The earth trembled as the Goliath squadrons marched towards the town, carrying siege equipment side to side. In each squadron, two were designated to carry the heavy burden of lifting the portable walls, while the other two towed carts of rocks for ammunition.
The peasant levy that followed were equipped with assorted weapons, with some supporting units carrying useful tools with them like ropes, ladders, picks, and even hoes for digging ground. Like ants, the massive Nexian force peppered the landscape. Looking towards the town, the troops marched proudly, believing that their superior numbers will ultimately prevail in battle.
Those who experience battling the Solusians walked hesitatingly, knowing the fear of cannon fire. With every odd sounds, they couldn't help but seek the source. They were always looking at the skies, cautious of a missile falling their way.
