The Saracens were beaten, though not yet devastated. Pulling his sword out of another slain foe, Antonio raised his head and looked around. The battle was over, but some troops were still pursuing retreating enemies, thinning their ranks.
"Sound the retreat. We are pulling off." said Captain-General in a steady voice, that was so different from his war cry an hour ago. The mighty call roared across plains that were now covered in numerous bodies. While the 1st Squadron was marching back to the camp, Dandolo met his former mentor, Roberto. "Good battle." — "Good battle it is." With such simple words they've struck their ironclad fists and ventured together to celebrate their victory.
Upon his return to Rome, Captain-General and his Lancers were cheered by an ecstatic crowd. Moving through the city, they've arrived to Piazza del Trullo, where Antonio Dandolo gave his speech.
Citizens of Rome! Fellow Christians! With God's will, another victory was snatched from our numerous enemies, and we can be rejoicing for today. But while your praises warm my heart, they should be directed at soldiers that fought in this battle alongside me, for were I alone naught but perdition would await me. Yes, those common soldiers, your simple fellow Romans are the ones who made this miracle possible! I was but a smith that forged them into a weapon of Providence. And while you many of you may think that you are too insignificant to make any difference, every good Christian is a tool of His will.
But one battle will not yet bring us a victory. Our foes are strong, and our allies are dwindling. That is why I, nay, the Mother Church needs you! A multitude of trials awaits us, but you are not the powerless multitude! To protect the Saint Peter's Throne, the Military Order of Saint Peter will arise. Any of you may become a defender of Faith, of the Holy See and the Eternal City, and God will see your dedication. Those that will live and die fighting in the Order will certainly find a place in the Heaven.
And those of you that are not inclined to be hardy warriors may yet be of great use for the Order. Every bit and every person is important. Doctors and smiths, grooms and cooks — donations of gold and arms, of food and horses — if you believe you can be of help — then help, and it will be remembered!
((OOC: it started so well and turned into some kind of advertisement, oh well))