flew. defying the laws of reality, the enormous metal engine was somehow held aloft by arcane energy and daemonic fire, the daemonsmith who created the abomination proudly bestriding his creation and goading the vast metal creature onwards.
With the sounds of marching iron shod feet signalling the approach of further troops, the war machines from both sides spat their lethal fire, and the battle had commenced! targetting the hideous war altar, the empire cannonade blasted a chunk from the beast's brass hide, yet were unable to fell it. bugman and his dwarves likewise blasted the creature with crossbow and handgun, but to no avail, whilst the men of bogenhafen managed to mishandle the firing of their cannon in their haste to slay the foe, and immediately began looking to repairs.
Yet the Army of the Daemon Forge had brought forth their own engines of war. Two mighty hellcannon towered over their base chaos dwarven crew, and unloaded their hellish payloads of tormented souls high into the air. lambent green fire crashed down into the dwarven rangers, crushing the hardened warriors and putting them to flight.
As they fled, the might of Chaos arrived on the field. Massed ranks of brass clad warriors and their brutal tribal allies marched on behind their scouts and titans, and alongside weighty juggernaut chariots and knights bristling with power. And on the other flank of the field, a heady musk signalled the arrival of the decadent host.
Led by a triumverate of towering daemon princesses, the host of helganesh filled the field from the windmill to the far flank. Three regiments of lithe slaaneshi marauders led by Gunther Hedstrom on his slithering daemonic horror faced off with Weiss' sigmarites, while into the face of the onrushing gyrobombers and ogres, the knights of slaanesh on their bestial reptilian steeds led an exalted charioteer onto the fiedl. These were further flanked by potent warriors of the dark prince, svetlana and her harem, and a horde of cackling daemonettes flanked by their mounted sisters.
The chaos battleline Stretched from the hellcannons on the far right to the mounted deamonettes on the far left: a wall of brass and flesh relentlessly advancing on their objectives.
As they fled, the might of Chaos arrived on the field. Massed ranks of brass clad warriors and their brutal tribal allies marched on behind their scouts and titans, and alongside weighty juggernaut chariots and knights bristling with power. And on the other flank of the field, a heady musk signalled the arrival of the decadent host.
Led by a triumverate of towering daemon princesses, the host of helganesh filled the field from the windmill to the far flank. Three regiments of lithe slaaneshi marauders led by Gunther Hedstrom on his slithering daemonic horror faced off with Weiss' sigmarites, while into the face of the onrushing gyrobombers and ogres, the knights of slaanesh on their bestial reptilian steeds led an exalted charioteer onto the fiedl. These were further flanked by potent warriors of the dark prince, svetlana and her harem, and a horde of cackling daemonettes flanked by their mounted sisters.
The chaos battleline Stretched from the hellcannons on the far right to the mounted deamonettes on the far left: a wall of brass and flesh relentlessly advancing on their objectives.
Opposing them, mournfang Cavalry marched on to support their brutish tyrant flanked by slavering ironguts bearing their enormous clubs and axes. The Empire centre was reinforced by sigmarite militia and the knights of morr in thir pale and sable regalia. And towards the tor the priory guard, festooned with their sacred pelts and tall pikes and supported by detachments of archers and halberdiers. Seeing their support arriving, the dwarven rangers rallied about their commander and swept their crossbows about. as they set their battleline, a tower of pale steam arose behind them, signalling the arrival of the panther steam tank iron fury.
Taking their lead, the allied forces unloaded a torrent of cannonballs and shot into the onrushing foe, and overhead a glowing trail of blue fire arced towards the field, its arcane glow mirrored in the bloodshot eyes of the blood-spattered bulk of the ogre's master of slaughter. The chaos vanguard was torn asunder: hounds and Mounted marauders were mown down, as was the war altar, detonating in a shower of metal and muscle as cannonball punched through its armour flanks. Overhead, the forge dragon briefly faltered, the daemonic energy keeping it aloft temporarily losing the fight to keep the massive brass creature aloft as it crashed into the treetops on the empire left, even as two packs of demigryph knights steeled themselves to face its fury.
Finally, the bulging frame of the slaughtermaster reared up and the porcine wyrd flung his bulging arms to the heavens. The answer, a fiery comet plunged appeared in the heavens, streaking earthwards.
sensing the impending impact, the hordes of slaanesh advanced en masse. taking positions on the outskirts of the farmstead, the daemon lords unleashed a hail of spells at the approaching ogres, yet the stout mercenaries held firm. in the centre, a pack of frenzied khornate marauders sighted one of the gyrocopters as it swung away from the advancing slaaneshi hordes. unable to restrain their fury, the beserks piled across the ground Before the windmill and reached the sturdy machine. unwilling to allow the servants of his gods rival to claim a prize, gunther hedstrom sprung from his tribeswomen and with preternatural speed lashed across the field and brought the gyro down. springing from the wreckage, the mounted hedonist laughed as he danced away from the bezerks - right into the path of the sigmarite gunline! in a blistering hail of gunfire the slaaneshi lord was no more.
a cry of triumph went up along the allied line, and as if in answer, the battle horns of the panthers was heard, accompanied by the high blasts of elven horns and the relentless pounding of hooves! The allied knight had come! sweeping onto the chaos right, fangsteiger and his inner circle plunged into the battle, immediately smashing aside a battle line of khornate knights as if they were not there, and swiftly seeking another target. alongside, ivory-clad elven knights also charged onto the field, and made directly for the chaos cannons! The khornate ranks howled in rage and reformed to meet the threat.
Taking their lead, the allied forces unloaded a torrent of cannonballs and shot into the onrushing foe, and overhead a glowing trail of blue fire arced towards the field, its arcane glow mirrored in the bloodshot eyes of the blood-spattered bulk of the ogre's master of slaughter. The chaos vanguard was torn asunder: hounds and Mounted marauders were mown down, as was the war altar, detonating in a shower of metal and muscle as cannonball punched through its armour flanks. Overhead, the forge dragon briefly faltered, the daemonic energy keeping it aloft temporarily losing the fight to keep the massive brass creature aloft as it crashed into the treetops on the empire left, even as two packs of demigryph knights steeled themselves to face its fury.
Finally, the bulging frame of the slaughtermaster reared up and the porcine wyrd flung his bulging arms to the heavens. The answer, a fiery comet plunged appeared in the heavens, streaking earthwards.
sensing the impending impact, the hordes of slaanesh advanced en masse. taking positions on the outskirts of the farmstead, the daemon lords unleashed a hail of spells at the approaching ogres, yet the stout mercenaries held firm. in the centre, a pack of frenzied khornate marauders sighted one of the gyrocopters as it swung away from the advancing slaaneshi hordes. unable to restrain their fury, the beserks piled across the ground Before the windmill and reached the sturdy machine. unwilling to allow the servants of his gods rival to claim a prize, gunther hedstrom sprung from his tribeswomen and with preternatural speed lashed across the field and brought the gyro down. springing from the wreckage, the mounted hedonist laughed as he danced away from the bezerks - right into the path of the sigmarite gunline! in a blistering hail of gunfire the slaaneshi lord was no more.
a cry of triumph went up along the allied line, and as if in answer, the battle horns of the panthers was heard, accompanied by the high blasts of elven horns and the relentless pounding of hooves! The allied knight had come! sweeping onto the chaos right, fangsteiger and his inner circle plunged into the battle, immediately smashing aside a battle line of khornate knights as if they were not there, and swiftly seeking another target. alongside, ivory-clad elven knights also charged onto the field, and made directly for the chaos cannons! The khornate ranks howled in rage and reformed to meet the threat.
Midgame
as Fangsteiger swung his glittering blade and sounded the charge again into the chaos hordes, a bestial shriek erupted from amongst the brass clad warriors. warriors, on the knife edge of rage and keen for battle recognised the warcry of the predators in theior midst, and hastily made way: a raging engine of metal and wheels emerged, stampeding headlong towards the knigth panther! with a monstrous impact, the jugger chariot slammed into fnagsteiger and his best. the noble warcat leapt at the unstoppable machine, only to be torn asunder in the jugger's hellforged fangs, before fangsteiger himself was cast from the saddle and smashed beneath the chariots cruelly spiked wheels. horse and riders both fell before the devastation of the chariot's impact, and beyond all horrors the inner circle broke and were destroyed!
alongside them, the elves fared little better. the hulking hellcannon, spitting gobbets of green flame, resisted every blow from lance and sword, and suddenly the eagle princes were locked in a raging melee with the rampaging daemon engine. Khorne warriors and an exalted champion also entered the fray, and the elves fought desperately, surrounded now by foes.
Across the field, the demigryphs were devastated by the assault of the forge dragon, which swept them aside in a torrent of powerful blows, rending the noble beast asunder before sweeping onto their brother regiment, which Turned heroically to meet the threat. the monstrous brass titan slammed to the earth before them, brass and steel wings spread as the foul daemonsmith on its back reared up his creation in pride and hubris. but before the creature could strike, a ram of steel and steam slammed into he creature's flank. the Iron Fury, its engine screaming in anger had flown down the hillside like an avalanche and struck the beast with all the force of a tidal wave. metal screeched and screamed as the two metal monsters collapsed under a cloud of smoke and steam. as if in awe of the powers unleashed, the battlefield seemed to hush, until with agonising slowness, the iron fury's scorched hull emerged proudly from the wreckage. the empire machine had triumphed! The forge dragon was no more.
as if the underline the turn in fortunes, the flaming blue fireball summoned to earth by the brutish slaughtermaster finally struck. impacting the heart of the slaansehi marauder tribes, the arcane fireball decimated the marauder ranks, all but obliterating the chaos centre. as the survivors reformed, the first of the ogres arrived. towering mournfang cavalry charged forward, smashing aside the stranded khornate marauders in a heartbeat before swinging back towards sigmar's Tor. on the far flank, tyrant locky saw the destruction and was pleased. flying back into the centre of his battleine, he prepared for the slanneshi response.
his answer came swiftly, as two of the trimverate of daemons swept over the town and into the ogre leadbelchers sheltering in one of the outbuildings. incredibaly, the ogres resisted the furious assault and held, but at great cost. before the daemons could strike again the collected artillery of ironblaster and great cannon turned their fire on the mighty helganeth and struck her from the lands of the empire once and for all.
as Fangsteiger swung his glittering blade and sounded the charge again into the chaos hordes, a bestial shriek erupted from amongst the brass clad warriors. warriors, on the knife edge of rage and keen for battle recognised the warcry of the predators in theior midst, and hastily made way: a raging engine of metal and wheels emerged, stampeding headlong towards the knigth panther! with a monstrous impact, the jugger chariot slammed into fnagsteiger and his best. the noble warcat leapt at the unstoppable machine, only to be torn asunder in the jugger's hellforged fangs, before fangsteiger himself was cast from the saddle and smashed beneath the chariots cruelly spiked wheels. horse and riders both fell before the devastation of the chariot's impact, and beyond all horrors the inner circle broke and were destroyed!
alongside them, the elves fared little better. the hulking hellcannon, spitting gobbets of green flame, resisted every blow from lance and sword, and suddenly the eagle princes were locked in a raging melee with the rampaging daemon engine. Khorne warriors and an exalted champion also entered the fray, and the elves fought desperately, surrounded now by foes.
Across the field, the demigryphs were devastated by the assault of the forge dragon, which swept them aside in a torrent of powerful blows, rending the noble beast asunder before sweeping onto their brother regiment, which Turned heroically to meet the threat. the monstrous brass titan slammed to the earth before them, brass and steel wings spread as the foul daemonsmith on its back reared up his creation in pride and hubris. but before the creature could strike, a ram of steel and steam slammed into he creature's flank. the Iron Fury, its engine screaming in anger had flown down the hillside like an avalanche and struck the beast with all the force of a tidal wave. metal screeched and screamed as the two metal monsters collapsed under a cloud of smoke and steam. as if in awe of the powers unleashed, the battlefield seemed to hush, until with agonising slowness, the iron fury's scorched hull emerged proudly from the wreckage. the empire machine had triumphed! The forge dragon was no more.
as if the underline the turn in fortunes, the flaming blue fireball summoned to earth by the brutish slaughtermaster finally struck. impacting the heart of the slaansehi marauder tribes, the arcane fireball decimated the marauder ranks, all but obliterating the chaos centre. as the survivors reformed, the first of the ogres arrived. towering mournfang cavalry charged forward, smashing aside the stranded khornate marauders in a heartbeat before swinging back towards sigmar's Tor. on the far flank, tyrant locky saw the destruction and was pleased. flying back into the centre of his battleine, he prepared for the slanneshi response.
his answer came swiftly, as two of the trimverate of daemons swept over the town and into the ogre leadbelchers sheltering in one of the outbuildings. incredibaly, the ogres resisted the furious assault and held, but at great cost. before the daemons could strike again the collected artillery of ironblaster and great cannon turned their fire on the mighty helganeth and struck her from the lands of the empire once and for all.
even as their towering general fell, more foes arose to strike the hordes of the dark prince. a glittering chariot drawn by white lions raced charged into the fray. sweeping past the mounted daemonettes, the chariot headed straight for the slaanesh forces own chariot, striking it hard in the flank but failing to destroy it completely. with the chariot and gyrobombers now behind their lines, the slaaneshi forces were caught unsupported before the steady battleline of the locky and his mercenaries.