Tactically Regroup!

Discretion being the better part of valour - and of course, by 'better' we mean 'the only' - the attacking Nabstrian forces clearly decide that it is time to 'tactically re-group'. Benefitting from two activations in a row, the remains of First Squadron retire back into one of the buildings. They then set it on fire, because they are Nabstrians and there are no kittens available for them to be cruel to. Second Squadron retires to the hedges, being careful to stay out of the enemy firing zone. The shaken remnants of Third Squadron are able to rally and also retire in the building behind. 

(Below) Having lost all of their hussar mojo, Pfanenstiel's mounted reserve retires slightly. In the light of his heavy casualties and not wishing his fine force of light cavalry to be further denuded mucking about in buildings, and with the likely arrival of further enemy forces, von Pfanenstiel gives the order to withdraw. The horse holders begin to move towards the dismounted units. Demonstrating his usual sensitivity, the colonel orders his men to burn all of the occupied buildings before retreating, no doubt also ordering that all children's toys be smashed, and that any baby animals encountered should be covered in glue. He also sends messengers to the west and southwest, reporting: "Light enemy resistance in Schrote - perhaps company sized. Civilians resisted. Enemy regiment of hussars in vicinity. Will need main force to extirpate resistance".

From the town hall, a single Gelderland Lieb-Grenadier Lt. Colonel waves a flag of truce. He addresses the Nabstrian hussars: 'I come under a flag of truce to offer you terms for your surrender! Sirs, you have fought bravely and you have fought well!' The emissary looks at the piles of Nabstrian dead and wounded. 'Or at least, quite well, according to some dictionary definitions of the word. Being a gentleman of reason, my commander, Colonel von Cluck und Gluck, has seen fit to offer you the honours of war! Upon your surrender, you must give up your weapons, but you shall otherwise be free to leave the field of battle unmolested! Beware! If you turn down this offer, then make no mistake - a variety of unspecified, but terrible, things will happen to you! None of you will live to see your mothers, or other responsible adults, again! Surrender - or die! Now, what say you to this most generous offer?'

Pfanenstiel is unmoved, however:  'Get thee hence, you villainous cur! Your commander is no gentleman! Forcing civilians to fight plumbs the very depths of dishonour! We shall have no truck with you - and be assured we shall return to settle scores with you!'
'Dieser Feind ist ein verückter Arschclown!' mutters von Kluck und Glück.

The encounter comes to a close. The Gelderland hussars occupy the house on the hill. Pfanensteil's hussars regroup - all except for the solitary survivor of Third Squadron: a 'morale' card forces a check, and he routs from the field! Pfanenstiel's hussars have been repelled! Overall losses are 14 figures for the attackers and 8 for the defenders.

But what, in the meantime, has been happening elsewhere?