Questing Knights were single combatants and battlefield soldiers; shock troops. He didn't deny that aspect of his service, and that commanding vast (or small, in this case) armies were usually above his paygrade, for lack of a better term. However, Knights were given schooling in tactics and strategy, and since the Duke was not stepping up, he needed to remember his old lessons on how to defend a city. 

"What outfit are you with?" Orion asked, still gazing ahead. 

"I'm first Sergeant Burnside of Righteous Company. You also have Rapture Company and Resplendent Company at your service." The grizzled veteran barked. Orion could tell with but a glance that this was a good man. "We couldn't get a hold of our Lieutenants, so we're lacking our usual organization, sir." 

The towering spires above them began to grow shorter and shorter as they neared the outer defenses that led into the serf-worked farmland. The last of the sun's rays kissed the fields in an almost blood-like color. A sign from the Pancreator, Orion realized grimly. To the south, he saw the inner walls of the Temple district where most of the peasantry would be, if the Duke's man Engel was to be believed. 

"You won't need it. You'll be following me." The Knight assured him. It was imperative he seemed to be absolutely certain of his goal, even if the plan was still formulating in his head. "Spread the word, Sergeant Burnside. Once we make it to the outer city, run north away from the southern river and place every man capable of firing ranged arms larger than sidearms atop the lower buildings and shops. Send every man with a sword, axe, or shotgun and pistol below in their platoons, wedge formations. I'll meet you there." 

The two grasped arms, and Burnside gave a grunt and fell back to the others. Orion turned to Annika and offered his hand. "Sister," He said as she took it. He hauled her up. "I know you won't stay behind, but I need you to do something very important for me." He told her, standing very close to her. "I need you to get every vehicle that are not fitted with turrets to the north, and swing left to flank the Vuldroks." He knew there was no singular vehicle commander, but he needed them to follow this command, either through her witchery or her own command. "We need to drive them into the river. Can you do that?" 
[@Penny]