a large group of people riding horses down a dirt road

The scene opens with a sweeping aerial shot over a vast, desolate wasteland, where the earth is cracked and scarred by remnants of a bygone industrial era—rusted metal fragments, broken gears, and the skeletal remains of abandoned machinery dot the barren landscape. In the distance, a city rises, barely visible through a hazy horizon. The camera glides in ultra-smooth motion, capturing the ominous sight of hundreds of man-machine robots, each mounted on powerful, sleek horses, their figures forming a striking line as they move forward with precision and unity. The camera shifts to a low, tracking shot, moving parallel to the first row of man-machine riders. The robots are a blend of humanoid and mechanical elements, their armor glinting in the dim light, faces devoid of emotion yet filled with intent. The horses beneath them are equally formidable, their movements synchronized with the riders, metal hooves pounding the ground in rhythmic unison. Dust and loose debris rise up with each beat, casting a smoky h