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Two
legions
landed
at
Carthag
.
Five
legions
—
fifty
brigades
!
—
attacking
the
Duke
’
s
main
base
at
Arrakeen
.
A
legion
at
Arsunt
.
Two
battle
groups
at
Splintered
Rock
.
Then
the
reports
became
more
detailed
—
there
were
Imperial
Sardaukar
among
the
attackers
—
possibly
two
legions
of
them
.
And
it
became
clear
that
the
invaders
knew
precisely
which
weight
of
arms
to
send
where
.
Precisely
!
Superb
Intelligence
.
Hawat
’
s
shocked
fury
had
mounted
until
it
threatened
the
smooth
functioning
of
his
Mentat
capabilities
.
The
size
of
the
attack
struck
his
mind
like
a
physical
blow
.
Now
,
hiding
beneath
a
bit
of
desert
rock
,
he
nodded
to
himself
,
pulled
his
torn
and
slashed
tunic
around
him
as
though
warding
off
the
cold
shadows
.
The
size
of
the
attack
.
He
had
always
expected
their
enemy
to
hire
an
occasional
lighter
from
the
Guild
for
probing
raids
.
That
was
an
ordinary
enough
gambit
in
this
kind
of
House
-
to
-
House
warfare
.
Lighters
landed
and
took
off
on
Arrakis
regularly
to
transport
the
spice
for
House
Atreides
.
Hawat
had
taken
precautions
against
random
raids
by
false
spice
lighters
.
For
a
full
attack
they
’
d
expected
no
more
than
ten
brigades
.
But
there
were
more
than
two
thousand
ships
down
on
Arrakis
at
the
last
count
—
not
just
lighters
,
but
frigates
,
scouts
,
monitors
,
crushers
,
troop
-
carriers
,
dump
-
boxes
.
.
.
.
