The two relieved sentries sneered at each other as they emerged, scooped up two handfuls of snow to put out the bonfire used for warmth, and then ducked back into their tent.
Damn it, even the common soldiers had been bought off! They were trying to freeze him to death!
This was a very small encampment consisting of about twenty tents, surrounded by a circle of carts. The outer perimeter lacked even chevaux-de-frise or caltrops, and the surrounding terrain was flat with no strategic defenses—a clear sign that they had no intention of staying here long-term.
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