Saturday, October 27, 2012

Battle of Ulrichstein

The Winter is fast approaching and the Imperials make a last effort to remove the Rechburg Army from Ulrichstein

This is chapter 5 in the Rechburg Story

 The Ulrichstein War

Prince Wilhelm and his small Rechburg/Flensburg Army had crossed the Ulrichstein border some three days ago. The long lines of Protestant refugees were a serious problem on the first day in that they impeded the advance of the Protestant army, however by the second day the number of refugees began to thin; Wilhelm presumed that it simply meant that after 3 weeks all the people that could flee the Catholic persecution had already done so.
Perhaps more than anything it was the carnage that he and his men advanced through that impressed them the most. Wilhelm had mentally steeled himself for the sights of war, but nothing he had been told or seen could have prepared him for this.
Many of the roads were littered with bodies, it was clear where some refugees had simply been run down and slaughtered by cavalry, the trail of bodies in some cases in neat rows. Villages and hamlets often had bodies hanging from trees or Protestant churches had been destroyed along with what were obviously Protestant properties. On every occasion when they asked who did this the answer was the same “Diocese Guard”.
Wilhelm worried that when he and his army came across the Guard he would have trouble restraining his men so strong was the energy for revenge. He was not even sure that he wanted to restrain them, it just didn’t seem possible that humans could do this to another for any reason but in the name of God it just lost all reason.

On the evening of the third day they arrived at the town of Dreburg in central Ulrichstein. Wilhelm’s army settled around the pretty little town settled in the Vimarce Valley. Before the cold winters of the previous decade this valley had been a rich wine producing area, the Vimarce wines were renowned throughout out Europia.
Now the valley was deserted the vines and orchards that once were so plentiful had all gone, the farms and chateaus where the wealthy wine producers lived were all burnt out ruins. It was not a pretty little valley anymore; it was a place of death and destruction.
Wilhelm was walking amongst his men as they made camp and his own headquarters tent was still being erected. He liked to use these periods to see his men and be seen by them. He would stop and chat with them, sometimes share in a cup of broth or tea.
He used these occasions to explain to his men the purpose of their mission, he wanted to be sure that they understood it was vital that they show restraint when confronted with the Diocese Guard and even if they entered Catholic areas which they must surely do soon, they do not seek to take revenge out on the catholic population.

While Wilhelm was talking over events of the last few days with a Sergeant in the Rechburg Grenadier Regiment he noticed Major Westerman now Colonel Westerman approaching, with him he had a rather bedraggled gentleman. Wilhelm finished his talk with the sergeant with a friendly pat on the shoulder, other men bowed while some saluted, each time Wilhelm stopped for a friendly word. Slowly Wilhelm made his way through the enthusiastic men towards the Colonel who now had stopped and was standing nearby and clearly waiting for him.

“Colonel, it is good to see you”
The Colonel bowed and then turned with a arm outstretched towards the gentleman beside him,
“Sire I would like to present Mayor Luttichau, he is or was mayor of Banford, the next town on our march to Ulrichsburg.”
Mayor Luttichau bowed,
“It is a honour and indeed privilege to meet you Sire, I had hoped for many years that one day we would be liberated from the Bishops terror and finally that day has come.”

Prince outstretched his hand and shook that of the Mayor. “Mayor Luttichau I too have longed for the day when we could ride to help our brethren here in Ulrichstein”.
He looked at Colonel Westerman and the Mayor and said “Come gentlemen lets prepare to my quarters, I am sure we have much to discuss.

The three men made their way through the throng of soldiery until they finally reached the Princes tent, he entered first and was pleased to find all his equipment and furniture was in place, his new aide Major Cota was finishing placing the last pieces of writing implements on the Princes writing desk. Wilhelm pointed to some seats beside the camp table,
“Please gentlemen be seated, “he then turned to Major Cota, “Major please could you make sure we have some food available for Mayor Luttichau?”

“Now Gentlemen I presume there is some reason you wish to see me?”

Major Westerman looked at the Mayor and then said
“Sire the Hapburgian army is in Ulrichsburg”.

Wilhelm felt his heart leap, “You mean the Bishops army surely Colonel.”
Before the Colonel could answer Mayor Luttichau spoke up.
“No sire, the Bishop has gone from Ulrichstein, he was dismissed by Prince Ferdinand who has taken over from the Bishop, and the Prince arrived in Ulrichsburg with his army yesterday.”

Prince Wilhelm looked at Colonel Westerman for a moment, then said; “Colonel would you please go to Prince Styrum’s tent and ask him to join us.”

While the colonel was away Prince Wilhelm pulled his chair closer to the Mayor,
“So you say he and his army arrived in Ulrichsburg yesterday, can you tell me where there are now and how many men he has with him”

The Mayor started to weep; tears were slowly trickling down his cheeks.
“Sire this last 12 months have been extremely hard for my people as well as myself, we have had all manner of tortures and privations done to us, I lost my dear wife to starvation and my son and daughter both just children were hung by the Diocese Guard before my eyes, they say as a lesson to me to ensure my obedience. But Sire when I saw the Catholic army arrive yesterday I just panicked and I am ashamed to say now when I had the first opportunity, I ran. I knew your army was to the north somewhere so I stole a horse and rode as fast as I could to warn you. But in doing that Sire I am sorry I have failed you, I didn’t think, I should have thought to stay and learn more.”

Wilhelm placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, “No Mr. Luttichau you have done me a huge service, one I can assure you I will not forget. Without your warning we may have found ourselves in a bad place, now at least we can prepare”.

Colonel Westerman and Prince Styrum arrived at the entrance to the Prince’s quarters; they could see the mayor was struggling to compose himself. Major Cota followed them into the tent, he asked
“Sire I have an evening meal being prepared now, will you be joining the officers or should I have meals brought in here”
Wilhelm stood up and said “Major please take Mayor Luttichau and find him some comfortable quarters, give him a chance to rest and bath, Prince Styrum and I will join the officers and the Mayor for a meal later.”

The mayor left lead by Major Cota while Colonel Westerman made to leave as well,

“Colonel please stay if you will” Wilhelm said, and then pointed to the chairs, “Gentlemen as you know we have a problem”.

Wilhelm made his way over to the writing desk, from one of the draws he pulled out a map, he returned to his seat and placed the map on the floor between them.

“I truly didn’t expect the Emperor to move so quickly, however in doing so he has caught us well before I expected to have to fight any Imperial forces.”
He looked at the two men, then rose from the chair and started pacing.
“Colonel the first thing is we need is information, tonight I want you to send out strong patrols out to Banford and if possible Ulrichsburg. I desperately need information because as of now all I know is there is an enemy army in front of us and we don’t know how strong, where they are going or even what they are doing.”

Prince Styrum looked at the map,
“Willy this valley is a perfect place to fight in, some good defensive features, but all that will account for nothing if the Imperial Army outnumbers us too much, and thus would it not be better to pull back, make them extend their supply lines.”

Wilhelm nodded in agreement, “Yes I know Hans, it may be better if we pull back, even make sense to do so; but as of now I don’t even know if what the mayor was telling us is true or accurate. I just can’t believe they got here so soon, knowing it has taken three days for us to get here how the hell have the Imperials got so far so quickly. Good God the last we heard and obviously that may have been old news, they were in Eisleben down in Wartenburg on maneuvers; so how the hell did an army on maneuvers become an army marching to war in a matter of 2 weeks or so.”
Wilhelm stretched his legs out, and then looking to Colonel Westerman he says,
“We need information Andre”
Wilhelm stood up as Colonel Westerman rose and prepared to leave,
“Push hard Andre, I need some answers; and for god’s sake make sure your piquet’s are awake tonight”.

Colonel Westerman saluted and said
“Sire I will push as far as Ulrichsburg myself and don’t worry about my men being not being on their guard, this damned valley is making them nervous anyway. Rumour is it is haunted by the ghosts of the murdered Protestants.”

Hans sat back and began loading a pipe, “Well if the Protestant souls are restless now, they are going to be a might annoyed with us when we send them a host of Catholic souls in a day or so.”

Colonel Westerman smiled, bowed and left, Wilhelm picked up his hat and said to Hans
“Well my friend let us go and have a damned good supper, it could be the last chance for a good meal for a few days”.

Prelude to battle:

The Rechburg Cavalry found the Imperial army near a small village called Hamelin, just a few miles North West of Ulrichsburg. Messages were sent back and within an hour Prince Wilhelm, Prince Styrum and Colonel Westerman arrived with a large Cavalry escort.
Wilhelm listened to the reports that indicated the Imperials were for the moment still in Ulrichsburg, though they were preparing to move; however what concerned Wilhelm more was he learnt he was considerably outnumbered. Oddly the reports also indicated that the Imperials were resupplying the men directly from the warehouses, which considering the small distance they had just marched from the capital Quedinburg did seem rather odd.
It then occurred to Wilhelm how the Imperials had managed to move so quickly, they had no baggage train, so the Imperials were literally living hand to mouth and needed the supplies in Ulrichsburg to sustain their presence. It also explained how they could move so quickly, they weren’t constrained by the slow moving bullocks on the Baggage train. Perhaps all they carried were the ammunition caissons and possibly small amounts of fodder and food.

Looking around him he surveyed the country side.

Hamelin itself was nothing more than a small village on the main road from Ulrichsburg to Dreburg, the country side itself did have several aspects to commend itself as a defensive position, thus Wilhelm pointed to a rise to west of the road.
“I want to go up there and see what we can do with what is here; if we cannot defend here we will fall back to Dreburg and defend there.”

Prince Wilhelm shortly later mounted the ridge which he later found out was called Weise Ridge, from its summit he had an excellent view across the large valley before him.

He dismounted from his horse, and strode along the ridge line, occasionally looking through his glass at a particular distant point. His staff officers remained where he had left his horse, waiting for him to return with a decision. Leopold would stand for a few minutes then move some more or occasionally look up at the threatening clouds rolling in.

In an instant Leopold strode briskly back to the group, taking the horse by the reins he swung himself up into the saddle, looking around the men with he said,
“We will fight here”.

With the decision made the hustle and bustle of an army deploying for battle would soon begin. Colonel Westerman and Major Cota began to set up a small camp table so they could spread a map out for the Prince to determine where he was placing units.
Already dispatch riders were riding back down the road to Dreburg to hurry the units forward, `Colonel Johann Dalberg Commander of the 1st Brigade and Brigade General Ferdinand Bohn of the 2nd Brigade rode up the slope to together, Prince Leopold stepped away from the throng of staff men as they busied themselves getting things ready, he greeted the two commanders warmly, they were after all old friends of his.
“Johann you old rouge, it is good to see you,” Colonel Dalberg bowed, then the Prince turned to greet his onetime tutor and friend Brigade General Bohn; “Ferdinand how is it you still as young and trim as always, damned if I know how you do it.”

General Bohn bowed and replied “Oh sire it’s a mixture of good clean living and a handful of well placed lies, no secret really.”

“Well Gentlemen come with me while these gentlemen make things ready, I will explain where I want you”.
The three men followed their Prince along the ridge to where they had a good view out over the plain.

“Johann I want your 1st brigade over there on the other side of the village, along those hedgerows I should think would be ideal. Put your 9 pounders up on that Hill which I am told is called Peyton Hill. Your task will be to watch the centre as I expect the Imperials will try to work their way either through or round Willow woods. You will need to be weary of your left flank, but I will have Colonel Westerman’s 1st Cav Brigade out there to help. I will leave the placement of units up to you, you know your men best.”

 He turned to General Bohn “Ferdinand, I want you down there along those hedges with your Jager in Weise Wood. Now your front is too long to cover entirely, so I want you to concentrate on forming up behind Weise Wood and below us here, you will have the 12 pounders up here to support you. You will also have Colonel Beecke out to the Right with the 2nd Cavalry Brigade.”

He looked over behind him  and saw the staff officers had finished placing a map table, the other field commanders were all arriving for a briefing so he indicated to his two subordinates that they should join them.

He made his way to the map, swiveled it around so it was facing him correctly and looking up at them said,
“Gentlemen its mighty cold up here at the moment, but in a few hours it’s likely to be as hot as hell all over this area.
Now then, the situation is as follows; the Imperials are moving up along that road over there just behind Britton ridge, so I feel it’s fair to say unless they are intending to take their time and maneuver all over the place, the main attack will come from the area between Britton ridge and Willow Ridge.
I believe they will screen Weise wood with light troops and push through the gap between Weise and Willow woods, in other words use their numbers to smash through our centre. Now gentlemen as you know we are outnumbered in infantry possibly by as much as more than 4,000 possibly more, so it is likely this will be an attrition battle; so for god’s sake keep a tight control of your men and keep them under cover.
I do not want units doing solo counter charges and sure as hell do not want the cavalry going on mad pursuits unless I order it. Is that clear?”
The men nodded, all understanding that this was a crucial battle.

Leopold looked up as the rumble of guns came louder as the Battery of large 12 pounders rolled up onto the crest , General Bohn broke away momentarily to indicate where the battery commander should set up. Leopold walked a few steps to the back edge of the crest, down below he could see a long line of Rechburg troops marching up from Dreburg.
“Alright Gentlemen I see your units are arriving I will let you get back to your commands.”
He walked over to Colonel Cota
“Will you get hold off the commander of the 6pdr battery and tell him I want his battery down below, straddling across the roadway on the northern side of the village. and possibly he could place them behind barricades, just in case the Imperials try to make a dash for the town, I doubt they will but a little insurance won’t go astray.”
The Colonel saluted and made off to find the battery commander, Leopold turned to see the 12 pounders unlimbering on the far edge of the ridge. He strode forward and he could see his army forming up for battle, as he surveyed the battlefield he could not help but feel very apprehensive. He had wide open flanks and too few troops to guarantee he could hold the centre. He just reasoned with himself that he would have to play the cards dealt and hope the Imperials did as he wanted them too.

On the Imperial Side

                                                    The Imperials arrive on the table

The Imperials arrive - on the left Weise Wood can be seen and on the right Willow wood. The gap between was where the main attack would be directed.

The Imperial commander rode up the slopes of Britton Ridge with him he had his brigade commanders, General Keinmayer of the 1/1 Brigade, Spiedal of the 2/1 Brigade, Feurstein of 3/1 Brigade, General Romer of the 4th Wartenburg Inf brigade. The cavalry commanders Gen Buccow the cavalry Divisional commander, General Hube the heavy cavalry brigade commander and Jeschonek the Light cavalry commander were with their troops screening the deployment of the Imperial Infantry, he would  talk with them later.

Prince Ferdinand dismounted from his horse; taking his telescope from a cylindrical holster on the saddle he surveyed the Valley below. His commanders similarly came forward, the group each using a glass to study the battlefield.
General Hube was watching the Rechburgians unlimber a 12 pounder battery on the hill opposite; the maps had named it as Weise Ridge. As he was watching the gunners haul the guns he noticed a solitary figure step to the edge of the crest beside the guns, he recognized the man immediately.
He said quietly, almost as if he was afraid to disturb the man,
“On the ridge opposite, Prince Wilhelm”, the whole group swung their glasses around to study the figure, who seemed to be watching some activity at the base of Weise ridge.
“So there he is, well Gentlemen we must not disturb his study as we have work of our own to complete.”
Almost as he said that there was a distant rumble, all looked to the south wondering was that artillery, but then it came again, thunder.
Prince Ferdinand turned and looked at his generals.
“Very well Gentlemen this is the situation, we are here, and the enemy is over there, and very soon a storm is going to come down on us all, now we can withdraw before the storm arrives or we can do this business before it arrives.
What do you recommend?”

All suggested that they attack immediately, most suggested though the storm sounded close, they realised it was still several hours away. Since the Rechburgian force seemed so puny, they all reasoned it wouldn’t take too long to deal with.
Prince Ferdinand took a map from one of his aides, he unfolded it on the ground and all crouched down to see and hear the Princes plan.
“Very well Gentlemen we don’t have time for finesse, that storm will cut the day short and I don’t want to be halfway through a fancy move when it arrives, so we will attack frontally, relying on our weight of numbers to split the Rechburgian force in two.”
He looked over at General Feurstein,
“General you will launch the opening phase of our assault using your 3rd Brigade, now I’m also giving you the jager battalions from the other 3 Brigades to boost your force. Use the Jagers to clear the enemy out of Weise wood, for god’s sake don’t get involved in the woods with your line troops, they will only get disorganised in there and you will only end up in a shambles. Simply push in with the 3 jager Battalions and secure the woods. Your Line troops will ensure the Rechburgians don’t try pushing around the edge of the woods, so essentially I need that forest secure for the next phase.”
Looking at General Keinmayer
“Otto you will launch your Grenadiers between Weise wood and Willow wood, the objective being to push the Rechburgians off the hedge line just south of Willow woods. Once you have done that General Spiedal will use his Brigade to roll through your lines and drive the Rechburgians away from the village.”
The prince stood up, easing the backs of his knees, the other generals also rose, almost in unison.
He turned to General Romer,
“Hans you will be our reserve initially, but once the Grenadiers have broken the Rechburgians behind Willow wood you will push down the road and clear that battery and the village. By then gentlemen I expect the battle will be won and the young Rechburgian Pub will be sent home with his tail between his legs.”
“Now any questions?”
General Romer asked, “What of our cavalry Sire?”

The Prince nodded, “Well as much of the Rechburgian line is behind obstacles and I don’t want to risk cavalry attacks against the infantry that are protected by those blasted hedges, the cavalry will be used in a diversionary role out to our right, they will also be tasked to ensure the Rechburgian cavalry don’t threaten our own infantry.”

The generals each now knew their roles and objectives,
“Very well Gentlemen I will leave you to deal with your commands, good luck and good hunting.”

Each of them made their way to their horses and rode off.

Ferdinand stood gazing at Weise wood, it all depends on that wood, if the Rechburgians hold it, and they will create a choke point on our advance, so we must take it. Once more he studied the woods, but the terrain was too dense and rough to make out any enemy units in there, but Ferdinand knew they were there.

The Battle Commences

   The Rechburg positions, Weise Woods in the centre, will woods to the right.

The entire Imperial army marched forward, the cavalry riding over Willow ridge and spreading out to the right. The infantry advanced in blocks of Brigades, the 3 jager battalions crept cautiously forward towards the woods.
The first Rechburgian reaction was from the 12pdr battery up on Weise Ridge, it opened up on the Jager battalions and immediately started to inflict casualties. That Rechburgian artillery was to keep a constant and incredibly accurate fire throughout the battle.

The Imperial close in on Weise Wood

Despite the Jagers being hit by artillery fire the advance continued, 2 of the jager battalions started firing into the woods, but they had no real targets to shoot at; however the responding reply from the Rechburg Jagers in the woods was devastating, in the initial volley over 100 jager casualties were suffered.
General Feurstein was watching the exchange of fire between Rechburg Jagers and his own; it was he quite depressing that despite outnumbering the Rechburgians he was losing. So he ordered the 9th and 19th Line battalions to charge and clear the edge of the woods, hopefully that way he could insert the Jagers into the woods so they could fight on equal terms in regard to terrain, and then his greater number of Jagers would be telling.

The two battalions went, however they suffered casualties from heavy fire from the enemy Jagers despite that they still hit home anyway, the melee was short and violent and the Imperial Battalions were pushed back in some disorder, each battalion losing around 100 men.

Feurstein was now getting quite frustrated, the other Brigades instead of waiting behind his were still trying to push forward, and they were also sliding to the right to hide from the 12pd battery up on the ridge behind the woods.
3 times General Feurstein ordered his battalions forward and three times they rebounded back each time the disorder in units was increasing because of the congestion.  It was clear that the enemy force in the woods were no ordinary line, and in fact it wasn’t until midway through the battle before Feurstein found out the enemy battalion in there were Guard Jagers.
The main difficulty for General Feurstein was every time any of his units rebounded back from the woods, they were disordering not only his own battalions but other battalions from the other Brigades.

The Imperial attack on Weise wood and the hedgeline behind willow wood.
Note the congestion of Imperial units.

From up on Britton Hill Prince Ferdinand wondered what the hell was wrong with his Generals today, he wondered why the hell they were cramming in so tight, it was a recipe for disaster and he knew he had to go down there and sort it out.

Out on the right flank the Imperial cavalry rode down the forward slopes of Willow ridge, easily crossed the hedges and slowly inched their way forward, they finally found they had ridden too close when the Rechburg 9pdr battery began firing on them and within 10 minutes 50 troopers of the 5th Imperial Dragoon regiment were casualties, the Imperial Cavalry pulled back out of range and took no further part in the battle.

Meanwhile down between Weise and Willow woods Prince Ferdinand was creating some cohesion between the mass of Imperial Battalions. He ordered General Feurstein to stop the attacks on the woods, instead to simply mask them while the main attack goes in on the hedge line just behind Willow woods.
Ferdinand then rode over to general Keinmayer, ordering him to move his Grenadiers across the road and hit the Rechburgian Battalion on the right end of the line.

                                                   The attacks on Weise Woods continue

It took about 15 minutes for Keinmayer to get his units moving, most of that time was trying to get the refugees from Feinstein’s brigade out of the way.
They were fired on by the 6pdr Battery as they crossed the road, as well as the 9pdr battery up on Peyton Hill, before the 1st battalion even closed on the enemy infantry they had suffered 50 dead, however they charged in but were repulsed and fled back in disorder. Meanwhile the 2nd battalion also hit the same enemy Battalion and was also repulsed losing 100 men and retreating back in disorder.
The 1st imperial Grenadiers charged again and hit the Rechburgian line and once more they were repulsed. Keinmayer was finding the hedge lines were practically fortress walls and his men simply were not making any headway, every time a man clambered up over the hedge he was shot down.
The Rechburg artillery was also constantly pounding his and Feurstein brigades and it was in Feinstein’s battalions that the rout began. First the 10th battalion broke it had lost 300 men out of the 700 that it began the day with and the survivors simply could not take anymore. Then the 18th jagers and 1st Line battalion which were reorganising got swept up in the rout and they too fled. It was at this time that the grenadiers were being repulsed from the hedge line so the whole army started drifting backwards, most seeking refuge in willow woods.

Prince Ferdinand was alarmed that as he rode past willow wood he noticed the woods were literally full of broken battalions, the men seeking cover from the Rechburg artillery.
Then to make matters worse the rains started and it was at that point with about a third of his army routing or broken Prince Ferdinand decided he would make no more progress against the Rechburg line, he ordered his army to withdraw which they did covered by the cavalry and 2/1 and the 4th Wartenburg Infantry Brigades which had suffered little by way of casualties but simply had been unable to effectively fight because of the general disorder around Willow and Weise woods.
The Imperial force ended the day with approximately 1500 men dead, almost 1,000 from Feurstein’s Brigade alone. The Imperial army made its way from the battlefield in the ever increasing heavy rain.

On the Rechburg Side
For Leopold this had been quite a simple battle, in fact remarkably only 2 battalions were involved in the battle that is apart from the artillery. The Guard Jager Battalion had repulsed and broken an entire enemy Brigade as well as units from other Brigades. The 3rd battalion from the 1st Brigade had repulsed the Imperial Grenadier Brigade, quite a feather in its cap.
Leopold decided to ride down to the Jagers to congratulate them, on arriving he found the men were exhausted, a particularly large knot of men were gathered a little way back from the forest edge so he made his way there.
The men stepped aside as he approached, Leopold was shaken to see his old friend and Tutor General Ferdinand  laying on a cape, his arm badly shattered, already a group of men were making a stretcher to carry him back to the hospital line.
Leopold knelt down beside his old friend, General Ferdinand tried to rise but Leopold gently placed a hand on his chest,
“You take it easy Otto; we will get you back and taken care off”.
General Ferdinand asked, “How did we do Sire?”
“My friend we won a great victory and very large part of it was due to you and these men of yours,” he looked up at the wet, exhausted men gathered around, many carrying light wounds.
“You are all heroes, and the Herzogtum will know of this day and the battle of Hamelin will be a battle of honour for the Guard Jagers to remember”.
He looked at the men who were now lifting their General onto the stretcher, Leopold said “Take him back to my tent, my surgeon will take care of him”.

Players comment
This battle was an odd contest to fight, the Imperials had decided time was against them and a straight frontal attack would carry the day for them, after all they had the numbers. The two woods Willow and Weise became a choke point for the main attack and perhaps in that was their undoing, especially with units routing while others were trying to move forward the congestion was horrible at times.
Another interesting aspect was no Rechburg unit moved except 2 cavalry regiments that moved out of the line, and further more as already mentioned only two battalions were ever in contact with the Imperials.
The Imperil lost 1500 men, Rechburg 50. The great difference being caused by attacking Guard (rated veterans) units in dense woods with a hedgerow around it was a tough call, the other being the difficulty in storming the hedgerows.
The final telling point was the Rechburg artillery fire; every time they fired they caused significant damage to units due to the very unusual high die rolls.


  1. Ye Gods! The basic attack plan seems sound enough, looking at the battle map. But it seems the Imperialists were in too all-fired a hurry and tripped over themselves in the execution. With due preparation it might well have worked.

    This looks like a sizeable action, with the Rechburgers well prepared. Not one of Archduke Ferdinand's better days methinks! The pictures look spectacular, but!

  2. Yes you are Right Ion, the Prince had a bad day and we were both surprised how hard it was to move Rechburg units off the hedge-lines; however Rechburg will take the victory.
    It now means the situation in Ulrichstein is very fluid, well will be after the winter; at the moment the situation is frozen.