The table was fairly large with the British columns coming from three directions. The Afghans' held a ruined fort in the center and a town on one table edge. I was an Afghan warlord holding the center between the town and the fort.
I couldn't stay til the end but my guys were holding up pretty well when I left them and they'd dished out plenty of grief on the British in front of them.
All the figures were supplied by Adrien, as was the table and the venue.
The Town.
The Fort.
My command.
The head of the British main column.
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