The desperate battle Of My Kitchen Table.

 I collect things by accident. 

 I'll be out and about one day and just decide. "Ooh. That looks nice. I think I will buy it".   Then once I've bought one, I'll buy a second, then a third, fourth and tenth and start wondering where all my shelf space went to.

  That's how I ended up with three shelves of model kits, a shelf full of figurines and way more potted plants than you'd expect.  I may be suffering from sort of compulsive disorder. 

 So anyway, I bought some plastic Nubian warriors in Waterlooville models one time and then some how I ended up with...

 The isolation had me getting bored so I dug out my figures and decided to have a battle with them. 

So the scenario is this: At some point in the Old Kingdom of Egypt 1100BC ish, the Egyptians faced a worrying alliance of Sea Peoples and Libyans  In my version, the invaders were joined by some rogue Mycenaeans looking for plunder.;  Since I don't have any Egyptian troops - and believe me, that's on the shopping list - Pharoahs available forces comprise a hastily assembled array of mercenaries

  The two forces line up on the tablelands and prepare for battle. 

 Let's take a closer look., starting with the defenders. 

 

 In the centre are Pharoah's most solid troops. Bronze armoured Sherden. Kin to the Sea Peoples but willing to overlook dubious tribal allegainces for the sake of lots of gold. 

 On the left flank are the fierce warriors of Nubia. Sometimes enemies, sometimes willing to fight for Egypt.

  Lastly, on the right flank we have some...err..Zulus.

Presumably they got a bit lost.  

 Leading this motley crue array into battle is an exiled assyrian nobleman in his posh chariot.  (My other Assyrian chariots had a bit of accident and are sitting on my fridge waiting for some glue. Also on the shopping list.)  

  Moving over to the other side of the battlefield we have an alliance of  invaders spoiling for a good fight and the opportunity to jump up and down on the faces of Egypts snooty priests.

 On the left flank and the guys who suggested this whole party: the disciplined, heavily armed bravos of the Sea Peoples. (who are supposed to be the same scale as everybody else but are noticeably bigger because...reasons.)   Next to them are some Libyans that came along for a spot of  mischief.. Lastly, milling about on the right flank in an unruly mob are some roving Mycenaean Heroes and their warband. 

No doubt the battle will be fierce but who do you think will win?