Decisive Battle

"Next, it was our turn to shine. We couldn't just stand by and watch Your Majesty show his might alone."

Giovanni glanced back at the wolfkin junior wearing a horned helmet and said:

"Hans, take the Iron Wing Company and patrol our left flank. Find an opportunity for battle yourself."

The Iron Wing Company was a Crusader Cavalry unit composed of Crusader Princes and the cavalry under their command, numbering a little over a thousand. Their equipment varied, but most lacked horse armor, making them far more mobile than fully armored cavalry.

Hans nodded and accepted the order, leading the Iron Wing Company away from the main force.

He halted his troops atop a slope and quickly identified the "Sand Scorpion battle flag" mentioned in the scouts' report.

"Send word to General Giovanni. I intend to strike the enemy's left-wing line. Tell him to arrange support."

Sending heavy cavalry directly into an enemy formation was undoubtedly an extravagant choice. Though Giovanni was a fine general, the bloody lesson of the Battle of Agincourt lay before him in his era, making it difficult for him to order heavy cavalry to charge enemy lines.

But in truth, the Saracen infantry line was weak. It was still far from the era when Flemish infantry squares, Swiss infantry squares, and English longbowmen would display their immense power.

"That fellow really is reckless."

Giovanni frowned, but immediately made his decision. "Since he believes that is the enemy formation's weak point, the Saracens certainly will not have left it undefended. Send orders to the Flanders-Walloon Company to support them from the side and assist General Hans in crushing the enemy's left wing."

Orhan, who soon received the message, laughed heartily. "It's our turn, Charles. Keep your spirits up—don't disgrace us Dragon Blood Kin."

Having said that,