The cry of the Normans as they charged up Senlac Ridge in October 1066 under the Papal banner; and looking at this little lot you can imagine it is true. If I saw them charging toward me, I would be having fairly severe doubts about whose side the Almighty was on.
The first unit.
The second unit.
All of them together.
There was also the casualty marker which I had a great deal of fun with:
Before gore; the guts painted in honour of the Tauntaun.
In other news, the Eldest continues to enjoy his Dungeon crawls and has developed a love of Warg Riders; so current work in progress:
Highlighting and detail left but I'll take care of that for him tomorrow.