"All forces, attack! I want Crystal City taken by the end of today!" Volm Lotham sat in his command vehicle, converted from an ATT assault tank, issuing orders in a furious rage.
He knew this was his last chance.
He threw all his armored forces into the fight. Large numbers of NR-N99 Persuader-class droid tanks charged madly down Crystal City's central thoroughfare, with Octuptarra tri-droids following close behind to provide fire support. His last five hundred-plus Vulture droid fighters were all concentrated on this battlefield, providing air cover for his legion.
In the sky, swarms of Vulture droid fighters and Republic V-19 Torrent starfighters tangled in a savage melee. Fighters were shot down almost every second. On the ground, B-1 battle droids advanced in formation while firing continuously, pouring blaster bolts like raindrops into the defenders' positions within Crystal City.
Republic clone troopers and Christophsian militia fought together to defend their crumbling positions. A total of thirty thousand clone troopers and more than eight hundred thousand Christophsian militiamen defended Crystal City.
In truth, the militia were of little use beyond hiding behind cover and firing wildly without even daring to raise their heads. But on a battlefield like this, one more person capable of firing a weapon was better than none. There were simply too many droids advancing from the front!
The Clone Troopers were always the first to reach the positions and the last to leave. They would usually enter the fortifications first, establish an initial defensive line, and only then allow the militia inside, preventing the defenses from becoming a complete mess before they were even properly set up. Once the droid legion charged in, they also had to cover the retreat of the militia, who were practically fleeing in collapse before the endless, wave-like horde of droids.