Two sentries being relieved saw them come out, exchanged sinister smirks, scooped up two handfuls of snow to put out the campfire that provided warmth, and then ducked back into their tent.
Damn it, even the common soldiers have been bought off! They are trying to freeze me to death!
This was a very small camp consisting of about twenty tents, surrounded by a circle of carts. The outer perimeter lacked even a simple array of horse-blocking obstacles or sharpened stakes. Moreover, the terrain nearby was completely flat with no defensive advantages to speak of—it was obvious at a glance that no one intended to stay here long.
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