Great Gatsbey Discriptive

            
             The Dukes army is arrayed in massive regiments each with a unique purpose. The royal heralds magnificent standards flutter in the light breeze. The shiny gold trimmed, steel cuirasses of the imperial knights glisten as the sun shines upon them. The steel clad warriors boast as if the battle was already won. The smell of sulfur chokes the air as the royal marksman prepare their crude black powder weapons. The halberdiers and footmen amass in ranks awaiting the coming onslaught. In the sky overhead the carrion and crows begin display of acrobatics, as they prepare for a grand feast. The mud strewn peasants dig furiously at the ground crating massive earthworks out of mud and soil. At the forefront of the army foreign mercenaries and slaves curse and gesture at the advancing enemy. On the left and right flanks archers notch their arrows and take aim at the advancing horde. At the rear of the battlefield, high on a hill, atop a massive warhorse is the commander of the English army. Duke Montgomery, a tall, staunch royal who loves to show off his army to many unwilling guests. He twiddles his wiry moustache as he surveys his magnificent expenditure. Beads of sweat drip off of his brow as the sun slowly bakes through his exquisite apparel. His slim face turns to the right to acknowledge his command group. Below him engineers and strategists scuttle around feverishly like ants, trying to figure all of the right calculations. As the enemy army advances time is running short, the final preparations are made, and the newly created army of Duke Montgomery is ready for battle. With one quick gesture form his gloved hand Montgomery signals the archers to let loose a hail of destruction. The arrows fly through the air like a swarm of wooden bees as they slowly descend on their unfortunate victims. Whelps and cries pour out of the mouths of the helpless souls who fall due to the sharp stingers. With an evil smile on his face like the devil himself Montgomery again raised his contorted, iron fist and signals his own horseman of the apocalypse to charge, bringing doom and despair to all who stand in their way.