The Ottoman cavalry is yet anxiously awaiting the orders from his superior.
Finally, a messenger came riding towards him.
"What did the commander say?" The cavalry commander asked.
"The Bey… The Bey asked you to stay put, and wait for further orders…" The messenger replied yelling, and then went back to the command post.
"Stay put?!" The commander exclaimed. "Does he has a single idea on how we cavarlies fight? We need a charging distance to gain our speed! If we are just wasting our time here, we are going to become sitting ducks for those Romans in any time! Go tell the commander, if he does not give a direct order, I shall need to exercise my field commander rights and lead the charge by myself!"
"Commander." A junior officer approached. "The Bey is from Edirne."
