Trying

 Usually, in that situation where the infantrymen couldn't count on the cavalry, retreating and regrouping would be the wisest thing to do. However, instead of that, commander Ruvyn attacked the enemies like that was the greatest sport in the world. Zaos looked at him, trying to understand what he was thinking. Still, he only saw the old man charging toward a rider and then splitting the man and the beast with a single swing of his sword… He wasn't thinking about anything. He just wanted to cut down the enemies.