"Get in line! Bring your horses in formation! Quickly!"
"Lances forward! We are charging! Lancers forward!"
"Do not dally! Do not let the enemy react!"
As Remus was able to approach his quarry basically undetected, he found himself to be like a tiger breathing down the neck of a defenseless fawn. All now that was left was to close down that maw and the fragile spine would be snapped in two.
And in anticipation of that, he was very eager to initiate his cavalry charge.
Thus getting within a few hundred meters of the Margrave's army, Remus quickly lined up his horses in formation and had the men properly equip their several meter long lances.
"Ahhhh!"
Then with a great wild roar they galloped, the young general personally leading the way.