The Tau are contemplating what to do next when Grocbad leaps atop his battlewagon and yells a brilliant new strategic plan to the ladz.
“Ere we go, ere we go, ere we go!”
“YAR-HAR!” The Orks of WAAAGH Squatstompa surge forward, and the initiative is seized by the Tau alliance.
Here you can see the refused flank and how the hill should help alleviate some Chaos shooting.
A Battlewagon wall rumbles forward, followed by the Tau suits.
The Tau manage to draw a line of fire with their blast templates on an Ork Trukk.
Not only is the Trukk destroyed, but the resulting explosion scorches multiple nearby units.
Ork and Tau dakka sweep the valley, destroying multiple Ork buggies, gunning down warbikers, and even piercing the armor of the Noise Marines. As the smoke settles the damage inflicted has been substantial.
“Dat’s da way ladz, now we keelhaul ‘em and shangy high the booty! Yar-har!”
The drunk commander is pleased, and the Tau score 2 points, as well as first blood.
Chaos’ drunk commander decided to be a bit of a gakker.
“Whatever, let’s just run up an punch ‘em inna face!”
The Orks devise a counter strategy.
Though the hill prevents them shooting, it also prevents them being shot, so the Chaos and Ork forces hug the hill base as they circle in closer, eager to manage some assaults.
The biker swarm is still not much depleted.
“They iz hidin’, just like a panzee!”
“We are your allies this battle, wretched creatures,” notes one of the Tau.
“WHotever, we’ll be stompin’ you next, I reckon.”
The Orks continue forward, some of them leaping out of their Battlewagon to form a scrimmage line to protect the rest of their wagons from assault – because apparently the best way to kill a Battlewagon is to just run up and punch it whilst cannons firing laser or dark matter tend to just bounce off.
Some of the Battlewagons got singed by sonic attacks through the thick cover, but are all still operational enough to keep chugging ahead.
The Tau continue to treat the Orks like Kroot – which, actually, is about the right tactical treatment when you think about it.
Suicide melta suits and Ork warbuggies continue forward intot he shattered Chaos flank, finishing off the straggled survivors.
The Tau suicide melta suits are rather amazed that they were not dropped into the middle of an army and told to shoot a vehicle in the back shortly before being stabbed and shot to death by overwhelming numbers. Surely these are the legendary times of wine, women, and song!
Tau shooting almost wipes out the Noise Marines, but the Blastmaster hangs on.
The goal for Chaos is to now chew through the Ork lines to get at those crunchy Tau bits.
The Firewarriors are left spread out on the left flank to try to impede assaults.
They have become honorary Kroot!
“Keep yer heads low ladz, and prepare to repel boarders!”
Morderand cackles as he herds his Spawn forward, knowing that he simply has to get ahold of the Tau commander to end this farce of a battle.
Tankbustas, Dreads, and Ork Bikers move forward, eager to maul Orks and smash wagons.
Buggies and more warbikes move in to support their play.
A lone Squatstompa buggy is sacrificed to the Drunk Commander gawds for a point.
The thin Ork line holds up enough from shooting to obligate the Biker Boss to assault into them as opposed as into the Battlewagons. The bikes maul the shoota ladz easily enough and claim the hill top.
Snarf-snarf does manage an assault on another wagon, ripping it apart and exposing the Ork ladz and Warboss inside.
The roar of the Helldrake is only equaled by the eager yelling of the tankbustas who “git on its sixies” and begin launching multiple rokkits at it.
Sadly for them, the Lootas are the ones who claim the beast, and quickly rush towards the wreckage with some blue paint to seal the deal and rub it in the Tankbustas’ faces.
“Oi, you blew up me lucky blue battlewagon! That’s a stompin’!”
The ladz assault the bikes, and give them a propah thrashing.
More shooting is lobbed at the bikes, who jink and swerve trying to survive it.
The Tau rush forward, focusing an obscene amount of their shooting on Morderand’s unit, blowing away the spawn before their Commander leaps forward to spray plasma rounds into the fell Chaos warcheif. Morderand laughs as he absorbs the blasts and vows to rip the Tau commander’s head from his shoulders.
Shoving his Nob in front of Snarf-snarf (who promptly cleaves him apart) the Warboss then stabs the biker boss in the back to win the brawl, with only a few ladz left standing, he promptly declares it a grand victory and orders a painting made to commerate the glorious affair.
The Chaos lines are thinned from the shooting and assaults.
“By the Etherals, the creature still lives! Fall back!” M’yen Mont’yr leaps back behind some Orks and calls in his unit to defend themselves as best they are able.
I don’t think they can get to me now…
“Okay, I am randomly going to sit on the hilly-top, per orders. Dis will ‘elp us win!”
The Chaos blastmaster shots are keeping up a solid peppering of the Tau forces, a continual thorn in their side as they ignore cover and chew up vehicles and infantry alike.
John’s twinlinked Ork shooting at the Tau performs about as expected for John.
The question becomes, how to manage to get the Chaos Warlord into assault with the Tau Commander to murder him and snag some boku points.
The Ork warbikers are given the job of shooting up and murdering everything between Morderand and M’yen.
Someone also needs to shoot up the Firewarriors, to allow a warbike charge to suck off the intervening Tau suits.
The shooting does well, and the Orks celebrate.
The bikes manage a 10” charge…
Will it be enough…?
Yes! The Orks have done their part, now all they have to do is walk through the Tau overwatch and the plan can work!
KRACK!
The lone straggling Tau firewarrior, forgotten as a joke, raises his rifle and executes the lead Ork warbiker.
The Orks now will fail their charge.
It is announced that this firewarrior will receive a promotion for the next game.
Unable to assault, Morderand and his forces are left to withdraw in defeat, as the Tau claim the field.
“For the Greater Good, we have accomplished the impossible.”
“Yar-har, panzee!”
M’yen Mont’yr rallies his forces and prepares for the landing craft to descend. The Tau have now gained their foothold, soon they will meet the forces of Chaos in war and push them from this planet.
The Tau win!
) representing a Tau expansionary force’s assault on a Chaos controlled planet, with both sides dealing with the rather large available Ork population as mercenaries. More information and future battle reports will all be linked to the Master Campaign thread, if you want that, click here;
