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The sands of the Rubicon erupted as two mighty armies clashed amongst the dunes, Vex machines formed organized assaults against lines of phalanxes, as the Cabal began to sustain heavy casualties. Bracus Sho'arn was the only commander remaining after the previous waves, the bastards just won't stop coming he thought to himself; throughtout the knight him and his fellow legionares had fought to defend this strategic point for the empire, and Sho'arn feared that they would last another.

The Bracus stood waiting vigilant along with five other legionares, under the cover a network of trenches and bunkers designed for sieges like this. The only problem for them was that casualties had exceeded over seventy-five percent, and the Vex were jamming their distress signals. Suddenly, over the dunes appeared a massive army of Vex machines that almost immediately began to fire upon the astonished defenders. Shots fired from line rifles struck down three of Sho'arn's comrades before they had time to react, while the Bracus and his remaining soldiers ducked down behind cover to avoid the next volley.

"Ko'tharn go to the western side of the defense line and tell them that they've launched the next wave," the Bracus paused in shock as a slap grenade detonated just in front of the bunker, "Tell them to send aid."

Without hesitation the legionare darted out of the room, and into the trench network. Slug rifles and projection rifles returned fire against the horde of machines, but their effects were little at best; there were simply too many to kill, and too few Cabal to fight them off. A trio of minotaurs rushed the line, their torch hammers made short work of cutting down the barriers and Cabal alike. They leaped into the trenches with great speed and turned their attention to the Bracus and his pair of bodyguards. Flanked without any cover the two bodyguards were swept away by the minotaurs leaving the Bracus to fend for himself. Acting quickly Sho'arn unloaded his slug rifle into the nearest minotaur just before he activated his thrust pack, the Bracus catapulted himself towards the machine ramming it into the wall with his shoulder as he tore its single eye from its socket using his other fist. The remaining minotaurs rushed the Bracus grappling him on the arm they threw him across the room with increidble amounts of force; Sho'arn kringed in pain as he felt his ribs break from the impact. The minotaurs then slowly approached the Bracus, silently gazing at him with an ominous look about them.

The Bracus looked around him and all he saw was death, Cabal everywhere he saw were cut down mercilessly by the Vex horde. He took out his bond knife and place it up to his chest, as he closed his eyes and stared at the ceiling awaiting his iminent death at the hands of the mechanical monsters. But, his salvation was at hand as Harvesters and Cabal legionares led a mighty counter attack against their foe. The minotaurs that once threatened Sho'arn soon laid riddled with slug rounds as of Cabal stormed the room.

The Bracus opened his eyes to surprise as he saw the Primus himself; Ko'tham.

"Thank the emperor your still alive Sho'arn," Ko'tham stated. He was flanked by several bodyguards who's armor was lavishly decoarated with service medals, and trophies.

"In time like these we need more soldiers like you," the Primus continued.

"Primus we shall attend to his medical concerns, you on the other hand are needed on the front," two medics explained.

"Very well," Ko'tham continued, "Legionares to war!" after this command the team departed on route to the dunes that surrounded the trench work. Squads of phalanxes formed shield walls as they were followed up by legionares and of course the Primus's command squad.

"Get those Harvesters into flanking position we need those Goliaths now!" exclaimed the Primus as he spoke through intercomms.

His orders were followed to the lette as three Harvesters flanked the Vex battle line, from the dropship emerged two Goliath tanks and a Squad of Imperial legionares lead by a Centuruion. Their supporting fire tore through the horde in flashes of solar light, and fury. As the main force attacked from the front with utmost prejudice and strength. But, strangely enough the Vex stood their line as effective and orderly as they did before; the machines regrouped and returned fire with extreme coordination and efficiency. However, no matter how fearless or coordinated the Vex were they could not withstand the firepower of the Cabal as they encircled them, the tides had turned and the battle seemed lost to the machines.

In the aftermath of it all Vex parts, and Cabal corpses littered the dunes and trenchworks of the Rubicon. The red sands of Mars had been painted black with oil, and Vex substance curiously enough however this was not to be the end of theit current troubles. For two large Cabal warships approached the surface of Mars, closing the distance from orbit to ground with astronomical speed, fire engulfed the crafts as they made their descent towards the surface of the red planet; red hot trails of fire scarred the sky, and thousands turned their heads to determine just what the hell was going to strike the surface.