The two replacing sentries saw them come out, exchanged sinister smiles, grabbed two handfuls of snow to put out the bonfire used for warmth, and then ducked back into their tent.
Damn it, even the foot soldiers have been bought off. They're trying to freeze me to death!
This was a very small encampment of about twenty tents, surrounded by a circle of carts. The perimeter didn't even have chevaux-de-frise or sharpened stakes set up, and the surrounding terrain was flat with no strategic defensive positions to rely on. One look made it obvious they had no intention of staying here long.
Chapter 858