MESBG Battle Report – Lurtz’s Scouts vs Rohan Cavalry (600 Points)

The battlefield was quiet as dawn broke, six possible resting places of an ancient relic scattered across its open fields and wooded patches. Both warbands would arrive from the edges, racing to uncover the hidden heirloom before the other. On one side, Lurtz’s Uruk-hai Scouts, swift and disciplined, their chieftains eager to claim glory. On the other, the thunder of hooves: Rohan’s finest cavalry, led by Éomer, supported by Gandalf the White astride Shadowfax.

This was no ordinary clash of blades—it was a race, a hunt, and ultimately a desperate struggle for survival. Lurtz led Uruk-hai Scouts with shields and a banner, Uglúk commanded Scouts without shields, and a Scout Captain brought bow-armed Scouts. Éomer led the force alongside Gandalf the White on Shadowfax and a Rohan Captain, supported by a host of mounted Riders of Rohan. The contrast was sharp: an infantry-heavy Isengard force relying on discipline and speed, versus the brutal momentum of an all-cavalry Rohan army.

The scenario began at pace—both sides surged onto the board. Thanks to Lurtz’s special rule, his force moved 8”, nearly matching the Riders’ swifter mounts. That parity in movement proved critical. As fate would have it, the Uruk-hai uncovered the heirloom first! Quickly, they withdrew into a defensive formation in nearby woods, banner and relic tucked behind a bristling wall of shields. Rohan pressed forward, arrows flying. Scouts with bows did what they could in return, but Rohan’s longer reach thinned their ranks more effectively.

The Rohirrim attacked in a pincer: Gandalf, the Rohan Captain, and a mounted detachment on the left, while Éomer led a thunderous charge on the right. Both prongs smashed through Uruk-hai blocking lines, cutting down scouts with ease but paying for it in steady casualties.

On the left, Gandalf the White unleashed terror and blinding sorcery, scattering the Uruk-hai and rendering their blades useless. No attack could pierce him—until Lurtz himself stepped forward. In a brutal clash, Lurtz slew Gandalf and felled mighty Shadowfax, turning the tide on that flank. Bloodied and exhausted, Lurtz withdrew to rally his men.

On the right, however, Éomer carved his own legend. After his riders were mauled by Uruk resistance, he met Uglúk head-on. In short order, Éomer struck Uglúk down with ferocity (“Meat’s back OFF the menu, boys”). The Uruk-hai Scout Captain fell soon after, leaving that flank broken.

Both armies were battered, their numbers drastically reduced. Victory now rested on the Heirloom. Éomer cut through the remnants, finally bringing down Lurtz himself in a furious duel—the White Wizard was avenged. But though the Uruk-hai warlord fell, his banner gone and his captains slain, one critical fact remained: The Uruk-hai Scout clutching the relic endured. Even as both armies broke, even as courage wavered, the Heirloom-bearer passed his test of nerve. Fortune, perhaps the relic’s power itself, steeled him against despair. The game ended with the Uruk-hai still holding the prize.

The battle belonged, by rights, to Isengard. Though devastated and leaderless, their possession of the Heirloom ensured victory. Priority rolls at key moments allowed the Uruk-hai to dictate charges against cavalry rather than receive them, blunting Rohan’s greatest strength. Two additional strokes of fortune sealed the day: the Uruk-hai discovered the Heirloom first, allowing them to take a defensive stance, and Lurtz had slain Gandalf in an even, critical duel.

Epilogue:

Thus it came to pass that not the captains of great renown, but a nameless Uruk of the wild, bore away the ancient heirloom. Steadfast he remained amid the terror of battle, clutching his prize while the fields of war were drenched in blood.

The White Wizard was lost, yet in the fall of Lurtz before Amon Hen a greater boon was granted: the life of Boromir was preserved. And in the place of Mithrandir’s guiding hand the son of Denethor arose, a captain of Men whose loyalty was rekindled and whose valor did not falter. Peril he embraced, casting himself before the foe that the halflings be spared from capture; and thus by his steadfast courage the Fellowship, once sundered, was bound anew. In him Gondor beheld a hope unlooked-for, even as the darkness deepened upon the land.

In those days also Éomer, Marshal of the Riddermark, was revealed as a hero among his people. While Théoden King yet lay under the shadow of corruption, Éomer led the Rohirrim in open defiance of the will of Isengard. And there in the furnace of war was friendship wrought between him and Boromir, alongside Aragorn son of Arathorn, whose lineage and doom set him apart, yet whose heart was bound to their cause. Thus did the Three stand together: Gondor, Rohan, and the North, in fellowship of Men united against the Shadow.

And so it was that when the Shadow moved at last, three captains stood foremost against it: Aragorn son of Arathorn, rightful heir of Elendil; Éomer son of Éomund, who was now king of the Riddermark; and Boromir son of Denethor, the pride of Gondor, redeemed in valor. Together they held the West through fire and ruin, until at last the Ring was unmade in Orodruin, and the Dark Lord was cast down.

Thus ended the War of the Ring in this telling: without the march of the Ents, but with the Fellowship unbroken, and with the Three Houses of Men united. And of this bond it is said: though Elves faded and Dwarves grew few, the kingdoms of Men endured, for in those days were Gondor, Rohan, and Arnor bound together in friendship that outlasted the Shadow.