This was a refight of Agincourt 1415 AD using the Dominion of the Spear solo rules.
The French commander Constable Charles d'Albret, while still organising his mounted men-at-arms for their charge, sent his dismounted men-at-arms forward against the English centre. A fierce melee ensued as both the French and English men-at-arms laid into each other with little discernible result. The Welsh longbowmen were not idle though and the second line of French foot, struggling through the mud, never reached the English line. French crossbowmen moved forward in an attempt to thin the Welsh longbowmen.
D'Albert now released his cavalry, and the nobility of France thundered forward. They managed to reach the Welshmen but were thwarted by their stakes. Over on the English right the French crossbowmen and the Welsh longbowmen exchanged shots half heartedly while in the centre the two forces of men-at-arms paused to catch their breath. It was going to be a long tiring day.
The Welsh longbowmen, with the French nobility in front of them and worth a fortune in ransom, knew exactly what to do. The remaining French infantry, a motley band if ever one saw one, moved up to try to rescue their lords. Meanwhile the men-at-arms resumed their bashing at each other, while the crossbowmen and longbowmen seemed to be having a competition as to who could make the most interesting shot.
In desperation, D'Albert urged the dregs of France onwards but it was a long way to the Welshman who were going to let no one take their prisoners from them. In the centre the French men-at-arms, probably concerned at what that own infantry might do, pushed the English men-at-arms back and found more Welsh longbowmen waiting. On the right both lots of archers stopped for a drink. Surely the battle wasn't supposed to take this long?
The French men-at-arms continued forward straight through the Welsh longbowmen, and suddenly French hopes rose. The Welsh longbowmen on the left, encumbered by prisoners, put a few arrows into the centre to no avail. On the right there was now a drinking competition.
The thirsty French men-at-arms had a choice of rescuing their fellow nobles to their right or getting a drink to their left. Simple choice really and the poor longbowmen found themselves deprived of their drinks at sword point. The remaining Welsh longbowmen fired a few arrows to show how hard working they were and then legged it with their prisoners leaving the battlefield to the French.
A long battle and victory to the French!
gets medieval.
