Two for two after last night in the not-often-played Shogun, I hearby proclaim Scooter J Mclintock the official Shogunt.
It was a harrowing game, played to distraction while 13 Assassins (and later super troopers) played in the background. While Graham and I fought for table scraps in the periphery, scooters legions of samurai held all of central Japan while a brutal winter raked across the land, peasants went into revolt eliminating a province containing a Fortress, No Theater and a Temple. Now all that’s left for the rest of us is the living in shame.