My girls and I finally had a chance to runn a battle in Piquet. It was their Greek & Celt contingent against my Persian raiding force.
I, literally and figuratively, stacked the deck against myself in the game. However, at the first of the battle my luck was exceptional. I held off a charge of my younger daughter's Celt Veterans, gained a lot of impetuous so was able to maneuver and attack multiple times with my bowmen (attacks that had very little effect, but it did make both of the girls hesitate in their attacks). I actually though that despite all the negative cards I put in my deck and the fact that their forces combined outnumbered me 4 to 3, that I may be able to hold my own and maybe win the fight.
Then my luck changed (so yes my real life dice hate me as much and map tools and roll 20) and the tide of the fight turned. My older daughter's Greek Phalanx crushed 2 of my light mercenary Egyptian units, got lucky with impetuous and cards so rushed through my steaks I put up to defend against cavalry & charges, and slammed my best armored Persians, and then her archers decimated all 3 units as the routed or fell back from the Greek block of death.
My younger daughter survived my cavalry charge into her flank, and chased off my skirmishers and pushed back the remaining light Egyptian infantry I had left. Luckily she failed a roll so her unit that was rolling up my R flank stopped and began to loot my camp in her side of the battle field ( I was smart and put out 2 camps just incase that happened) so she halted her attacks and gave me a chance to save that part of my army.
By then I knew it was time to do the wise thing and RUN AWAY with all my cavalry intact, and 1 unit of mixed archers and spearmen, and the tattered remains of 2 infantry units (and my general of course).
The girls loved it and boy are they hooked !
Of course that night, I did one of my write ups (as a letter form the general to the Persian Vizier) and filled it full of propaganda and twisting of the truth, and left it where they would find it the next morning … Boy was the younger girl MAD about what all I called her Babbling Kelti, and how I lied about selflessly destroying the camp before I tactfully retreated so she would get noting from the camp.
At the very least she is spoiling for another fight!
All in all, the girls made a few tactical errors and took a bit to get the rules down, but once they had it down it flowed nicely, and they eventually figured out good tactics with their different types of troops.
I may have to play easy on them one or 2 more times, but soon enough I'll be able to make it a fair fight and maybe have a chance of winning