The distant sun was low on the horizon when the French and their Martian allies commenced their advance upon the unsuspecting British.
On the right, the massed gashants of the Hill Martians pushed hard but the boys of the Royal Gashant Corps (along with a some imported regular cavalry from Earth) proved stout opponents and held their own.
In the centre, the Martians assaulted the British encampment and their bravery was met with a fierce fusillade.
With the British pinned in the centre and right, the French advanced to seize the primary objective: Liftwood!
|Sound the Advance Messieur!|