The French pretender to the throne and I met upon the field of glory for the first time last weekend at his home. My bases had not yet arrived, so my painted troops were useless...still glued to thier painting sticks. The French forces were entirely unpainted, but there were enough units based so that we each could field four units and two commanders.
I deployed two units of longbows between two wooded areas, with two units of Men-at-Arms providing rear support. The French deployed two units of knights in the center, with peasants and dismounted knights out on the flanks. The battle commenced. I deployed my stakes and waited. The French (knowing that this was simply a rules exploration) ignored tactics and simply rushed straight at my lines. The two wooded areas were too closely spaced for both French knight units to fit between them, so one unit contracted frontage and fell behind the lead knight unit. The lead unit of knights advanced into longbow range and recieved a disordering volley for thier troubles. The French "king" ordered a charge, but it fell short of the English lines and the knights suffered horribly under a hail of longbow fire from both units at short range.
Once again the French "king" prepared to charge the English line...but the charge did not come...for suddenly...from out of nowhere...a carriage flying the royal colors of France careened onto the field of glory. It came to a screeching stop right next to the French "king"...and the French Queen disembarked. She proceeded to berate the French "King" at a high volume...that despite the distance between the lines...I could catch bits and pieces of the conversation. Apparently the Dauphan had commited some sort of vehicular infringement and had been stopped by the Paris traffic authorities...and the French "King" had apparently not informed the French Queen of the incident.
The French royal herald arrived at my lines under a flag of truce. He quickly informed me that we had indeed won the day...and that the French would like to meet upon the field of glory again...at a later time. He stated that it would be in our best interest to leave...NOW...Fearing the Queen's wrath...the English army immediately packed-up and headed up the coast of France at a gallop!

VICTORY IS MINE!!! For King Henry, England, and Saint George!!!
Henry the V, the true King of England and France
Our one rule question in our brief skirmish; Is pre-measurement allowed? We normally do not allow it, and played without it.