"Usman, you take the horse-riding sergeant, and after the attack begins, patrol the enemy camps and hunt down the soldiers who flee in all directions.

"Don't get close to the enemy camp, so as not to block the attacks of other cavalry."

As soon as Roger finished speaking, Lawrence suggested:

"Your Excellency, you are the head coach and should not rush forward. It is better for me to be the commander of the first attack array."

Roger smiled and said, "The first attack array may not be dangerous. When I rushed over, the enemy might not have gotten up.

"But you, when the second attack array you led charges, if the enemy reacts quickly, you may organize a resistance."

Lawrence thought for a while and said, "When the second round of charge, let me rush first."

Roger said: "Okay, that's fine. When we meet with the archers, we don't have to change the order before and after. Let's turn around in place."

So everyone informed the troops under their jurisdiction separately.

Soon, under the moonlight, 4,900 people were all in their place.

There is no horn, no shouting, no mobilization, and the solemn aura is spreading in the cold night wind.

Then the archers rushed out.

Then the heavy cavalrymen in the first attack array led by Roger also began to run.

Roger no longer cared about the second attack array and the free attack array behind.

Most of his attention was focused on his eyes, and the rest of the guards on both sides of the body were taken care of, and he would not care about the rest.

He held the reins loosely with his left hand, held a vertical rifle in his right hand, sat upright on the saddle with his back, and his body trotted up and down rhythmically with the "Gift II".

At this time, just as everyone is prone to random thoughts at night, there is a voice in Roger's mind that sounds out of place:

"Why do you want to charge yourself? As the commander, you should stay in the safe rear command and remotely control the soldiers to fight."

Roger shook his head and drove away this cowardly idea.

He thought, remote control? In such a night, what remote control should be used? How to remote control?

If you ask everyone to move forward, who will look back at the back?

After the war started, there would be noisy. If I stayed far behind, no matter how loud the voice was, the soldiers in front would not hear it.

And staying behind can't see the situation of the battle clearly.

Before, you could see the enemy's camp in a vague way, but as the horses ran across the sand, the dust raised would block your sight and create a battlefield fog.

In this case, if an accident occurs, the self in the rear will not be able to react and resolve it in an adaptable manner.

What's more, the rear may not be safe.

On the battlefield, no place is absolutely safe.

What if the enemy struggles to death after being attacked, and puts the main force rushing through the camp without caring about it, gathers all the strength and launches a surprise attack on itself behind, what should we do?

So, perhaps staying with your own troops is the safest.

Just as Roger was thinking about it, there was movement in the enemy's camp.

Roger saw someone igniting a torch there, and he heard the Egyptians shouting, "Enemy attack!"

Roger was not panicked, this was within his expectations.

It is impossible to completely hide the opponent from the raid of nearly 5,000 people.

The movement of horse hooves trampling on the ground is enough to alarm the enemy.

It is said that experienced soldiers can judge the size of the incoming cavalry troops by just lying on the ground and listening.

Roger didn't know if there were any such soldiers in the Egyptian camp.

He couldn't guess, nor did he want to guess.

"The dice has been rolled."

Roger clamped his legs with "Gift II", and the latter began to accelerate.

The wind in his ears became stronger and he was coldly drilling into his neck.

The personal guards on both sides of Roger were also accelerating, keeping flush with him, but did not form a dense formation with him that touched his knees.

In front, Turkic archers, who had already distanced from the first attack array, were approaching the enemy camp.

More torches lit up in the dark enemy camp.

Then, the camel, who was sleeping on his knees, stood up.

Roger only felt that the sudden heightened "wall" blocked the fire in the camp.

But the enemy's panic and chaotic shouts were not something that could be blocked by this camel wall.

Turkic archers led by Odin and Woodward cut through the outside of the camel wall.

Roger could not see the rain of arrows clearly, but the enemy's screams one after another, the continuous crying of fathers and mothers, and the roar of the officers made Roger know that his plan was going smoothly.

He clamped his legs, and "Gift II" exerted force again, and the horse's hooves rushed onto the sand and land in a hurry and forceful manner.

The sound of horse hooves "rumbled" is like rolling spring thunder.

The harsh cold wind that came to his face made Roger's eyes a little painful.

The guards on both sides ran to him, and Henk came to his left.
Chapter completed!