Several heavy ground transport vehicles churned through the mud to reinforce the elysians and cadians. The contents iaside the transports were platoons of Mordian Iron Guard. Their uniforms starched and well kept their rifles in immaculate condition. They were clean and sharp in their dress uniforms.
Commissar Cersei Phillida sat quietly in the vehicle triple checking her voters pistol before standing and moving to the ramp door. "Soldiers we come here today because the emperor demands our blood and honor. We come here because we are the best and sharpest! We come here because only the Iron Guard is strong enough to beat back these forces of chaos!" As she finished her speech the ramp dropped and the sounds of battle attacked their ears. Cersei was the first out the vehicle the other soldiers close behind. All the troops of Mordia moved as one not jumping in the trench but instead making two long side by side lines. The first line knelt while the second line stood. Cersei stood at the end of the line aiming her bolt pistol in one hand and aiming, then raising her power fist in the other. "Ready!" Several soldiers fell but the Iron Guard moved mechanically filling in the gaps. "Aim!" More men fell and once more gaps were filled. "Fire!" Hundreds of las rifles went off at once filling the air with a thick heat. Cerseis voters began firing of some shots as well. Just about every enemy who had not been in a trench was dead now. "Fire at will!"