Shifting waves
As, they all rode toward the unknown, their breath visible in the crisp morning air as the army set out. The formation was a reflection of Uluç's strategic mind. He took the center, commanding the heart of the army with his seasoned warriors flanking him closely. To his left, Kara led a contingent of riders, his distinctive armor and bear fur making him a formidable and fearsome figure. To Uluç's right, Isaakios held command with heavy cavalry, his experience and adaptability making him a key leader in the formation.
Behind them, Aslı's forces were positioned, closely watched and backed by Prince Togay's men. This placement was deliberate; Uluç knew that Aslı's loyalty was not absolute, and by positioning Togay's forces behind hers, he ensured that any attempt to escape or change sides during a battle would be swiftly quashed. Togay, with his stoic determination, maintained a vigilant presence at the rear, ensuring that the army's cohesion remained intact.
Each commander had a respected autonomy within Uluç's army, a necessity given the unpredictability of war. They were all seasoned in Turkic war tactics, understanding the fluid nature of battle and knowing exactly what to do in any given situation. This mutual respect and understanding between the commanders made Uluç's army a fearsome force—each unit capable of operating independently yet seamlessly in concert with the rest.
The sight of the army, with its disciplined ranks and the purposeful movements of the commanders, was a testament to Uluç's leadership. As they rode, the air buzzed with anticipation and the unspoken knowledge that they were heading into a conflict that could reshape the fate of their people. Each man and woman in that army understood the gravity of what lay ahead, yet there was no hesitation in their stride. They were warriors, bound by a shared destiny, riding together into the unknown.