The Kepegion Vanquishers

The ground trembles as an army of 130,000 moves as one. A symphony of steps, each perfectly alligned with the one next to it, there's not a soul nearby who's oblivious to this army's march.

Up close it's the squeaking of leather and clanging of armor which overpowers all other sounds. The creaking of metal of the siege engines can be heard only faintly and the sounds of the war hounds are all but drowned out completely.

Nobody speaks a word to each other, some because they're focused on the task ahead, others because they dread what might happen next. The entire army is as one. A single collective mind with a single goal ahead of them: Annihilate the enemy.

The army is compiled of spear-wielding hoplites with interlocking shields and strategic formations. They have war hounds that are released before battle to weaken the enemy and then eagles that are used to drop stones onto the enemy while the battle rages on.