Quite predictably, the Confederates brought the game to a successful conclusion on the eleventh turn. The chips were once again amazingly kind to them. It didn't help that the Union lost two flag tokens due to loss of morale points.
The first chip drawn was for the leader of the four groups of rebels on the left flank. He wanted to realign his formation to face the Union infantry that had taken up position on his flank. He'd need to get a high roll to be able to do so, due to the number of inches that would be subtracted due to shock. He rolled a "12!"
Two Confederate flags were drawn and then the chip for the other large rebel formation came up. His men fired at the handsome zouaves in front of them and added to their misery, though not enough to force any "bad thing that happened" rolls.
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| The Confederate line explodes with yet another volley. |
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| The scene from behind the zouaves' position. |
At last, a Union chip was drawn. A weak volley was poured into the disorganized Louisian Tigers. A bit more shock was added, but not enough to make a difference.
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The last gasp of the Union cause.
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| Too little, too late. |
Two more Confederate flags were pulled, for a total of four. The Virginians on the left cashed them in to fire at the wavering units in blue confronting them. When the smoke cleared, Berdan's men were fleeing, and the other formation was broken with one group being forced back three inches due to more shock than men remaining. The Union morale fell to zero. The game was over. The Southern lads had won the day, though at a high cost.
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| I really like this church. It adds so much to the atmosphere of the game. |
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| The barn and farmhouse do as well. |
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| A final shot from behind the rebel line. |
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