As General Smedth's approached the Drow Lines, the loose mass of horsemen and vehicles organized itself into battle lines. The cavalry fanned themselves out to form two long lines while the Battlesteamers (barring Sven's command vehicle) formed up into a single file and moved forward at full speed. This meant a rough and rocky ride for Sergeant Issov Hamniv. During their journey to Daagsgrad they had been able to stick to the roads, which were mostly flat and level. Now they were rolling over fields and felt every one of a million bumps and jolts as they moved forward even with the leaf springs. He heard that the Committee was working on a new type of wheel that could better take bumps and he added the impertinence of the Drow to come here before these were ready to the list of flaws that they had. The armored vehicles made good time never the less in getting into position.Their orders had been to get within 1800 meters of the Drow forces, then turn northeast, which the formation did. The Drow had obviously seen them given the flares that had flashed up and now thousands of their warriors were advancing on them. From what Issov could see the Drow the good sense to loosen up their formations. That would make things more difficult, but it did not change what had to be done. As the whistle signal to turn was given the gunners cranked their turrets into position, took aim and fired.Nineteen Automatic Weapons blared into the drow formation, firing in in short bursts. It made an awful racket that managed to eclipse the various sounds of the engine, pebbles hitting the undercarriage of his steamer and the rattling that had been going on. Even so he could make out Lieutenant Ivan's exultation. "VICTORY THROUGH SUPERIOR TECHNOLOGY YAH SLAVING BASTARDS! HAIL MOTHERFUCKING INFRASTRUCTURE!"He grinned despite the din "Hail Infrastructure!" he retored somewhat more quietly. Even if the damned Automatics were giving him a headache they were giving the Drow an unyielding blizzard of lead. It was hard to make out at this distance but he did see some distant figures drop. A few arrows were sent there way, some of which exploded, drove themselves deep into the ground, partially penetrated the vehicles plating and some dissolved into the standing background magical field but most of them missed their marks and there were not many of them. Things might have been a bit different if the Drow had not used most of their arrows and mana in suppressing the trench lines. As it stood they had a hard time getting arrows far enough with any meaningful accuracy. To be fair, their guns were not that accurate either at this range and most of the bullets were missing, but the fact that each belt fed gun could spit out 450 of them a minute made up for it.Previous- Infrastructure: Part Two Hundred and Eleven Next- Infrastructure: Part Two Hundred and Thirteen