August saw the Ammary troops pull back and clicked his tongue. Shaking his head, he wondered what to do. Make them think it wasn't his plan and charge in, or hold the line and think of something new. August stayed silent, not giving the command. Charging the false retreat may make his enemy underestimate him going forward, but the Ammary troops were skilled enough to wipe out his forces with one wrong move.
Watching, he looked around. From the side, he saw the heavy cavalry charging at the Ammary lines, men already waiting with extended spears. The eruption as the two clashed was deafening, and August watched as the majority of the horses cleaved their way into the enemy's lines, trampling over anyone who dared to be in their way. A couple of riders fell, as a sea of spears and swords stabbed down, trying to bring them down.
