.... A man rides out onto the battle field, his armour gleaming in the dawnlight. His spear lifted high in hand and a shield draped across his back. The horse stops and he opens his visor, looks at Ahayes and Anubis and says...
"Awww crap, this is ALWAYS happening to me, its AGE OF EMPIRES all over again"
He closes the visor, shrugs, and angling his spear and charges towards the vastly superior battlefleets...
(to everyone else, morning

)
A Dragun shimmers in front of your horseman, with a flick of his wrist the horsman's entire body turns to jelly, his last sight is a Dragun shimmering away.