Marcus got word that the troops of Daniel were gathering east of the Missouri river by late May and he knew that within a few short weeks, the fate of the nation would be decided upon. He got anti-aircraft guns mounted in certain areas along the mountain ridges to destroy the choppers and planes that might try to bomb them. Any large guns were placed in pre-determined areas and the guise of ill-equipped and an army of destitute and scragglers was presented. It was all a game of cat and mouse now.

A week later, Marcus received word that the troops had managed to cross the Missouri and that several fires had to be started along the way to drive those trying to come in on the northern side of things back to the south. The Platte River had proven to be a perfect delay tactic when bridges were shown to be washed away or destroyed. The deceptive nature of the shallow, sand bar heavy river took its tool as thousands of troops moved across it.

The scouts reported back that several hundred people had died due to quick sand or from getting stuck and being run over by their own equipment. Equipment was bogged down and stuck and had to be slowly retrieved with man power. They finally had to find two narrow places to cross and chop down trees to lay a foundation of logs on the riverbed to get the rest across.

Wildfires across the plains to the north and several to east drove the troops further west and south to avoid the smoke and destructive nature of the fires. Nature did its part in fueling the flames by keeping things dry or to bring up enough wind to move it farther south. Smoke could be seen for miles and the haze in the sky could be deceptive and annoying.

Daniels scouts reported back to the Generals of his troops that a small army was amassing on the far western edge of Kansas before it dropped into Colorado. The report was given that they seemed disorganized but were trying to build up enough to battle against Daniels troops. Several days later, a stampeding herd of buffalo and cows came own through the valley Daniels troops had been camping in. It was early morning when the earth rumbled and shook with the pounding of hooves.

Fire had 'spooked' the herds into fleeing and the destruction of hundreds upon hundreds of buffalo and cattle was more than the Alliance could have hoped for. Only sixty head were lost and though Daniels troops had fresh steak that night, many of the troops were starting to question the wisdom of attacking Thunder Mountain. Supplies and equipment had been destroyed in the stampede and it left them struggling to regain a semblance of order to those troops.

By the time they reached the battle field, they had lost more equipment in the bog that had formed from the destroyed dam, running water down through the fields and reclaiming the wetlands turned farmland back into wetlands again. Fires continued to spread along the grasslands and prairies unchecked, causing it hard for aircraft to find targets as they flew over.

The night before the attack, many of the Indians still stationed in the mountains had situated themselves in several areas around the camps and began to beat on drums and singing their native songs with high pitched voices and strong rhythm. They kept this up all night though the Alliance troops had known about it and passed out the ear plugs before things got started that night.