I’m lying on the floor, looking out over the battlefield. The fighting is over. If there were smoke or mist in scape, it would lay over the field and the dead now. We leave the dead on the field and they lay in pockets where the fighting was heaviest, silent testimony to the ebb and flow of the conflict.

I almost won. I don't win a lot. But this was close.

It was a scenario we call military objectives. Each side has three objectives, out of a possible five. The other side doesn't know what you have and you don’t know what they have. I didn't try to engage my sons' forces- I focused on my objectives.

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my Romans controlling one entrance to the cave

This month's map has a bumpy green field leading into Bleakwoode, then sand dunes, with a lava stream burning through the ground near the cave system. The cave has three openings. It’s a...