So we fought a battle on a bare (snowy, we'll call it) battlefield, in which the Duchy of Sans-Couleur faced an alliance of Riskovian, Tea State and Albion troops.
Here's the set-up:
We had a good plan, which I threw out of the window in order to exploit a short-term opportunity. From that point on we were doomed. I was also given command of cavalry. Bad move. The red mist descended and I just charged what was in front of me. We soon no longer had any cavalry:
Note that I still haven't painted my figures. One day ...