They all gathered together to discuss plans. Strategies. Panaka and Summ Dim Phok were to go on reconnaissance of the city. Master Phok offered rather than being picked.
Boss Nass trundled up to Jar Jar. 'Yous bring da Gungans and naboo together. Tis very brave thing.'
'Tis nutten.' Jar Jar said.
'So we make yous bombad general in da army.'
'What? General?' Jar Jar fainted.
Dria Hans helped him out.
Shortly after that though, Panaka piloting a speeder, alongside three other speeders returned. Panaka hopped out. It was promising. There were a few more soldiers with him.
'I think we got about without being detected, Your Highness,' Panaka said.
'What's the situation?' Padme said.
'Before I left, I gave out orders for a resistance. Some got caught in the process. Others are still in the detention camps. But I managed to contact some of them, like Rurui here.' Panaka nodded to a young, blonde haired man in uniform.
'Good.'
'The Trade Federation army is larger than anticipated.'
'I don't intend to win it.' Padme said. 'It's going to be a distraction.'
'I see what you're doing. You're going to draw out the main army while have another force sneak inside the city?' Depa Billaba said.
'Exactly.'
'It can work. But many Gungans will be killed.' Qui-Gon said.
Boss Nass snorted, waving a hand.
'But if you had access to ships or fighters, you could help take out the ship in orbit.' Obi-Wan said.
'We do. And that's my next thought. It will help lower Gungan casualties.'
'Even if this all goes to plan, if the Viceroy escapes, he'll bring a larger army. Another one.' Obi-Wan said darkly.
'That's why we mustn't fail.' Padme said.
Once the strategy had been done, Dria approached his master.
'Can mesa gos and fight alongside da Gungan Army?' Dria asked.
Suum Dim Phok sucked in a breath. 'Of course. You are a great padawan and have learnt much. You will go far.'
'Thank yousa master may da Force be with yousa.'
'May the Force be with you.'

'The Queen is more foolish than I thought,' The hologram of Sidious remarked.
'We are sending all available droids to meet her army that seems to be assembling near the swamp. A primitive army at that.' Gunray said.
Sidious went silent for a few moments. 'Keep a small contingent behind. At least six to ten destroyer droids. And two squads of battle droids. Perhaps more. With four Jedi we don't know what their next move after that is. The Jedi shouldn't be involved because of the covenant.'
'Otherwise, I can proceed?' Gunray said.
'Wipe them, out. All of them.'

Later in the day, the wind was blowing, and heat rose of the grasslands. It was hot for some. Cooler for others compared to the heat faced on Tatooine.
It was fairly silent.
At least until the sound of the Trade Federation's army appeared in large vehicles, skimming across the rolling grassy plains.
Coming out to meet such an army was the Gungan army, that came out in their thousands, riding numerous creatures, with armour strapped to their bodies, and weapons at the ready. They carried long-shafted energy spears and metal handled ball slings for their boomas. Accompanying them were very large creatures called Fambaa, which carried the shield generators—so that when they linked they'd form a big enough shield.
Jar Jar was riding at the front, near Captain Tarpals, and General, Ceel. As well as Jedi Padawan Dria Hans. He stood confidently enough.
'Tis very bombad.' Jar Jar muttered.

The city itself wasn't entirely cleared out of all droids. There was still a strong contingent of battle droids in the city on patrols. As well as at least one tank in the plaza. The plan was firstly get to the hangar bay and seize the Starfighters.
Anakin was crouching down as others got into position. The Jedi were talking amongst themselves though one seemed to be missing. There was supposed to be four Jedi. But before he could dwell much on that thought, Padme came over to him.
'Sorry I didn't tell you. I had to keep it a secret. I hope you understand.'
'It's okay.' Anakin replied.
'Good.' Padme replied.
Anakin was quickly drawn back to the Jedi. What would happen if something happened to them? If they got hurt? It sent a shiver down his spine. Anakin moved over to them.
'Where is your padawan?' Depa Billaba was saying to that other Jedi master.
'Ah, he's gone to fight alongside the Gungan army.'
'Technically breaking the covenant.'
'I apologise. I didn't realise.'
'Too late now. Never mind. Hopefully this will be over quick.'
Qui-Gon turned to Anakin. 'Make sure when we get inside you get cover.'
Anakin hesitated but nodded.
Panaka gave the signal to his other fighters. The speeder opened fire on the tank, a powerful shot hitting it straight into the side. Blasting it, and the droids around. Other droids retaliated in response.
The Jedi ignited their lightsabers, deflecting incoming lasers as they made way across to the hangar bay.

The Fambaa were spaced evenly between lines. There were Gungans drawn not only from Otoh Gunga but other cities such as Otoh Mandrassa, and Umberbool city. The Gungans got themselves ready.
The Trade Federation army looked formidable. Lines of tanks, STAPS and AATs formed the first row. Behind them a fair few paces were the larger transports. Not a single warrior that was flesh and blood. In between the smaller and larger vehicles were the dangerous, nimble three-legged droidekas. At least the fambaa were in place now. The big turbines roaring to life and a blue shield came up, encompassing the whole Gungan army.
Almost as soon as it came up, OOM-9 with a signal of the hand, ordered the AAT's to begin firing lasers straight at it. Their AAT's all fired at least two rounds into the shield. The shield managed to hold.
The Gungans readied themselves. It was coming. Especially it went silent again when the AAT's finished firing. The larger transports started to open up now, revealing racks and racks of unpacked droids. Thousands of battle droids began to be positioned. They all stood up on command and armed. The droids began to walk straight towards them.
'Ouch time mebbe,' Tarpals said.
Dria Hans pulled his lightsaber free, igniting a green blade with a snap-hiss.
The droids started to walk through the shield unaffected.
The gungans retaliated throwing boomas, the purple-blue energy balls. That exploded with a blue pulse as they hit a few droids, disabling them.
Ceel gave the order to charge which Tarpals followed. Jar Jar sighed following the orders.
Dria Hans sent a force push at the nearest droid, before sending a deflecting laser shot back at a droid. It was quickly replaced as another brushed past it and fired. The first casualty went down as far as Jar Jar or Dria could tell. Jar Jar's eyes widened at the sight of death while Dria seemed to manage.
But more droids came through the shield. Worse still the droids that came curled up in a ball came rolling past.
Dria dashed forwards cut down a battle droid's cutting its blaster in half. He force pushed it away and swung his lightsaber in an arc twirling his body around in a 160 degree turn—anticipating another droid as another battle droid was coming, and somehow managed to slice one of the rolling droids while still in movement. Molten metal went flying. Dria glanced surprised at that. He hadn't even seen the roller-droid coming towards him. Another battle droid fired at him. He deflected it sending it wildly away. He force pushed the droid away. He caught his breath as another one rolled past on his left. More and more battle droids came through the shield.
A droideka unravelled and fired its deadly twin-dual lasers. It cut through Gungans. Ceel ordered Gungans to fill in the gaps, throwing more boomas. One booma went into a droidekas, with the same impact, sending an electric pulse through the droid, killing it.

The Jedi alongside Anakin, Padme, Panaka, R2 and the rest of them rushed through the hangar bay doors. Droids fired back. Jedi were deflecting laser after laser. Depa Billaba sent a force push knocking two battle droids careening across the floor before breaking up into pieces. She was very impressive—even more
'Get to your ships!' Padme shouted as she spun firing well timed precise shots, killing a second droid. Then a third.
Lasers were crisscrossing the air or being redirected by Jedi. Pilots were starting to free R2 units from storage, and loading them up into starfighters, even Artoo was loaded up onto a starfighter. Anakin crouched behind a starfighter, but it pulled away shortly, exposing him once more. He ran across the hangar bay, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire and get injured. He didn't want to make things worse for himself. He saw the pilots starting to leave now. One of the last to leave got hit by something on the way out—not getting too far before went on a nose dive with smoke and fire rushing out of it and then it was gone.
Anakin climbed up into the only starfighter left behind. He heard the familiar beep of Artoo Detoo behind him, tweeting.
'Where are you going?' Anakin poked out of the cockpit.
'You stay there!' Qui-Gon said.
'But I—'
'Stay in that cockpit.'
Anakin wanted to help more than this. He wished he could help them. Make a difference.
Anakin could only watch as the large group, with the four Jedi starting to move towards one of the exits, but more droids entered the hangar bay—the Jedi continued to persist in deflecting them and cutting them to pieces.

Cracks were beginning to grow in the Gungan Army. Droidekas were killing many Gungans, far more than they could have imagined—but with the added B1 Battle droids were slowly turning it into a slaughter.
Dria Hans was getting far too tired; his energy was draining which was the same for most of the combatants. In the corner of his eye he saw Jar Jar being tossed like a doll off his Kaadu that got hit with lasers. The creature falling. For a moment Dria thought Jar Jar had been killed but he emerged, miraculously unscathed moments later. But the shields were still holding.
Dria heard shouting voices, Ceel but he had no clue what they said. He wished his master was here to help. He would know what to do. He kept going deflecting another laser. Other Gungan warriors rallied around him throwing weapons, and boomas, taking out a few more droids. But there were more droidekas unleashed from the transports. They came like a swarm across the land, entering the shields, easily replacing those that had been lost. It was very discouraging. Dria sighed, wanting to give up. Apart of him was glad his master wasn't here, happy that he didn't see him struggling like this. He just wanted it to be over. He had never witnessed so much death before. It was made worse that they were all a part of his kin.
Another Gungan chucked a booma at a droid, just destroying another droid before it fired on Dria. Dria scratched an ear, turning.
Jar Jar was running away from pursuing droidekas, two of them at least were closing in like predators. He flung himself towards the closest thing, a fleeing wagon. Instead of climbing on the back of it, he opened it. 'Tis bombad!' Jar Jar shouted, flailing his arms, running out of the way as large boomas came tumbling out. Jar Jar danced out of the way.
One of the energy balls, boomas, rolled into an incoming droideka, destroying it with its EMP effect.
'Tis good, mebbe,' A Gungan said nearby.
But then the battle took a turn for the worse, the droids had fired at the fambaa creatures, one of them finally went down with the generator exploding. The shield fading.
OOM-9 watching this, ordered the AAT's to advance. They came skimming forwards, firing large cannons.
Ceel started to call a retreat. One of the AAT's powered a shot and fired it straight at him. He went tumbling off his Kaadu.
Dria Hans gathering the force, as much energy as he could muster, dashed over to him. He tried to help him, but as he saw Ceel, he was already gone. He turned seeing a droideka firing lasers at him, he deflected them but then he realised that wasn't the main problem. He glimpsed the AAT's tanks was still aiming towards him. Before he could think, to do about it as he was still deflecting lasers from the droideka—it fired another shot, then another two with its side cannons. The last thing Dria saw was a flash of red, followed by blackness.