So there’s this one ruined settlement in the middle of the jungle being ignored by its neighbors. I figure it must be a Skaven town, so as I just finished up with the vampires on the coast, I send an army down there. While it’s led by a Slann, it’s an old army, basically my third stringers. How hard can it be?
We’re one turn out (fortunately not on the march), and Craventail himself pops out to attack us, and gets the ambush. As soon as the “cinematic” finishes and the ratling guns in the trees open up on us, I get the “enemy reinforcements” notification–turns out it’s two full stacks. Oh boy.
I split the skinks, sending the chameleons into the forest and the skirmishers and javelins to screen the reinforcements. The two cold one units charge from the rear into the ratling guns, jezzails, warpfire throwers, and bombardiers in the forest (maybe six units–unclear). The saurus form up on the mass of rats swarming out of the trees and the dinos start rampaging (literally and figuratively) through anyone they can find (but there are tons of halberdiers and those other weird elite polearm rats). My skink chief looks for the Craven himself.
The Slann starts laying down apotheosis as fast as he (it?) can. Then I see that, surprisingly, there’s a decent battle line formed up, and out comes the fiery convocation, upgraded, and there is much wailing and gnashing of rat-teeth. The dinos then charge home (again) and the line breaks.
By this point the reinforcements have reached the top of the hill overlooking the battle, and a catapult unit opens up. My cold ones have basically finished their first mission in the trees and have ended up on the other side of the hill, so they slam into the catapult. The rest of the army, beleaguered, forms up on the slope.
Fortunately, shortly after receiving the downhill charge, another (unupgradred) fiery convocation and dino charge sets the (lesser quality) reinforcements scurrying, already dismayed as they were by the rout of their ambushing friends. Then it’s just a matter of cleaning up the enemy skirmishers.
Heroic victory! Welcome to the jungle, baby.
(I was greatly helped by the AI’s foolish deployment of their expensive ranged and artillery units deep enough in the forest that trees blocked most of their shots. Also, the AI doesn’t do a great job handling chaotic situations. Oh yeah, and I paused a ton.)