Duncan was still waiting.
But the Imperial armored cavalry behind him were already restless.
Pairs of bloodshot eyes looked toward the cavalry commander in front of them, burning with fierce battle intent. The adjutant stood behind Duncan several times, hesitant to speak, but in the end, he remained silent, waiting for the final order for the decisive battle.
The Imperial coalition suffered heavy casualties. The left flank of the Imperial legion was forced back by a gust of wind and could barely stabilize the formation with Aetius personally taking the field.
Fortunately, the routed Alan cavalry and Saxon allies in the Central Army regrouped, gathering at the rear, seemingly still able to put up a fight.
At this moment, Duncan was staring intently at the line of the Western Gothic Kingdom.