Nids vs Daemonhunters - Epic Horror

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Παράθεση :

Hi all! A couple of weeks ago our local club run a tour, and had chosen to field a monstrous army with my Tyranids (reference : 1500 Cheapzilla or something like that). Allthough the overall score was not something memmorable, my opponents' looks were a thing to remember. Thus, I decided to field again a tyranid army, quite the opposite than the 'zilla. I fielded 158 wounds, using almost every cheapy in the list.
A small unit reference is here:
32 horma, 24 spine, 16 terma, 8 devourergant, 10 swarms, 12 stealers, 9 warriors (6 scythe/rend, 2 scythe/scythe, 1 scythe/strangler), 6 warriors (fly, 4 scythe/rend, 1 scythe/scythe, 1 scythe/strangler), 3 zoanthropes (synapse, scream).

Of course, I had never had any delusions of grandeur with this lits, I thought only of the "scenematic horror" mentioned in one of the codexes. And, as far as the "horror" is concerned... true, to the very last letter.

First game of the tour, and the day dawned ugly. Opponents drafting, and I get a daemonhunter. Land Raider - No way to open that can with this smelly old list. "Oh, whatevah" methinks, "You'z gonna chomp the rest". And adding Insult to Injury... scenario & deployment: Annihilate / Dawn of War.

My opponent sets up his two 7-man troops close together at one edge, and passes on to me. In order to keep myself and my easy frags alive long enough, I hold everything in reserve, to organise one large wave, allthough that might have been a Hive Mind directive.

As was expected, my mate places the rest of the force: Land raider with termi-nasty and Stern, couple of dreads, a vindicare and an inquisitor just for fun.
'The night was coming to an end soon, the first signs of dawn not far away. "Night is at it's darkest just before dawn, brothers" the yung brother-Justicar voxed. It seamed ages ago, his time in training. The firing rites, administering the prayer of cleansing to his equipment afterwards. "Justicar! - Our sensors indicate massive heat signals advancing on your position. Possition yourselves to the ruined Shrine, we are allready on the way. ETA six minutes." Brother-Captain Stern's voice was commanding and calm at the same time. "Acknowledged. Proceeding to the objective." Using the squad vox, the Justicar relayed the order, and his battle brothers covered the distance in less than a minute. "Installation Secure" came the formal responce from the leader of the seccond squad. "Brother-Captain, Perimeter established. We await fur-" he was cut short as a single word filled the vox "Contact". As the Justicar looked over the ruined wall, he wandered if he would ever speak the cleansing prayers again. "I am the Hammer..."

First turn the daemonhunters arived at the same corner of the table as the troops, the land raider and a dread (p/fist & assault c) holding the most middle-wise area, the vindicare and the inquisitor joining the troops and another dread (las/miss) rushing in from the corner.

I deployed the spinegaunds in a long line, covering half the board as living meatshields. The left side (table edge) was full of warriors, and going midwise, stealers, zoanthropes, flywarriors, hormagaunds, termagant. The swarms and devourers behind the mass of warriors, as they are very vulnerable kill points vs DH (swarms instant death by .. ahem. everything.) The run routine found my horde moving as far as 10 inches from the board edge.

On the seccond turn, the DH tried to dwindle the onrushing horde of spinegants, without much success. The lascannons hit and wounded a couple of Zoanthropes that went to ground and failed miserably. I guess the ground had thornes, both got a wound. The inquisitor decided to use some funny shooting psychic power, which resulted in 0 dead gaunts and 1 perils wound at him. I don't blame him thought, the sight of the nids is scary.

Again, all of the 'nids run forwards screaming "icecreaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam". Still out of range.

Turn three found the hunter shooting some more at the tyranids, finishing off the two zoanthropes and reduced some more the rushing spines and took a few shots at the warriors.

This time, while the hormagaunts were in range to charge, but I decided I can wait another turn. Big mistake.

"Brother-Captain, the situation is grim. Our aim is true, and our weapons blessed with the emperor's vengeance, but the targets are more than our bullets. Moreover, the inquisitor has suffered shock from his contact with the empyrian and is semiconcious. Requesting tactical advice." The situation was grim indeed. The monsters were paces away, row upon row of ugly drooling 6-limbed death bounding over at alarming speed. "Brother Justicar, there is one tactic known for situations like this. When in doubt, go forward. For the Emperor, Justicar". The land raider's doors opened, and like one the captain and his squad emerged, a wall of faith upon which the tide of impurity would be broken. Storm bolters roaring over the cleansing promethium, the terminators charged and were consumed in a vortex of tendrils and talons. No more than ten secconds later, a blinding ball of light surrounded the monsters, and every breathing soul had to look away. When the effects faded, the tsunami was reduced to no more than a reminder of a wave, allthough the terminators were no longer six.

Turn four found the DH advancing onto the shield of spinegant and wiping them out almost completely. Almost. Two survived, only to allow the terminators to charge them and combine the charge to 32 hormagaunts. One terminator fell, and Stern got a wound for his efforts. I think I removed about 7 hormagants, before the holocaust. In the end, only 4 gaunts remained. The raider and the vindicare shot down the 3rd zoanthrope.
As a retaliation, the stealers and flywarriors run for the terminators, in ordier to rend Stern. Needless to say, we killed stern, but no more than that, and I was rewarded with falling down to 50% of unit strength. The onfoot warriors charged 7 grey knights, and faired considerably bad.

Long story cut short, the rest of the Grey Knights wiped to the last wound my nids. Though I think they lost cause of having an out-of-place warshout.

C yaz,
K

Παράθεση :

all of the 'nids run forwards screaming "icecreaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam". Still out of range.

lol


poor Grey Knights :S

Κώστα Χώστα πες αλεύρι... Ένας DH σε γυρεύει.Και ναι ακόμα περιμένω να δω τι κάνει εκείνο το νέο σου nid.Στο χώμα βγαίνει?Σε λάθος τραπέζι όμως ε?

Εγω λεω να πείτε και οι δύο αλεύρι, μιας που και τους δύο η imperial guard σας γυρεύει !!

Τρίχες κατσαρές, κάτσε να βγει το κοινό codex: Inquisition και θα σου πω εγώ μετά που θα πάνε τα νιδια... Πάσχα θα κάνουμε!

Ρε Τσέλιο παίζεις και 40κ????

θα γίνει κι αυτό, βιάζεται κανείς?

Ο Λέκκας....
είμαι σίγουρος....

Αμα βιάζεται πολύ να δώκει κανα φράγκο, γιατι ο τζάμπας πέθανε, και ο γιος του δεν δανείζει πια

Πήγαινε ¨ΟΠΛΟΝ¨! Ο Λέκκας αφήνει μινιατούρες για όποιον θέλει να αρχίσει 40άντα, εγώ άρχισα Tyranids...δεν ξέρω πόσους πόντους έχω πήρα όσα χώραγε η σακούλα

έχεις κλειδιά? να φέρω σακκούλες μαυρες που χωράνε και πράμα αν ειναι

Παρε πολλές σακούλες....υπάρχει IG, nids, necrons, marines, dark eldar, eldar (αυτους αφηστε τους για μενα...) κατι δαιμονες εχει πάρει το μάτι μου.....αυτα νομιζω.......

mr Chrono, παρτε γρηγορα ντουλάπα γιατί τα βλέπω να κάνουν φτερά....

εγώ θέλω witch hunters, αγοράστε τα και έρχομαι μετά να τα κλέψω

Παλια ειναι η μαχουλα αυτη...ειναι με το παλιο codex. Λοιπον πολλα λογια καουω και δε βλεπω πραξεις. Ολοι βλεπω του πεταματου τα εχετε τα nids...Γιατι δεν ερχεται και κανεις σας απο SH να ανταλαξουμε πολιτισμους?

Sephiroth έγραψε:

Παλια ειναι η μαχουλα αυτη...ειναι με το παλιο codex. Λοιπον πολλα λογια καουω και δε βλεπω πραξεις. Ολοι βλεπω του πεταματου τα εχετε τα nids...Γιατι δεν ερχεται και κανεις σας απο SH να ανταλαξουμε πολιτισμους?

Γιατί είμαστε πολιτισμένοι βάρβαροι του νότου (πάτρα)

sokku έγραψε:

Κώστα Χώστα πες αλεύρι... Ένας DH σε γυρεύει.Και ναι ακόμα περιμένω να δω τι κάνει εκείνο το νέο σου nid.Στο χώμα βγαίνει?Σε λάθος τραπέζι όμως ε?

Ποιά κότα είσαι εσύ; Η Σωκρατόκοτα; πόοοοκ ποκ ποκ

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