Spurning the offer of a couple of regiments of local troops the English began to hunt the bandits. By a series of rapid marches the British were able to trap the Bandit army before it could escape to its mountain fastness; the speed of their retreat was shown by the fact that the Bandits discarded their cannon during their flight. All was to no avail as they were trapped in a narrow valley just miles short of their mountain home. Knowing that escape was now impossible they turned like cornered rats to face the Fury of the Sons of Albion.
the bandit army deployed to cover the escape of its baggage train their flanks were well secured
but the vast open area between the armies did not bode well against the firepower of the Brits
in an attempt to bring the Brits to battle the Bandits advanced
the British waited and lashed the enemy with concentrated rifle fire
the next turn saw the bandit line begin to fall apart
with the cavalry and elephants suffering particularly badly
one elephant made it into contact and the "Devils in dresses" fought heroically;
losing four of their own but slaying the fearsome beast
elsewhere the effective British fire pined most of the bandit line
the general joined the cavalry to try to rally them
just before they took fire from the British artillery
four more were slain including the Bandit leader
(his fetish for dressing as Teddy Roosevelt will forever go unexplained now)
oblivious to the carnage to their right a unit of Ghazis charged through the woods
and caught the Boer Mounted Infantry and wiped them out to a man
they now found themselves alone and far ahead of the rest of the army
and soon felt the power of British rifles being wiped out in their turn
the rest of the bandit force slipped away into the evening gloom
Glad to see this kind of battle, beautiful troops...
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