A blinding cloud of dust was kicked up, enough noise that could even be heard over the sound of the bombardment. Scouts for the GNA scrambled to report to their leaders of the sight.
Behind the Grand northern Army stood the armies of Dunesphere, with the flag of Lord Grimaldus himself.
Lord Grimaldus stood at 6 foot 2 inches tall, clad in his silver family armor wielding his family blade “Infernos” passed through the generations, granted to his family by the Holy Inquisition. He sat upon his warhorse dominating all around him in his grandeur. However it was the sight behind him which terrified the scouts giving the report.
A thousand Paladins their armor gleeming in the sun, the first seven hundred on foot with their swords ready, the other three hundred in two groups of one fifty on each of the flanks. Two thousand Squires spit up into four groups of four hundred standing at ready with metal maces, the other four hundred also mounted with lances supporting the Paladins on the flanks. Providing support was thirty Ballista and thirty Catapults, interspersed throughout the army to provide cover. Twenty Steam Tanks to provide the extra punch and ten Artillery Striders at the rear of the army to give additional bombardment.
The skies were also busy with two dozen hovercoptors and a dozen Gunpods buzzing around in formation ready to move out if ordered.
Lord Grimaldus moved his horse a few steps forward and shouted "GOBLINS! YOU WISHED TO FACE THE HOLY CHURCH IN GLORIOUS COMBAT, WELL HERE I AM. I AM ARNOLD GRIMALDUS OF THE HOLY LANDS OF DUNESPHERE! COME FORTH IF YOU DARE! I WISH TO SPEAK TO THE LEADERS OF THIS RABBLE! I WILL KNOW WHO HAS DARED TO CAUSE ME SO MUCH IRRITATION!